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Roots Part 3 Roots Part 3 is a gripping television miniseries that continues the captivating journey of Alex Haley's

Roots Part 3

Roots Part 3 is a gripping television miniseries that continues the captivating journey of Alex Haley's ancestors. This critically acclaimed show, originally released in 1977, showcases the struggle and resilience of enslaved Africans in America. With incredible performances by LeVar Burton as Kunta Kinte, John Amos as Toby, and Maya Angelou as Nyo Boto, the series delves deep into the painful legacy of slavery. Explore the profound impact of Roots Part 3 by immersing yourself in its powerful sounds, available for play and download here.

A heavy match of birds.
A man who bets a mere thousand here or there
A man who mistreats a woman who loves him.
A name is who you is.
A private hack between Tom Lea
A thousand men come for this match.
A whole lot of training for they wings,
A woman who knows her own mind.
Aah!
Aah!
About a bird or two,
About that no count cracker and his birds.
Abracadabra.
Accepted.
Acting like he my second massa.
After George leaves,
Against me and Tricia, would you, George?
Ah, shit!
Ah, we're winning, George.
Ah, yeah!
Ah. Tomorrow.
Ain't got no right to be mocking your daddy.
Ain't got no worries.
Ain't no handling no massa,
Ain't that right, Tricia?
Ain't you a businessman?
All I know is how to make all this livable.
All right, all right, all right, all right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right. I got you, I got you.
All that stuff matter more to him than you.
All these white men saying, "Hey, Mingo,"
All this spinning is making me dizzy.
All your bragging and carrying on,
Allow me satisfaction in the field... a duel.
Always happy to take your money, Jewett.
Amen. Let's dance, Mama.
And 'cause my daddy was backwoods poor.
And ain't no sheriff gonna do nothing 'bout it.
And ain't none of them named Tom yet.
And ain't none of them named Tom yet.
And can't do that no more.
And don't nobody love ya like your mama.
And don't you say nothing about this to Massa Tom.
And fed them and helped Mingo fix them.
And fight your own birds.
And I ain't never gonna be that.
And I believe it will protect this baby and all of us.
And I deserve it.
And I expect you to keep her belly full.
And I fight them 'cause they're magic.
And I knew what he'd do if you don't name that boy Tom.
And I know all you care about is fighting chickens.
And I see you still they massa, I'd die every day.
And I want you to name him
And I want you to name him
And I'll give it.
And I'll hang for it gladly.
And I've been waiting for the right moment
And it break my heart.
And it was fun watching Massa Tom
And may God have mercy on your souls.
And men who speak with double hearts.
And my daddy gonna watch over you.
And never to you, sir.
And now that I'm free,
And right now I'm gonna kill him.
And see, my eyes is old,
And so far away from my mama and daddy,
And taters!
And the thing about rich white men,
And the time they start having babies,
And they true killers.
And Tom Lea of Caswell County, North Carolina.
And turn it to ash in a bonfire of foolishness...
And we couldn't get in.
And we gonna end up on paddle wheelers
And we got to win big.
And when a boy comes,
And yet you poke, poke, poke me like a damn hog.
And you be on your best behavior,
And you one, too.
And you will yearn for more!
And yours, too.
And, boys, I'll be open to all offers.
Anyone can see that Jackson is too boorish to be president.
Around fancy ladies.
Ashford and George Jr. Can start clearing out
Aw, come on!
Babies in their beds, using axes, swords, clubs.
Babies in their beds, using axes, swords, clubs.
Barley, milk, corn, rice, and my secret...
Be good for the boy.
Be sure of that!
Be waiting for you when you're done.
Been doing this fore you was alive.
Behold!
Being free takes a watchful eye,
Besides, my farm's worth half that much.
Best I ever felt.
Best move I ever made.
Bet a1,000?
Bet more just to see me.
Bet them pages cut right out your bible.
Bet your mama gonna be after you
Big ones, Mama!
Biggest farm in Carolina ain't enough
Bill your cocks.
Birds know who they can trust, know who love them.
Birds leave they marks on a man.
Birds... four pound six.
Bit of gossip, weather, fashion.
Bought my first ******.
Bought my own farm.
Bought my papers three years ago.
Boy forgot his pass
Boy, come on. You ain't got no money.
Boy, why you still standing there?
Boy's gonna be my good luck charm, Kizzy.
Boys stopping by to play for everybody.
Breathing even.
Bring that cock to the pen, Mingo.
Burning up little babies, serving them to his gang to eat.
But don't you ever get no shame, George.
But first, we got to survive.
But he who opens his lips...
But how'd you get the money?
But I can see what the Lord says.
But I do what I can to make the fit work.
But I heard Mama Kizzy telling the stories
But I know you ain't let go of my hand yet.
But I known you since you was a little boy.
But I prefer it to the alternative.
But I trained them right.
But I'd be so far from George.
But I've been wrong before.
But it ain't your faith.
But it's gonna cost you to find out.
But Mama...
But Massa Tom likes me, Mama.
But my baby's gonna have me all the time.
But she had locked everything up,
But she warned us that the streets are foul
But she's strong as a woman half her age.
But still so pretty, women cry when I pass by.
But that English bastard's offering me a way out.
But the belly of the wicked shall want chicken!
But when George and Matilda have children,
But why'd y'all come here today?
But you don't know birds.
But you have honored my father.
But, George, if you lose this fight,
But, yeah, I'm free.
Buy my George?
Cabins was on fire.
Came from Juffure, from Africa.
Came from my papa.
Came up from Durham way?
Came with me to fight birds.
Can I hold the bird, Massa Tom?
Can you believe that,
Can your damn English cousin handle $20,000?
Can't bet our home.
Can't ever talk to me like that, George.
Can't find that devil's prophet.
Can't no slave be 'round no white men
Can't stay by yourself all the time.
Can't stop these men once they start.
Can't trust nobody.
Can't you see I'm parched?
Carried me from a backwoods shack
Chain yourself to the wagon, George.
Charleston's a long ways away.
Chicken! Oh, chicken!
Cholera, lime leg, and canker.
Clear as day to those got eyes.
Come by the Easter picnic.
Come down on him!
Come here.
Come on now, George!
Come on now, George.
Come on now, Mingo!
Come on now, Red! Come on, Red!
Come on now, you little bastard.
Come on up! Come on! Get him!
Come on, boy.
Come on, George!
Come on, George.
Come on, let's go!
Come on, Mama. They ain't gonna play all night.
Come on, Red!
Come on, Red!
Come on, Red!
Come on, you son of a bitch!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on! Come on, now!
Come on! Come on, now!
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Get him, boy!
Come on! Rise up!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come pretty and go fast.
Come see the babies.
Come with me, cousin.
Congratulations. Bless you.
Cooks, sews, handles the house.
Damn fool.
Damn hard scheme for the likes of you.
Damn it, Byrd, yield.
Damn it!
Damn right.
Damn. What the hell is this?
Day might come when you're able to buy yourself free.
Deep in the damn dirt!
Did Mingo tell you that?
Did they hurt you?
Did you set me up, Mr. Lea?
Didn't know you were entertaining, Kizzy.
Different than everybody else.
Dirty ******. Dirty bastards!
Discharge your pistols in succession.
Do it, George, or I will shoot you.
Do it, George.
Do not resist. Do not waste his time.
Do this friend a favor.
Does it really matter if it comes
Don't ever question me about these birds.
Don't matter how much I got if we win, do it, George?
Don't need no African medicine.
Don't need no help.
Don't need no wing training.
Don't need to see nobody.
Don't trust you, neither.
Don't worry, Fa. You trained me well.
Don't you have love in your heart
Done.
Down by old Mingo.
Down! Down! Down! Come down hard on him!
Dry leaves my only blanket.
Durham, Fayetteville. You'll find us.
Earn a penny, spend a dollar...
England?!
Especially not one like Tom Lea.
Ever since Mingo died,
Every time some sheriff gets in a mood
Everybody carrying guns.
Everybody need chicken!
Excuse me.
Expect so.
F fa... fav..."
Face to face.
Far is free.
Favorable.
Feel good about the birds?
Fight him!
Fight them cocks.
Find somebody else.
Find yourself swinging from a low limb.
Finish him!
Finish him!
First shot.
Five militiamen came over here looking for slaves.
Five young stags hungry for blood.
Folks is mostly fools when it come to knowing that.
Folks say birds are stupid.
Folks sure did miss you at the wedding.
For a beautiful woman.
For a while, I didn't know how to feel nothing.
For a while, long as it's safe.
For anybody but yourself?
For cotton Mississippi.
For equipment, seed, and stock.
For losing his money.
For Mr. William Byrd.
For sure.
For what? Act like a gentleman.
For your scheme.
For your whole family waiting in a lockbox.
Fore I lose this goddamn bet.
From the mouth of a fool like me?
Froze my ass.
Gamecocks, George, not chickens.
Gave you that yellow skin.
Gentlemen, a hack fight!
Gentlemen, do either of you yield?
Gentlemen, face your birds!
Gentlemen, swords.
Gentlemen.
Gentlemen.
Gentlemen...
George Lea II.
George, get over here.
George, I need you to do this for me.
George, it hurts so bad.
George, next fight's yours.
George, no.
George, them birds will hurt you.
George, what are you doing?
George, what'd you do? What... What'd he do, Massa?
George, you and me used to be best friends.
George: We got 10 strong killers,
George!
George!
George! Oh, child!
George.
George.
George.
George.
George.
George.
George.
Get away from Massa Lea's birds.
Get back here!
Get him, Red!
Get him!
Get him!
Get him! Come on, boy! Get him!
Get him! Get him!
Get in, boys.
Get me that ax. Get me that ax.
Get over Massa's bird, gaff him from the top.
Get right at him.
Get the children weaving new grain baskets.
Get the wood.
Get up, George.
Get up, George.
Get up!
Get up!
Get your bets in, gentlemen.
Get your hands off me, you son of a bitch!
Getting free was all my daddy ever wanted.
Give me that.
Glad to see you. Thank God!
Glad to see you're feeling better, Massa.
Glad y'all made money.
Go ask Massa for my cut.
Go help Mingo with the birds.
Go north...
Go on, eat.
Go on!
Go on.
God damn me!
God damn me.
God help you if anything's happened to Tricia.
God!
Goddamn.
Gonna be more money at that Charleston jamboree
Gonna find Mama and Matilda.
Gonna go gather up some wood for my fire.
Good boy.
Good enough to let you buy yourself?
Good morning, Mr. Jewett.
Good morning, Mr. Lea.
Good morning, Mrs. Lea.
Got it.
Got plenty of ammunition.
Got to be a man when you messing with these birds.
Got to hold your stare.
Got to wait till your eyes see clear,
Greensville County in Virginia.
Had too many people taken away
Half bird, half man,
Half of the forest, half of my own soul.
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hang on, now.
Has a sore tooth.
Have his God make slavery go away,
He a fine preacher.
He ain't never gonna see you for what you truly is
He always said we fight when we need,
He came to me, and I decided to live.
He could scratch the prying eyes from your head.
He don't know a damn thing about Tom Lea.
He don't know how to like nobody.
He gonna pay you well.
He gonna turn back wild just like that.
He had you.
He had you.
He had you.
He is giving you a fine cut of his winnings.
He love me, and he love you, too.
He my daddy?
He ought not to miss a field gal.
He pretty. I wanted to touch him.
He ran, and they shot him.
He say you dirt.
He yielded. It's time for mercy.
He yields. Let him be.
He... He don't like people.
He'll have no ouble with an Irishman and a ******.
He'll protect cotton investors clearing out woods
He'll ride him the rest of his living days.
He's a warmonger and an adulterer.
He's bleeding hard. Can't let him find his legs.
He's done.
Heard some riders was heading for the Lea farm,
Hell, I'm gonna be king of Caswell County.
Help me!
Her husband has a position with new clothiers...
Here he is, Jewett.
Here we come.
Here you are, sir.
Here, boy.
Here.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, look. He gave me money.
Hey, that's too heavy for you.
Hey! Mingo!
Hey! What y'all doing?
Hey.
Hiding guns and knives any place they can.
High card will decide who fires first.
Him on his feet, looking down on you?
His line has fought for kings.
His name was George, like yourn.
Hm. I know one thing.
Ho! Ho!
Hold this, Til.
Hold up now. Hold up.
Honey and milk are on thy tongue.
How come I always end up at the back?
How dare he fight us.
How we looking, George?
How you know it's the right spot?
How?
Hyah!
Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
I ain't as bad as some.
I ain't been bragging.
I ain't going nowhere for you, you understand me?!
I ain't gonna wait till I'm old to rise up where I should be.
I ain't got no other way to survive.
I ain't hardly trying, George.
I ain't interested in the white man's God.
I ain't leaving! I ain't leaving!
I ain't never seen Mama in a mood like this.
I almost took my life when you was born.
I ate scraps.
I brought you up right.
I can barely get a word out of you.
I can look after all of us.
I can pay it.
I can still make you money.
I can trust a child.
I can't even tell you 'part.
I can't feel my hand, George.
I can't go.
I can't.
I come to make sure Miss Patricia's all right.
I depend on you.
I didn't know what happened to you.
I do not settle my battles with fisticuffs
I do. Know about other birds, too...
I don't care how long you own them sons of bitches.
I don't even know where he was born.
I don't have to give no damn explanation to no damn slave!
I don't know how.
I don't know if he had one damn person cry for him!
I don't know what happened.
I don't know where Kizzy and Tilda are.
I don't know why we even brought you along, no way.
I don't see why not, George.
I don't think we should stay, Massa.
I don't understand the hell you saying to me.
I dropped from a chestnut tree high as a hawk,
I earned it! I'm free!
I fight for myself.
I figured out special exercises.
I gave you blood and sweat.
I give you Tom Lea...
I got a good Massa.
I got a question for ya.
I got clawed.
I got something for you.
I got to know a time gonna come when I can buy me free.
I had more skill to see it.
I had the courage to take it, and I had the man to win it.
I had to hide.
I have no idea if they're clean.
I have something I want to show you.
I hear thousands.
I hear thousands.
I heard he was a good man with the birds.
I heard your daddy preach that from King Solomon's songs.
I hope not.
I inquire merely because I understand
I intend to kill him with my first shot.
I intend to work hard.
I know how much time you spend with my birds.
I know how to handle Tom Lea, Mama.
I know I didn't pay it no mind with all our other babies.
I know my God's real.
I know the love you got inside you for Massa.
I know what I said,
I know what I see. Damn truth.
I know who I am, and you should, too.
I know who you is,
I know you can read it, George.
I know, George.
I know.
I like it. Yes, sir!
I like your look.
I look forward to it.
I look forward to testing your prowess against my birds.
I lost everything...
I love you too much.
I love you.
I mislead you boys.
I need an explanation,
I need to find my children, but I'll be back.
I need to keep Tom Lea alive for us.
I need younger field hands.
I offer conversation and good cheer on a fine holiday.
I own it and everything on it.
I pay no attention to you at all...
I promise I'm gonna write those papers for you.
I promise to stay by your side forever.
I raised these birds since they was chicks.
I relish the opportunity.
I say Old Hickory's gonna be a damn good president.
I say we be fine,
I see you clearly, sir, exactly as they all see you.
I see you, George!
I see you!
I shouldn't be surprised you act the way you do.
I spent my life in a cabin like this.
I swear I'll sell your ass in New Orleans.
I swear.
I talk to your birds.
I tell you to do something, you just do it.
I think I'm gonna save up my money, just like you, Massa.
I think we need to give Massa's birds
I think you mama's sweet on that boy.
I thought for a minute you was free, too.
I thought you said tonight was our night.
I thought you was dead.
I thought you were a free man.
I told you what I'd do.
I trained him... myself.
I trained them better.
I want him to know my hands
I want to buy Kizzy.
I want to hear more about what it takes
I want to tell you something.
I want you to come with me.
I was 11 years old when I hit the road,
I wouldn't trust no one.
I wouldn't want to get on her bad side if I were you.
I yearn to win my money back, Chicken George.
I yield.
I'd be a thousand miles gone.
I'd have bled my soul out on that field.
I'd like to buy the boy from you.
I'd never have some man bossing me around,
I'd rather sleep under the stars.
I'll always be my own man.
I'll be at the church in the trees when you want me,
I'll bring back gifts for everybody,
I'll fetch the white.
I'll geld you, you bastard.
I'll kill any ****** that gets in my way!
I'll look after him.
I'll make my money back, and more.
I'll meet you in church every Sunday.
I'll pay you in a week!
I'll protect our child.
I'll ride over and talk to MacGregor.
I'll stay with him.
I'll take a French pox and a screw
I'll teach you how to clean these cages.
I'm a better man than you.
I'm a fair man, Kizzy. You know that.
I'm always passing through places,
I'm famous up and down this county.
I'm free!
I'm free!
I'm free! That's what we agreed.
I'm free.
I'm gonna buy Matilda, then all my babies free.
I'm gonna do something for you, George.
I'm gonna go help our boys in the field.
I'm gonna name you after my daddy...
I'm gonna rise up above every man who ever looked down on me.
I'm gonna stay here,
I'm gonna tell Massa Tom to beat the hell out of you.
I'm gonna win back all them pennies and more.
I'm making sweet rolls for tomorrow.
I'm Matilda, ma'am.
I'm not a pious man like your daddy,
I'm not going!
I'm not sure anyone has much sway over your boy.
I'm not sure which one of y'all is the bad influence.
I'm ruined,
I'm six days from home, and I got five little ones.
I'm so relieved you're gonna make it.
I'm tired of explaining it to you!
I'm tired of pulling out my papers
I'm tired of working land.
I'm warning you boys... murder's spreading everywhere!
I'm worth 10 like you.
I've been drowning that truth in my head
I've been saving up. Got me a scheme.
If he hear you playing like that.
If he's got as many hands as you say,
If it's a boy.
If we keep giving lowborn men a vote.
If you both remain alive,
If you have faith in your Chicken George.
If you ******s interfere, we'll kill you!
If you won't come with me, take this.
In barns, cabins... right under our noses.
In front of my wife and these good people.
In Mississippi and Alabama.
In they hearts they always free.
Is 'cause it got beat into us.
Is a man who won't risk enough to take what he wants.
Is that right?
Is that what you came here for today?
It ain't our way.
It ain't the way my daddy taught me.
It look real fine.
It looks fine.
It seemed like I could hear his voice right here
It was happy, till I heard my boy
It was so nice of Mama Kizzy
It's a long road to Charleston, Massa Tom.
It's all dollars and cents.
It's all right now. It's all right now.
It's all right. It's all right.
It's everything, but I have it.
It's George. You trust me.
It's in your soul.
It's just a name, Mama.
It's over. It's done.
It's pretty.
It's the cocks.
It's time you loved yours.
It's when y'all get growed is when you get ideas.
Jewett tells me you're a sovereign of avifauna.
Just 'cause you kissing Massa's ass?
Just bring yourself home safe.
Just feel like I fit right in your arms.
Just like I like it.
Just like I told you, boy.
Just like that!
Just make sure some of that pot is yours.
Just sitting buck naked in the creek.
Just talked about them birds.
Just to take one step straight to what they want.
Keep a count.
Keep them babies sliding out, increase my stock.
Keep them babies sliding out, increase my stock.
Keep walking.
Keepeth his life.
Kept looking ahead,
Kept my hand in my own pocket, coin by coin.
Killing bred into the bird.
Killing men, women, children, any white folks they come upon.
Kizzy like this gal?
Kizzy, I think I was selfish
Kizzy!
Kizzy! No! No, Kizzy!
Kizzy.
Know Kizzy been teaching you.
Last wagers!
Leave me be.
Less likely to string the two of us up,
Let 'em through.
Let it be. We got...
Let me go.
Let me teach you how to read so you can be your own man.
Let them ******s on the farm eat flesh.
Let's go, Chicken George!
Let's go, Mingo!
Let's make it official.
Let's see if your scheme works.
Letting him see me eye to eye.
Like I say, them birds a soft kind of work.
Like some drunken bar brawler.
Little monkey keeps bothering Mingo,
Live.
Long as you listen to me.
Long as you understand your first place is with my birds.
Long ride, lots to do.
Look around.
Look at me, Byrd!
Look at me, look at me.
Look at me!
Look at my Red.
Look at the size of that.
Look how high I got him to fly.
Look up, little one.
Look, George,
Look, George, the farm ain't gonna cover my bets.
Look, Massa, some folks saying it's a custom
M most... most...
Make George a free man today.
Make her free to leave with me tomorrow,
Make me rich.
Make them stronger so they fly higher,
Make you as stupid as he is.
Make you want to open your eyes to a new day.
Malizy said she ain't never see you come by to visit.
Mama there for Miss Patricia. She be fine.
Mama, folks say make the best of a hard situation.
Mama, I let all the birds free, cage by cage!
Mama, I make Massa money.
Mama, you can't...
Mama, you need to meet somebody.
Mama, you said...
Mama.
Man saving up money got to pinch every penny.
Man: All right, Reverend. All right.
Man: Gentleman.
Man: Got lucky this time.
Man: It's a beautiful day, isn't it?
Massa Byrd can kill you without thinking.
Massa pays us a little when our birds win.
Massa Tom like me.
Massa Tom said I held 'em real good,
Massa Tom, why you start fighting chickens?
Massa, all these birds attack head on,
Massa, he a big help with all my chores.
Massa, what you doing?
Massa, you stay down, you gonna die.
Massa.
Match to Sir C. Eric Russell.
Matilda, it's me, George!
Matilda, it's me, George!
Matilda, it's me!
Matilda, it's me!
Matilda, it's me!
Matilda?! My children and my mama?!
Matilda.
Matilda.
Matilda.
May I invite you and your lovely wife
May the Lord keep and bless this holy union.
Maybe even Mingo.
Maybe I was scared you got too much of Massa's blood.
Maybe that's all folks who belive in God trying to do.
Maybe with a little jump.
Me and Mama Kizzy went to Miss Patricia with babies,
Me and Matilda gonna have lots of babies.
Meet my cousin from Hampshire, Sir C. Eric Russell.
Messing with my birds in the range walk.
Might be a skinny purse.
Mine and Mama Kizzy's... can't be true.
Mine, yours.
Mingo a slave at the end of it all.
Mingo don't like children.
Mingo said his bird was sure to win.
Mingo worked his life away for him.
Mingo, big Red all right?
Mingo, can you teach me all about birds?
Mingo, I got a notion from watching all these fights.
Mingo, what the hell you doing, boy?
Mingo!
Mingo's got too much work to do, boy.
Mingo's hurt real bad, Massa.
Miss Kizzy.
Miss Patricia need something?
Miss Patricia.
Mm hmm.
Mm hmm.
Mm hmm.
Mm hmm.
Mm! Whoo!
Money ain't nothing but a butterfly to you...
Money was in my hand, George.
More famous I get,
More folks watching me than listening to him.
More I get a chance to buy my freedom.
Morning Dove, you need to rest.
Morning doves sing so sweet and soft,
Morning, Mrs. Jewett.
Morning.
Morning.
Moving too fast for me, Mama.
Mr. Byrd.
Mr. Byrd.
Mr. Jewett.
Mr. Lea does not yield!
Mr. Lea will shoot first.
Mr. Lea, do you yield?
Mr. Lea, Miss Patricia.
Mr. Lea, while I understand your confidence
Mr. Lea.
Mr. Lord and Mr. Taylor.
Mrs. Lea.
Mrs. Shubal, breakfast looks delightful, does it not?
My arms can go wide.
My daddy decides who courts me.
My daddy likely to beat you
My daddy say the only reason our folk is
My daddy took whippings night and day
My daddy would have liked you.
My favorite holiday.
My mama lives alone.
My money's on you.
My money's on you. You can do it.
My morning dove.
My own brewed hops.
My point proven.
My strings pulled by a clever manipulator.
N Not in my front of my boy, Massa Tom.
Name him Tom.
Name your price, but I'd have this boy.
Name your price... any number.
Never heard of canceling no match, rain or shine, Massa.
Never is a long time.
Never thought nobody could learn farming by reading, Kizzy.
****** from Sam Turner's farm named Nat
******.
******s.
Nights I'd chew bark.
No account white man passing through.
No beat down African with half a foot!
No hard feelings, right?
No matter how much laughing they do,
No matter how much you get to play with them damn birds,
No matter how they make Mingo feel.
No matter what you think.
No slaves marching across the sea to be free.
No, dance didn't make me dizzy.
No, Massa. You know me.
No, no.
No, please don't!
No, please! Please, Massa!
No, you bastard. I am a free man.
No, you can't kill him.
No! Get away.
No.
No.
No.
No. No, he ain't trained.
Nobody beats my Red! Nobody beats my Red!
Nobody beats the Red! Nobody!
None at all.
Nor eye has seen a bird such as this.
Not as pretty as me, but she pretty.
Not by chance, not any of this.
Not even say goodbye to my family?!
Not fit to walk in my daddy's shadow.
Not for him... for us.
Not if he gonna name the first one Tom.
Not my inside.
Not now. Not never.
Not regretting what got left behind.
Not that that matters.
Not to drag it out,
Not unless I register them papers with the county.
Not where my family live.
Nothing but shame and sorrow.
Nothing ever gonna pull me away from you.
Now be quick about it.
Now get on your damn feet! Get up!
Now get!
Now I will tell you something.
Now it's obvious he gets that from you,
Now these my birds, my money.
Now you ain't making no sense.
Now you can get the cock out.
Now you see, so you can go on home.
Now, come on. I got you.
Now, I can feel the Holy Spirit right here...
Now, I trained my Red out in the woods.
Now, if all these folk,
Now, if you'll excuse me...
Now, now, Kizzy.
Now, our table is complete.
Now, what do y'all think of that?
Now, you know you got to sleep with them birds, too.
Now! Go on!
Nuh unh. Use the Red for the next fight.
Of course it's gonna take your first year's salary,
Oh, any man with eyes can see that.
Oh, Chicken George.
Oh, Fa.
Oh, he smells blood, Chicken George! I know it!
Oh, hell, George.
Oh, I bought these.
Oh, I love your money, boys!
Oh, Lord, help me now. I got a she wolf on me.
Oh, my God.
Oh, shit.
Oh, that's the Irish. I know them.
Oh, the other would be a man who can't appreciate
Oh, uh, Mingo wanted you to have this bucket
Oh, you ain't never seen a fighter like me before...
Oh, you and me think the same way, George.
Oh, you in the pit now, Massa.
Oh, you should've seen it, Mama.
Oh!
Oh.
Oh.
Old Pompey and Malizy gonna be used up sooner than later.
Old Sarah don't work so hard right now.
On Easter Sunday,
On my command, you will each
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Only 'cause I had the best damn teacher Carolina.
Only ignorant men without land or education would back him.
Only knew one other somebody live his life
Only last week, and I...
Only see you driving out or coming back here.
Only time I knew who you was
Ooh, glory! That's what you came to see!
Ooh!
Or I'll sell you to Cherokee savages.
Or perhaps Chicken George is only a small time fighter.
Or some cracker don't like my look.
Or you want to get sunburned working them fields?
Other masters wouldn't have it.
Other slaves hiding these killers on farms,
Our final pair of the Charleston Main!
Out to the spot where I stood and named you.
Over George?!
Oyez! Oyez!
Oyez! Oyez!
Oyez! Oyez!
Oyez! Oyez!
Papa, he trying to take my boy.
Pardon me if I don't wish him luck.
Patricia.
Patricia.
Patrol scared him.
Patting him on his back.
Pay me back for buying
Pay the man his money.
Pay what you owe, Irish!
Pennsylvania, Vermont.
Penny for penny.
People say they know who I am.
Pick that ****** over me?!
Piss on the damn bird, boy.
Piss.
Pit your cock!
Pit your cocks!
Pit your cocks!
Pit your cocks!
Plain to see.
Please, Massa! Don't.
Please!
Please!
Please.
Please. He watching us.
Plenty of names to go around.
Plus side bets.
Pretty penny out of pocket, too.
Raise yourself up.
Reading the bible over their bloody bodies,
Ready to go home.
Ready!
Red! Come on!
Reverend Lyon, what the hell you doing here?
Right now!
Rise up high. You the gamecock now.
Rise up, Tom Lea, come on!
Rise up! Come down on this son of a bitch!
River of blood is what's speeding him on his way!
Run!
Run!
Run!
Running loose with hundreds of other ******s.
Said he never saw a man with a touch for the birds like you.
Said you was a magician. Used that very word.
Savages! That's all they are, is savages!
Save your pretty talk.
Say they care about me.
Scheme? Uh huh.
Screaming about some man named Turner and an uprising.
Scrub all you will, sir.
Second ****** I bought was Mingo.
Second shot, Mr. Lea.
See that land over there?
See, that, too, is vanity.
See, the Lord say that... that he that keepeth his mouth
See, the Lord tells us beware of flattering lips
Seems hotter today than yesterday.
Sell the boy to the British with the other captives.
Set fire everywhere.
She a good woman, Mama.
She always prettier when she smiles.
She brought us out here, been catching food for us, too.
She gonna run off to the woods she came from,
She hardheaded, but I like her.
She Matilda.
She ought to thank me.
She was never gonna see you again.
She worth every penny.
She's sleeping.
She's smart, stubborn, like you.
Shit!
Shit.
Shit.
Show him who we are!
Show him, Tom.
Since when you a man of faith?
Since you can't have none.
Since you seen that preacher's daughter?
Sir C. Eric Russell of Hampshire, England.
Sir C. Eric Russell of Hampshire, England.
Sir Eric is willing to wager another $10,000.
Sir Eric's carriage is leaving.
Sir.
Sister Sarah.
Six pounds four,
Six tents. We taking 20 birds.
Sky just sits on you.
Smiling and strutting around.
Smoothest liar I ever met.
So beautiful.
So he got wings stronger than nothing else.
So I come over to check on Matilda and the family.
So I find it best to speak my mind.
So if that gal's fool enough to jump the broom
Soft hands, like a woman.
Something you need, Massa?
Son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch.
Sorry for your inconvenience.
Southampton.
Stand up.
Starling, sparrow,
Start preaching about Exodus,
Step back, boy!
Step back.
Step out!
Step out.
Step out.
Still shaking, didn't even take aim.
Still waiting on that drink, Kizzy.
Stop the wagon.
Stopping me.
Strong name, Massa.
Such a big help you is, Chicken George.
Sword! Put it in my hand.
Sword.
Take back to England.
Take him from the cage, leave him one step in the trees,
Take me home, George.
Take my secret feed.
Take your hands off me.
Take your time.
Take your time.
Take your time. Nice and steady.
Talk about the Israelites or Pharaoh, do they?
Teach me to fight them?
Tell me you want to go.
Tend the birds.
Than we ever seen,
Than we ever seen, and I am gonna win it.
Thank God you're back. I was so scared.
Thank y'all. Thank y'all.
Thank you, Massa.
Thank you, Massa. Thank you.
Thank you, Mr. Jewett.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thanks, boys.
That ain't no place for no little boy.
That bastard hates me 'cause I'm Irish
That make you dizzy?
That Matilda gal from MacGregor.
That may be.
That Nat Turner's a fever.
That ****** Turner's the devil on earth.
That stand of walnut trees.
That what you want?
That you've seen the last of him,
That's a big cock.
That's all I want, George.
That's all you love!
That's bird food, Mingo.
That's how I'm getting free.
That's how money works.
That's how they do it.
That's how we'll bury you if you want,
That's how we're all getting free.
That's if we come to a decent price.
That's in my favor.
That's in your favor.
That's it! Come on!
That's it! That's it!
That's Massa Lea.
That's one.
That's what that bastard want for all of them...
That's what we'll do.
The barn in victory, you will cry tears
The dirt is not under your nails, sir.
The ear of man has not heard nor head has felt
The first duty of a Mandinka warrior is to raise a family.
The Lord say that...
The main match... a struggle to the death.
The match goes to Tom Lea!
The more you talk about nothing,
The only thing greater than yourself.
The Prophet's coming! The Prophet's coming!
The righteous man eateth to satisfy his soul!
The smarter them ladies think you be.
The time will pass like a summer squall.
The way everybody look down on you?
The way I like it.
The way it should be.
The way Kunta Kinte would do it.
The way Mama Kizzy says her daddy taught her.
The way you always do.
The whole lot of you has it a damn lot easier.
Then I assume your courage will permit me
Then I'd like some of that money to start working
Then I'm gonna make you so damn dirty rich,
Then I'm gonna put your yellow ass up on the wagon
Then the militiamen showed up,
Then turn a profit on what you own.
Then why don't you try me out?
Then you can move that gal...
Then, your Massa gonna be terribly disappointed.
There you are.
There's a gathering down by the river tonight.
There's more money here than I ever thought could be.
There's more money to be won in that Charleston jamboree
These birds, they can cut my flesh,
These boys might need a push to risk their money.
They beat Margaret Whitehead to death with a fence post.
They burned down everything they could.
They can come tight.
They don't know me.
They set the cabins on fire.
They was hunting us, George.
They'll take 10 steps at a tilt
They're gonna be my grandchildren, too.
Think I'll take your good Massa's money today.
Think Miss Patricia gonna sell us all together?
Think you know. Don't know nothing.
Thinks he knows who I am.
Thinks he's prince of Caswell County.
This ain't no bird at all.
This ain't no dream, George. Wide awake as I ever been.
This ain't no place to be right now.
This bird, this uncommon, fearsome campaigner leaves
This country will sink into a cesspool
This is a creature you ain't never seen...
This is my property, boy.
This is my right!
This my father, Reverend Lyon.
This your boy?
Thou art all fair, my love."
Three clubs.
Throw you carcass in a dung hole?
Tilda!
Tilda!
Tilda!
Tilda.
Till he thinks we the same, me and him.
Till some sheriff wakes up in a bad mood,
Times we lose mostly when some other bird
Tired from working so hard every day,
To dine at our table at the Easter picnic?
To get me papers... to be free.
To get that paper make you free.
To give him everything he gave us,
To hatch some chickens of your own.
To have you born into a world like this.
To protect his name.
To take a chance against a fine man like my Massa Tom Lea?
To that ****** bastard who looks down on me?!
To the boys one night.
To watch the cages.
Today's the day, George.
Told Massa he want that many, he can't do it without Mingo.
Told you I could do it.
Tom it'll be, Massa.
Tom Lea ain't no better than no other Toubob.
Tom Lea and I have wanted to settle once and for all
Tom Lea dreams of every penny slipped through.
Tom Lea made a mistake refusing his offer for George.
Tom Lea whole life gonna be a waste, but not yours.
Tom Lea!
Tom would be a fine name for a boy.
Tom.
Train his birds and his handlers.
Tricia!
Tricia!
Trust my birds, no one else.
Truth is your sustenance.
Truth is, I know the white gamblers
Trying to be his own man...
Trying to get home before the Prophet reaches my farm.
Turn your head away, show you weak.
Uh huh.
Uh, I ain't offended.
Uh...
Understands a man's needs.
Ungrateful.
Ungrateful.
W wheat is...
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Want my mama to look at that cough?
Want to let him jeer you,
Want to work with Mingo... and you!
Wants this all clear by sundown.
Was when I took your yellow ass
Wash up. Go to bed.
Waste your money on drink and gambling.
Watch out for Massa Tom.
Way of saying goodbye?
Way you carry yourself,
We barely made it out here to the woods.
We can get back on the road, make some money.
We got every man with a gun out looking for him.
We got to find a doctor somewhere.
We heard them coming in the night.
We just drove four days to Virginia.
We just drove four days to Virginia.
We need these goddamn birds to win!
We need to set up another fight.
We're all gonna be like Mingo.
We're going by train to New York to visit my cousin.
We've been riding like this for three days.
Well, got you to watch over everybody.
Well, got you to watch over everybody.
Well, I ain't afraid of your daddy.
Well, I ain't trying to be
Well, maybe not.
Well, she's almost past having babies.
Well, uh, maybe he could wait a year.
Well, you a damn fool if you ain't got him tied up good.
What a row!
What do I always say?
What don't come from Africa, according to you?
What happened to your ******?
What have I ever done to you, sir?
What have you ******s done to my farm?
What is it you want from me?
What Mingo do to you?
What the hell you doing, boy?
What the hell you know about children?
What we got is a bond.
What would we do?
What you got, boy? What you got?
What you know about that?
What you need me to come for?
What you saying?
What you think gonna happen if Massa Tom get killed?
What you think we is, friends?
What'd I tell you?
What's going on here?
What's good for birds is good for men.
What's her name?
What's this say, Kizzy?
When I was a boy, I'd spend a day like this
When Mingo and me go out and fight.
When the number's right,
When you come back, I'll have papers
Whenever and wherever you say.
Where my babies?
Where the hell do you think you're going?
Where we going, Massa?
Where y'all coming from?
Where you get all this finery?
Where's everybody going?
Whew!
Which makes his daddy a lucky man.
While traveling to buy gamecocks for me.
White man respecting an old ****** like Mingo?
White preacher don't let no slave preacher man
Who that Englishman think he is?
Who's best in our noble sport.
Who's freely deciding to carry this tray
Whoa, you! Hup!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa! Hit him! Don't tickle him!
Whoa.
Whole families dead.
Whole lot more than just me.
Whole lot.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whoo!
Whose blood that is?
Whose blood that is?
Why ain't nobody find him yet?
Why are you here?
Why don't you pour me a drink, Kizzy?
Why is that man always showing off your boy?
Will stop to hear the word of the Lord,
Win even more than they do now.
Win every cock fight, make you real rich.
With 10 brothers and sisters...
With his secret feed in it.
With horse droppings and Irish.
With someone who loves running tail as much as you,
With them roosters, I can do anything.
Worst things in the world... pip, distemper, apoplexy,
Wouldn't make no sense to say
Write it.
Write that paper, right here.
Yeah, boys!
Yeah!
Yeah! Whoo hoo!
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yes, ma'am.
Yes, Mama.
Yes, Mama.
Yes, Massa.
Yes, Massa.
Yes, Massa.
Yes, Massa.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Yes!
Yes.
You a better bird man than me.
You a fine man, George.
You a free man?
You a shadow on a moonless night.
You ain't a man!
You ain't free, George.
You ain't hardly here, Mingo.
You ain't never been beat. I don't overwork you.
You ain't never been gone this long before, George.
You ain't never met a girl like me.
You ain't nowhere near the man my daddy was.
You ain't the only one know about African tradition.
You and that girl connived this whole coming together.
You are Kunta Kinte.
You bucket of piss!
You can all win it back at the next county fair.
You can build Matilda a cabin at my place.
You can expect it.
You can forget about me buying that Matilda gal.
You can game a bird for 10 years.
You can't do this! You hear me?!
You can't make no plans depend on Massa.
You can't.
You challenged me.
You crave wonderment, jubilation, revelation!
You declaring your intention?
You do what Mingo tells you to do.
You don't do nothing till I say so.
You don't have half it.
You don't know pee clean like a good turpentine.
You don't listen.
You don't love nothing but money and a whiskey jug!
You don't win, what happen to all of us?
You earned it.
You ever preach from the book of Exodus?
You expect me to sell you
You fine!
You get him, Mingo!
You get to making babies, increase my stock.
You go.
You gonna kill Massa Tom?
You good at exercising your mouth,
You got my feed?
You got something to say to me, boy?
You got to fight hard if you want to stay alive.
You have a place here with people who love you,
You hear me?
You here to keep this family going, to survive.
You just a flim flam fool
You just expect me to let you go?
You keep it up every Sunday.
You look awful, and you stink.
You look pretty in this light, Kizzy.
You low bastard, Tom Lea!
You mean so much to me.
You need to be with Matilda now.
You need to come home, Massa!
You need to learn!
You never did a hard day's work in your life.
You over there?
You pushed me hard.
You put on a good show for your Massa, didn't you?
You really are the trash everybody says you is!
You scared of them birds?
You see me giggling and swooning?
You see, wealth gathered by vanity will diminish.
You settle this however the hell you will.
You sneaking 'round 'hind my back?
You start a new life.
You staying around these parts?
You strong like nobody else.
You strong. You fine, you hear me?
You sure Massa say I should come?
You sure this good for the bird?
You take this sword.
You take us home. Now!
You think I don't know I'm his son?
You think I'd leave my family here with you?
You think I'm just gonna let you go?
You think you can throw me out like some used up old bird
You think you doing this for your family.
You think you Massa Tom?
You think your money makes you a man?
You thinking maybe one tiny piece of him inside the same.
You toss away money like you feeding it to the hens.
You vouch for them?
You want to keep fighting gamecocks with Mingo and me,
You will proceed with swords until one of you is dead.
You win this for me, and I'll set you free.
You won me lots of money, sir.
You won't tell Massa Tom I been teaching you.
You'd never think of rising up with no slaves
You're gonna help.
You're my only true friend.
You're still a slave, too.
You've acquired debt on your farm
You've been bragging to George
You've known me since I was a child.
Your bid is clear and ready.
Your boy has his own life now.
Your Chicken George has skill.
Your daddy's long gone.
Your first shot, Mr. Lea.
Your grandpapa, Kunta Kinte.
Your hat, sir?
Your mama the only reason we're alive.
Your man has a rare skill.
Your son say you a woman of, uh, faith.
2,000 dollars.
10,000 dollars it is.
10,000 dollars? Massa, you ain't got that much.
10,000 dollars.
20?
Amen! Amen!
Come on, boy. Come on, Mingo!
Come on, Red! Fight the cock, boy!
Come on! Come on!
Fight him, Mingo! Get him!
George! George! George! Tilda!
Get up! Get him!
Gonna bring me luck, boy? Yes, Massa.
Hallelujah Amen!
Hold on. Hold on. Move away or I'll whop you again.
Kill him! Fight him!
No more running for you, boy. No! No!
No, Massa! I yield! I yield!
Step back, gentlemen. Come on, Mingo!
Thank God. Oh, God.
Tom! Tom!
We with Massa Tom... Hey!
You ever seen anything so beautiful? Unh unh.
...and Farnie Deets.
...shall face destruction.
'Cause a full belly is a righteous belly!
'cause I ain't never gonna get it.
'cause I want so bad for us to be away from him.
'Cause if you did, George, I'd blow your goddamn head off.
'Cause Massa Tom says I can help.
'cause of gossip and tall tale.
'Cause then they gonna kill you, and that would rip me apart.
'Cause these birds, they from across the sea.
'Course, nobody knows you.
"... favorable on a cool day."
"The first cut of...
"Thy lips are as the honeycomb.
"Tom Lea is a gentleman."
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