Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you know, you cook somethin' long enough, you can eat anything.
Where's some paper and a pencil?
I'll just shoot the horse out from under you.
Or take myself far from this place?
That's the laudanum gettin' to ya. That's good.
Those who follow Lincoln or preach abolition...
Thank you. You are a true Christian.
You got... Aim!
Keep your daddy's watch.
Ada.
and milk,
Miss Monroe, I was just thinkin' about you.
as I have always done."
A splendid idea.
Cold Mountain must feel like the end of the world.
He’s just a baby
I... um...
- Night, ma'am. - Night.
He's got a shit comin'. It's overdue.
Unbelievable.
"and to believe I will see you again.
"I pray I am in your thoughts.
"This war is lost on the battlefield
- He is not. - And your mother?
Oakley!
Your heart. Scarred. I did wrong to ya.
A little bird did sing
That's a true Southern belle.
"Since you've left, time has been measured out in bitter chapters.
than havin' me sat all day in front of a chalkboard.
He's mine. You go rub yourself off on the preacher.
I got it. He's here.
Your sweetheart's got a nice piece of flesh on him.
Thank you both.
I think I should go back up to my wife.
- I hurt you. - Good God.
That's right. He was a teacher.
- All right. - Three cheers for the South!
Did you write to me?
Well, set it on the porch.
- I can't stop here. - Sit down before you fall down.
I should have shot you when I had the chance.
"and wish I could repair them.
- If this is a trap... - Please yourself. I'm just bein' a Christian.
I'm changed. People change.
Instead, I was seein' him come back to me.
They're trapped in the wrong damn crater. Whole plan backfired on 'em.
Perhaps some of the womenfolk will volunteer.
He never killed me.
- I saw it first! - That's my rabbit! That's my rabbit!
- Damn right. - I call this nail the Yankee Skulls.
Get on up those stairs.
Well, you have your war.
Yankees! Yankees!
And I'm ready to be washed clean of my dirt.
- Get down! - I got one.
I don't know how to do that,
Number two, patch the shingles on the barn roof.
who's carrying a tray...
There it is. I feel it.
A thousand moments.
Look at this!
Turn around!
Then we don't agree. There's not much I wouldn't give for ten minutes of someplace.
she showed up with her three sisters, so-called, and their brats.
If I had my way, they'd take metal altogether out of this world.
for your kind welcome and, most of all, such a fine chapel.
The shape of your neck.
- Well, that's a fine-sounding thing. - Oh...
We've churched men for pickin' up a fiddle on the Sabbath.
I can't disagree with that, I was.
Lookin' good, Butcher.
"Dear Mr. Inman..."
That's Mae, Dolly, Shyla,
It's a great day for North Carolina.
"I was so shy of how I looked,
I've got a little salt pork you can have.
Cold Mountain.
from a world of slaves and corsets and cotton?"
Let's put him in a pot!
Strung 'em up, as a warnin'.
Like a girl's waiting for me.
Uh-huh. I was all right.
Come fly away.
Ada?
Daddy!
Good evenin'.
I can get you outta here.
Ada Monroe and Ruby Thewes, look at you both.
"his ocean, his swamps, his slopes and ridges -
And separates the widow from the bride
They were flyin' towards me.
Why would they take his coat?
I wish I'd brung my fiddle.
That trickles down through the mountain
They cut off my hair.
I don't know, Ruby.
- I ain't a servant, if you get my meanin'. - You're not a servant.
What about you, Reverend?
Hey! Let's agree.
It is more than three years, and I remember your name."
Hallelujah.
Hell's busted.
What do you fools think you'll be fightin' for?
If they send us back to fight...