Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Grandmother.
Mm. Mm.
Evangelist: Ye that fear God, give audience.
- Hasn't she by now? - No, sir.
Spalding: Fiddler, get moving!
Girls, look at Noah, my new horseman.
Missy, don't!
Behold, the only thing that is greater than you.
Fever's finally broken.
Besides, Hell is not punishment enough for the toubab.
Toby's your name.
I-I came in for some kindling.
Why do you get to decide?
Forward!
Just bring him alive.
Kill you?
From now on, we don't fight for English.
Never let them put the chains on your mind.
You leave her unsupervised with the nigger girl.
Where'd that old coot come from?
- I'm sorry. - Granddaughter...
Mm. Mm-hmm.
Hold your ground!
♪ Roll down ♪
Naming your child 'fore the stars and all creation.
Looky there! Look at that step!
We... we... we on our way to the farm proper.
English say white man who fights for King George
Lord, I wish you'd been wrong about this storm!
Will the toubab go to Hell because they own slaves?
seein' as I went to Hell across lots to bring you back home.
Well, I'll be damned.
They're never going to let us live, Belle.
Aah!
Fa is here. Fa is here.
- Just relax. - No!
- Missy! - No.
You don't know every people in Africa.
Pikes?
- We could have stayed together forever. - Massa, please.
Well, what is it?
Go.
Because they own us?
a nigger can't be on the road after sundown.
You mean?
♪ Mornin' ♪
I'm sure you love that child as if she was your own, eh?
Bet you never heard that nursery rhyme, huh?
- "C." - "C."
Will advance at the ordinary!
Where'd this weather come from?!
to be a man of humor before he gave you that name.
So you listen to Belle.
♪ Farewell, farewell ♪
It felt like the water was talkin' to me.
is Kunta Kinte!
George Lea the Second.
Helping me.
- It's candle-lighting time. - Yes, sir.
He saved us.
That'd be a lot of toubab in Hell.
Better off being actually dead than living dead.
I wonder what my mama would've named me.
Is that what it was?
What I would like...
But they don't know what I know about you.
they ain't ever gonna tear me down.
Bless you.
That's what you all were screaming at?
Ah, ah. Steady on, Spalding.
You frighten me!
I hate this country!
Miss Kizzy Waller.
Hmm?
Yes.
This governor rules all of Virginia?
- Missy, it's beautiful! - Ah!
Happy birthday, young lady!
We fight for ourselves. You understand?
- Okay. - Fa.
A good wife obeys her husband.
Kill me.
Hmm?
Yes, Massa.
This is our only child!
They tell me the world is bigger than this farm.
If I was to lose this one, I'm...
Be careful.
Jesus alone!
Massa, this storm ain't done.