Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You come back here, boy.
Draw up your letter.
Do you hear that?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(SOBBING) Anne...
Fill yourselves.
Pick cotton off the fields
I secreted it from the mistress.
Scrub now.
My name... My name is Solomon Northup.
Doing Group Work for Mrs.Mann " OH PICK THIS COTTON "
He do.
(MUSIC FADES)
Patsey, Master wishes you to return.
My name...
What you standing there for?
Done.
That there nigger shall be beaten with many stripes.
This lad? He's very brawny.
Joyous day.
Pick cotton off the fields
(CHILDREN CONTINUE SCREAMING)
It's all right, Solomon.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
.
(PANTING)
It's a simple enough request.
(SLAVES CONTINUE SINGING)
Joyous.
(WHISPERS) Hamilton, we must hurry. (SOLOMON GROANING)
Nigger, get up!
Ford is your opportunity?
Eliza! Stop it!
Have you stopped crying for your children?
Collect a team. See what good you can do.
I meant no disrespect.
Gentlemen, whoever moves that nigger is a dead man.
Strip your clothes.
(LAUGHING)
an unspeakable happiness...
Master sent me running to fetch you, said no time should be wasted.
Under the mountain
Move. Come on.
Give me a kiss.
Prepared not himself.
MALE SLAVE: (SINGING) My Lord
No, sir, I have not.
(EPPS WHOOPING)
What's he been telling you?
It's a plague. It's damn biblical.
You're a slave!
Are you all right?
Mmm.
(SOBBING IN PAIN)
Come on! Get, get, get!
Ain't no need for all that. Just taking a little trip, that's all.
Run Nigger Run
All's I know, if we get where we're traveling...
Jerry Jones Be Like
[singing] Ohhh, wash this window
(GASPING)
Why didn't you answer when called?
Better than us.
Thank you, sir.
if not born out of truth itself.
(BURCH LAUGHING)
The time for honoring yourself will soon be at an end
If we could persuade you to accompany us as far as Washington-
EPPS: Come on, boy, move!
Open your mouth. Open wider.
Oh, children
(SOBBING)
I suppose so.
Even with a boat full of load.
there's the gilliardine. there's the kwamegeeh.
In high
Lay down and cry
Why would you consign me to damnation with such an ungodly request?
Yes, sir.
in the art of prestidigitation.
Mr. Ford, a pleasure.
I know you had some hand in this, Platt.
I'll cut your black throat!
All be observant to that.
Help!
He's my husband.
You have no use for her.
And this marvelous creature. Can you believe it? Mmm?
Help!
And as paid for.
And he is a hard man. Prides himself on being a nigger breaker.
Come on, get.
nigger platt
If something rubs you wrongly...
He is a slaver!
Get in there. Come on.
Better off.
Pick it up, Platt. Play that fiddle, boy.
(DOOR CLOSES) (LOCK CLICKS)
Are you calling me a liar, boy?
Hush him up!
Whatever it was, it passed.
Are you educated?
As you are aware...
Sunshine
Any trouble?
and Kingston and Queenston and a great many places.
If you won't stand for me, I pray you'd
OVERSEER: All right now. Y'all fresh niggers.
New Orleans, if I was to venture.
My soul will rise in heaven, Lord
Yes, Master, I'm about it. These have all been replaced.
as yet unseen by civilized man.
But such profitable outcomes are reserved for plantation masters.
I'm only asking, in the eyes of God, what is the difference?
This ain't done by half.