Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The first duty of a Mandinka warrior is to raise a family.

Ah, you can visit him every Sunday.

come pretty and go fast.

I ain't giving them that man's name.

Plus side bets.

What have I ever done to you, sir?

patting him on his back.

Our final pair of the Charleston Main!

You low bastard, Tom Lea!

See, the Lord tells us beware of flattering lips

the way you always do.

I thought you was dead.

Turn your head away, show you weak.

You look awful, and you stink.

I heard about some slaves buying their freedom nowadays.

You ain't free, George.

Then turn a profit on what you own.

Hey! What y'all doing?

she was never gonna see you again.

I'm not sure anyone has much sway over your boy.

Mr. Lea, do you yield?

against me and Tricia, would you, George?

Ain't nothing fun about being with that man,

Long ride, lots to do.

Came from my papa.

Take my secret feed.

that Englishman will call me even if I give you to him...

Pay the man his money.

It's George. You trust me.

Since when you a man of faith?

Truth is your sustenance.

Damn. What the hell is this?

especially not one like Tom Lea.

Wants this all clear by sundown.

...shall face destruction.

For better or worse, they got a bond.

And I deserve it.

I'm gonna rise up above every man who ever looked down on me.

My daddy decides who courts me.

Let 'em through.

That what you want?

I know I didn't pay it no mind with all our other babies.

I'll pay you in a week!

No, you can't kill him.

Ain't no bird gonna beat him.

You really are the trash everybody says you is!

How you know it's the right spot?

waste your money on drink and gambling.

Teach me to fight them?

I ain't never seen Mama in a mood like this.

Where you get all this finery?

Sorry for your inconvenience.

I offer conversation and good cheer on a fine holiday.

while traveling to buy gamecocks for me.

Well, she's almost past having babies.

Well, there's Tom Lea and his lovely wife, Patricia.

You ain't never been beat. I don't overwork you.

You challenged me.

Do it, George, or I will shoot you.

This country will sink into a cesspool

I own it and everything on it.

Said he never saw a man with a touch for the birds like you.

A man who mistreats a woman who loves him.

Got to be a man when you messing with these birds.

- Get this nigger off of me! - Stop him!

That make you dizzy?

Six tents. We taking 20 birds.

But he too caught up and concerned

What's going on here?

And I'd dine with niggers before I'd dine with you.

Why ain't nobody find him yet?

Heard some riders was heading for the Lea farm,

Think Miss Patricia gonna sell us all together?

I raised these birds since they was chicks.

I know my God's real.

What keeps me living.

I'll stay with him.

I see you clearly, sir, exactly as they all see you.

You ain't never been gone this long before, George.

Hm. I know one thing.

I dropped from a chestnut tree high as a hawk,

trying to be his own man...

Reverend Lyon, what the hell you doing here?

Folks say birds are stupid.

Make her free to leave with me tomorrow,

George, what'd you do? What... What'd he do, Massa?

Ain't that right, Tricia?

Folks is mostly fools when it come to knowing that.

I'm tired of working land.

I told you what I'd do.

It's the cocks.

You can't tell me to leave my family!

Clear as day to those got eyes.

Then you can move that gal...

Match to Sir C. Eric Russell.

I look forward to testing your prowess against my birds.

Oh, you ain't never seen a fighter like me before...

Don't trust you, neither.

but it would have been a terrible sin

Not if he gonna name the first one Tom.

Then why don't you try me out?

Fight the cock boy! Fight the cock boy!

Well, I ain't trying to be

No, please don't!

Tom Lea dreams of every penny slipped through.

Want to let him jeer you,

for equipment, seed, and stock.

Be good for the boy.