Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Solomon Northup Staunton.
And then one of them, which was a lawyer...
verifying the negro known as Clemens Ray is my property.
Oh, forgive me, Solomon. Forgive me, Mrs. Northup.
I believe so.
Or I'll take it out on your skin.
Well, I don't want to survive.
500 pounds of cotton.
Just Armsby.
You goddamn black bastard.
FORD: Platt.
what about our holes george? boing yes faye they're ulcer beri beri vomit excankles.
I'm gonna get to the bottom of it.
No words were spoken, none of consequence.
Mmm. To Solomon.
The proceeds of my fiddling performances.
A filthy, godless heathen.
For all of you raw niggers that don't know...
I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac...
And I call particular attention to Martha.
Your name is Platt.
Can you find your way to Bartholomew's?
For the year when Jordan roll
Damn all y'all!
I do.
Where you from, Platt?
Follow me, please.
I ain't got no comfort in this life.
Poor, poor woman.
Lethe!
and he were drowned in the depth of the sea.
Patsey.
Platt!
but fair compensation is all I ask.
Master Ford.
Your children will soon be forgotten.
I will not go without my children!
That I had one that needed watching...
No.
Roll, Jordan, roll
Work this cotton
to see my wife...
The residence of my wife and children who are equally free.
I won't have my mood spoiled.
Lies to your misdeeds!
You must know that I'm not a slave.
I say, be gone!
SOLOMON: Shop well, sir, but mind your wallet.
somewhere in the course of eternal
I'm a free man. A resident of Saratoga, New York.
And God gave her to me.
Ah! You admit it.
The cost to my current existence...
What you looking at?
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Sunshine
Not a damn one.
God love him.
RADBURN: Hey, you. Get up.
Are you a slave?
You see that?
64 pounds.
For the year when Jordan roll
I'm Mr. Jonus Ray.
Roll, Jordan, roll
(DOG BARKING)
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Mr. Moon is being overly gracious.
She dead
No, ma'am. No trouble.
After we arrive, we'll be put to market.
God damn you. I thought you knowed something!
Your decision. Unhand him.
Strike her.
For y'all, there ain't nothing but that.
My Lord
So, you did.
She pick with more vigor than any other nigger.
be Master Shaw broadcasting his affections...
Tries to get white fellas to mail them.
Clemens! CAPTAIN: Get him back!
(MAN GROANING) (WOMAN GROANING)
MR. MOON: Devil call his name, there he is now.
MAN: Now keep your mouth shut.
Suppose.
she always looked at me with an unkind nature.
Three can't go against the whole crew.
Line up!
Please. Eliza!
No! Master Epps.
They are as smooth to the touch as a yearling's coat.
(RATTLING CONTINUES)
Epps, I merely mean to finish the work at hand, as requested.
Your mother will come, I swear she will. But you must be silent.
You ask plainly, so I will tell you plainly.
Boy, our masters will not come for us.
I ain't done, Treach.
Get in them cane.
My soul will rise in heaven, Lord
Hey, Mr. Pattyroller Don't catch me
Come sample what I baked for y'all.
That old thing of yours is just rags and tatters.
SOLOMON: The creek is plenty deep enough to sail.
Washington.
WOMAN: (SINGING) Went down to the River Jordan
Rags and tatters.
Run, nigger, run The pattyroller will get you
No, my thanks to you.
You will have the most faithful slave in me.
Yes, sir
(SIGHING)
[singing] Ohh, I wash this window
Get your fiddle, Platt. Get up!
You see that look of insolence she give me?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
But I have no understanding of the written...
the devil was among my niggers.