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Tonight, we present a landmark
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Alex Haley uncovered...

... in his 12-year search across
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We want you, nigger.

A film spanning more than 100 years.
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Hear me, oh, African.
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Now, we are proud to present
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Roots.

Omoro!

We have...

...a very strong son.

Being born is hard work.

We will give him a very good life.

We've given him life.

Good or not good,
that is for Allah to say.

- What do you call him?
- We call him baby boy.

We will call him that until
his father chooses a name for him...

...eight days from today.

- Peace be unto you.
- And unto you, brother.

- You are the most important man here.
- That is true.

Tell me.
You know about these things.

Should a child be named
after a person or a thing?

There are no rules.

Either way he will take on
attributes of that name.

A person or a thing?
It shall be for you to choose.

I hope, Brima Cesay,
that you won't be...

...offended if I say that you
have helped very little.

Omoro, do you believe
your wife has been faithful to you?

Brima, why, yes! I know she has.

Then you are truly the father
of the child?

If the child is yours,
so is the problem.

I have lessons I must teach.

Kunta Kinte.

Behold...

...the only thing greater
than yourself.

Three years at the helm of the Mary
Rose. Impressive, Captain Davies.

Thanks, Mr. Vilars.

May I ask why you left the Mary Rose?

The ship was sold to another owner,
who refused to honor my contract.

As simple as that?

A man keeps his word or
he does not. They did not.

There was nothing to say.

Captain, your credentials are fine.
The best I've seen.

Good enough to lay any doubts to rest.

Captain Davies...

...your vessel, sir.

The Lord Ligonier?

- Yes. She'll be ready by month's end.
- Her cargo?

Tobacco, from here to England...

...hardware of various sorts
from England to Gambia...

...there to pick up available spices.

What need of the hardware?

Our main cargo will consist of slaves.

We'll be taking on slaves.

I see.

Welcome aboard.

Kunta Kinte, Kunta Kinte!
Come finish your food.

- But, I'm all...
- No, you are not. Come finish it.

Yes, Mother.

How is the she-goat?

Her belly is large.
She'll have the kid soon.

Before the next moon. Maybe twins.

If she had twins, you would find
some way to take the credit.

My breakfast bowl is empty now.

Feed the goats.

- All right.
- Take care.

Yes, I will.

He works well with our goats.

I know.

You might tell him so.

He tells himself often enough.

He's 15 rains. All boys of 15 rains
have a partnership with impatience.

That will pass.

As quickly as yours passed, Omoro?

Kunta, it is so.
I know it is absolutely so.

If you know then, how are we taken
to manhood training?

A hood is placed over a boy's head.

Then he is taken to the secret
place of manhood.

When he returns he knows
everything men must know.

And his foto is like that of a man's.

His foto?

The foto of a man and that of a
child are not the same, you know.

But do you know how this difference
gets done?

There is cutting and blood.

The she-goat!

Kunta! Come back!

Can I help?

I must do it.

Father.

The she-goat?

Yes, Father. There was a leopard.

- You're not harmed?
- No. I drove it off, but...

How did you drive it off?
All you have is a slingshot.

That's what I used.

- There is much you have to learn.
- Yes, my father.

The first thing is that
all men make mistakes.

I lost a goat to a lion
when I was your age.

This I received from the lion,
and I learned.

Now you must learn from this.

Never run toward
any dangerous animal. Never.

Do you understand me?

- Yes, Papa.
- You said?

- Yes, Father.
- Good.

Then that is all that needs
to be said on this matter.

Don't forget to bring firewood home.

No, Father. I will not forget.

We took on 250 pair of
wrist shackles.

Two hundred and fifty, yes. Go on.

Same number of neck rings.

Two hundred and fifty neck rings.

- Chains and shackles to outfit.
- Yes.

- Two dozen thumbscrews.
- Thumbscrews?

Are those necessary?

They have an advantage. If you're
looking to punish a nigger...

...that's one way of doing it
without damaging the goods.

Have you ever seen a thumb
after a thumbscrew's been used?

Yes, sir. Many a times.

But a comely nigger bitch is rarely
bought for the way her thumbs look.

Thumbscrews, two dozen.

Last item. Two branding irons
marked double "L"...

...for the Lord Ligonier.

Aye, captain. Necessary.

Weigh anchor tomorrow?

No. We'll stay dockside
for two more days.

I prefer to set sail on the Sabbath.

Seems the Christian thing to do.

Aye, sir. Whatever you say.
Thank you, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Slater.

- Do you know what Sitafa said today?
- How would I?

He said that some have
heard axes in the woods.

Some think it's the white toubob.
You know what I think?

I think work's being done
in the place for manhood training.

That's possible.

Do you think I'm right?

Women do not know of such things.

I do not think women should be
speaking of such things.

Kunta.

You have been a very good boy.

I want you to know that.
A very good boy.

Our boy has just left.
A man will return.

Don't fight, boy. Come on.

This way.

You must go.

Quiet!

Face this way.

Hoods off!

I am the Kintango. Kintango.

As children must not anger their
fathers, you must not anger Kintango.

As dry grass does not challenge
the fire, you will not challenge me.

You will do everything
I tell you to do.

You will do it when I tell you,
for as long as I tell you to do it.

I am the Kintango!

Children left Juffure village,
if men are to return.

You must arrest your fears...

...for a fearful person
is a weak person...

...and a weak person is a danger
to his family...

...to his village...

...and to his tribe.

If any are unable to become men...

...you'll be treated forever
as children...

...by your families,
by all in the village.

You will never be allowed to marry...

...for your offspring will be weak...

...and unworthy of our people.

I won't permit you to be unworthy.

I think he's trying to make us afraid.

- They do not have to try anymore.
- I'm not afraid.

What is your name?

Kunta Kinte.

Kunta Kinte.

Yes, sir.

Sit.

If there was a tribal war...

...and the enemy was
nearly surrounded...

...what should be done next?

We will fully surround the enemy.

No. The goal of war is not to kill.

The goal of war is to win.

By surrounding the enemy,
you force him only to fight harder.

If you leave him an escape route...

...he will leave and less blood
will be spilled on both sides.

For a warrior of the Mandinka,
courage is not enough.

But, sir.
Won't the enemy attack you again?

It is impossible to kill an enemy.

You may kill a man,
but his son is your new enemy.

A warrior respects another warrior,
even when he is his enemy.

A warrior kills only to protect his
family or to avoid being a slave.

We believe not in death,
but in life...

...and there is no object more
valuable than a man's life.

The way of the Mandinka is not easy...

...but it is best.

Everything all right, sir?

Yes, Mr. Slater.
Everything seems fine.

I was checking to see
if all is in readiness down here.

Everything's ready, sir.
Make no mistake about that.

How many men do you think
we'll be able to fit in here?

Begging the captain's pardon...

...we'll be taking on women
as well as men.

Women take up less space
than the bucks.

What you have to estimate
is how many women to how many men.

There's a certain mix...

...that's the most efficient
and profitable, sir.

How many, Mr. Slater?

A hundred and seventy,
more or less.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Tell me, Mr. Slater...

...how many voyages like this one
have you made?

Oh, my, sir, that's a poser now.

I'd say... 18.

Eighteen!

That's 17 more than I've made,
so I would imagine that...

...below decks, you're the expert.

That's very kind of you, captain.

What are they like...

...the blacks?

They're just a different
kind of breed, sir.

A man breeds a dog for hunting...

...and breeds another sort of dog
for his family.

Blacks are slow-minded but strong.

They're made for slavery
like you're made to run this ship.

The natural order of things, eh?

Yes. Yes, I could
understand that, I suppose.

It's good for them,
us taking them like that.

They're better off for it, sir.

I'm not sure I understand
that part, Mr. Slater.

For one thing,
there's Christianity.

We're bringing them
to a Christian land.

That's better for them than
the heathen Allah they got now.

That's the first thing.
Second is...

...we're saving them from being eaten
by their own kind.

They do that, you know.
Cannibals, all of them.

As I said before, Mr. Slater...

...below decks, you're the expert.

- I'll get us there and back.
- That's good.

I'll keep as many alive
as can be kept alive.

Well, then...

...we'll both be doing our job,
Mr. Slater.

Surely that's as it should be.

Aye, aye, captain.
You leave the cargo to me.

I speak their language,
you might say.

Their language?

So to speak. They have no language...
No need of it.

Just grunts and groans.

Ability to wrestle is ability
to uphold the honor of your village.

It is a test of strength.

The stronger you are,
the more honor to your people.

You learn to shoot a bow
by watching.

You learn to track prey
by listening to hunters.

But there is only one way
to learn to wrestle...

...and that is to do it.

Who will be first?

Kunta Kinte.

Very well.

Who will be next?

And now who will be next?

I'm not strong or brave enough
to be a man.

We're all strong enough.

We will all be men.
You will see.

Kunta Kinte.

Kunta Kinte...

...a panther has courage.
So does a wart hog.

Which kind of courage
should a man have?

The best kind.

If it is for certain
that you are not yet a man...

...and that is for certain...

...then you are certainly
not a philosopher.

"The best kind" is not an answer,
Kunta Kinte.

- Well, a wart hog's courage.
- Why?

A wart hog never retreats
or gives up.

- Hunters admire the wart hog's courage.
- That's right.

- They say a wart hog is very brave.
- That's right.

And all the hunters usually end up
killing that wart hog.

They all usually end up eating
that brave wart hog.

I should have given up
when we were wrestling?

We were not wrestling.
I was wrestling.

You were charging and flying
and landing.

You were the wart hog,
Kunta Kinte.

Thank you for teaching me
these things.

You may go.

- Thank you.
- You already thanked me.

Oh, yes, sir.

Kunta Kinte.

I can teach you many things,
but I cannot teach you courage.

Not even a wart hog's courage.

That is something you will
take with you wherever you go.

What did he say?

He wanted me to tell him
a few things about wrestling.

Land ho!

Where away?

Three points off the port bow, sir!

- Congratulations, sir.
- Thank you, Mr. Slater.

Africa.

Kunta Kinte, here is your task.

You are to leave this camp
and catch a bird.

Not kill the bird,
mind you, but catch it...

... and return with it
alive and well.

Ow! Wait!

- Look what you did!
- Sorry!

- I didn't mean to...
- Father! Father!

But, sir, I am
a Mandinka warrior!

I no think you Mandinka warrior.
Not yet.

I'm training to be a warrior
and I'm assigned...

To speak to your elders
without giving your name?

No. I am Kunta Kinte, a Mandingo,
from the village of Juffure.

Peace to you, Kunta.
I am Kadi Touray.

I am traveling with my family
to Kerewan. Is it far?

I have been assigned to catch a bird
without using a weapon and...

And to knock over my midday meal
and not apologize to my daughter?

No, I have been assigned to...

Kunta Kinte, my daughter, Fanta.

- Peace to you.
- Peace to you, Kunta Kinte.

My daughter that you were
going to apologize to...?

I'm sorry for not apologizing louder
when you hit me.

It's one day to Kerewan.

- Peace to you.
- Peace to you always.

Peace to you, warrior.
I hope you catch your bird.

Keep moving!

Go on, move! Move!

Damn it!

Kunta Kinte, are you
to be a child forever?

You were sent to catch a bird.
Did you forget?

I did not forget.

Then you decided to disobey...

I saw white men.

What did you say?

I said, I saw white men.

Slater!

It's been six months.
How are you?

Older but not wiser,
Mr. Gardener.

Meet Captain Davies.
Captain, this is Mr. Gardener.

Bring any rum?

Yes.

Fine, let's talk.

To your health, captain.

A welcome to Africa, you see.

Thank you, Mr. Gardener.
Very kind of you.

Now then, captain...

...can you tell me how many blacks
your vessel will hold?

One hundred and seventy.

One hundred and seventy?
You people think this is easy to do.

It ain't. There's ships
slaving everywhere.

Competition the likes of which
you ain't never seen.

If I can't catch enough blacks...

...I buy them from their own chiefs,
and they're pricey.

I have neither time nor temperament
to hear your price-raising maneuvers.

Moneys will be discussed later.

The question now is, can you capture
or buy 170 healthy blacks...

...and deliver them to my ship?

I'll capture some. I'll buy some,
I'll fill your hold.

I'll deliver.

For the rest of your lives,
you must be on guard...

...against white toubob
and their black traitors.

Listen closely to me
and do as I say...

...or you may be stolen and taken
to a place outside our world...

...forever.

Never be alone when you can help it.

Never be out at night
when you can help it.

And if you are alone, always keep away
from any high weeds or bushes.

If ever you see much smoke
away from any village...

...it is the white man's fires,
which are always too big.

And when you are close
to where he was...

...his scent remains in the air.
It is a smell like a wet chicken.

And most importantly, remember that
Kunta Kinte saw the white man...

...less than two days' walk
from where we are now.

The white man...

...is here.

There now remains but one more test
on the path to manhood.

It has to do with your fotos.

You have seen that a man's foto
and a child's foto are not the same.

This change will be made
in our traditional way by cutting.

Hold out your fotos.

This paste takes away the feeling,
so there will be less pain.

This thing to be done...

...also was done
to us and our forefathers...

...so that you will also become,
all of us, men together.

You will soon return as men
to your homes and to your farms...

...and in time you will marry...

...and life everlasting
will spring from your loins.

Which of you will speak to be first?

I have your things
all packed for you.

You are a man now, and a man
must have his own hut.

- You cannot stay with us now.
- I know that.

Yes. Your things are inside.

Here is your spoon
and bowl and cup...

...as well as your sleeping mat.
Ah, sleeping mat...

Now that there is room
in this corner...

...your father will build a shelf
for my needles and threads...

...so that your little brother
will not lose what I need, and...

Your father built a hut for you.
It is next to Brima Cesay.

- I will find it.
- And you will thank your father.

A woman should not tell a man
what to do.

Excuse me.

Here are your things.

Thank you.

Grandmother, peace unto you!
What are you doing?

Warrior! Hunter! You were a dirty-
bottomed baby when I first saw you!

When you forget that,
I'll remind you again!

You can grow as tall as a tree,
I will still be your grandmother!

And you will still respect me,
do you hear me?

I hear you.

And do you understand that you
do not know everything...

...cannot do everything...

...and that Allah is still considered
greater than you?

I understand that, yes.

That's good.

But now that you are a man...

...what will you do?

Sit under that tree
with the other men...

...and make important decisions?

- Is that it?
- I do not yet know.

Well, while you are waiting to see...

...there is a good thing
you can do for your mother.

There were tears when you were away.

There was sadness, Kunta.

She mentioned building a shelf
but said Father would do that.

What about Lamin, your baby brother?

Is there something
you can give him?

A gift for him would touch
your mother.

Do you think he would like a drum?

Oh, I know he would.

Good. I'll make a drum
for my brother.

Tomorrow I will hunt for a log
to make such a drum.

Again!

Get back in line!

Get in there! Get in there!

Hurry! Hurry!

Come on, move!

Come on!

Get in there!

Move!

Put more irons in that fire!

Move!

Come on!

- Next!
- Get in there!

A week or two more, sir.
Unless you wait to carry 200.

I expressed my wish.

Aye, that you did, sir.
It's all a matter of philosophy.

- Philosophy?
- Aye, sir.

It's a question
of loose or tight pack.

If we used tight pack, we'd pack
them in laying on their sides...

...like they was silver spoons, to
get 14-inch shelf space to a nigger.

We can carry 200 of them.

How many will we have left alive,
by your reckoning?

That's hard to say.

More will die...

...but we start with more.

Well, it's my responsibility,
Mr. Slater.

- A hundred seventy is enough.
- Aye, sir.

Some agree.
Loose pack has its point.

Better chance of bringing more
through the passage.

Mr. Slater.

Is there another cask of rum about?

I'm sure there is. I'll see to it.

I thought you didn't drink, sir.

I have done many things
on this voyage...

...that I've never done before.

Kunta Kinte.

Omoro!

My son.

Kunta!

Come on.
Stay in line, let's go.

You heard him, let's go.
Move, move!

Come on, move.
Yeah, move them. Move.

Bring them all over here.

Step along now, step along.

Come on, in you go, in you go.
Come on.

All right, lock it up.

Kunta Kinte.

Your family?

My family is well.
I know they are.

- Your family is well?
- They'll be coming after us.

I know they will be.

Only you were taken?

It was nighttime...

...but I am sure
my father fought them off.

You saw my father.

He is a very great man.

A very great warrior.

Were there many who raided your camp?

Yes.

Did you hear your father cry out?

Did he call your name?

Did he just cry out?

He just cried out.

You still have two sons, Binta.

But now one is
forever outside your embrace.

Forever outside of us all.

Allah!

Allah!

- Lay aloft! Check the topsail.
- Aye, sir.

Hands to the braces...

...handsomely, handsomely.

Aye, sir. Topsail secure.

Lay the starboard sheet.

Kunta. Kunta Kinte!

Wrestler...

...will they come after us,
our warriors?

We're too far. The
canoe-house has traveled three days.

Our warriors will follow.

There is no trail
to follow in the water.

Then we are alone.

There are other Mandinka men.
I heard a shout.

Kunta! Kunta Kinte!

Kunta, listen to me.

Listen to me. There are other tribes.
I've heard them.

The Wolof, the Fulani, the Serere,
and some I do not know.

We are not alone.

Wrestler...

...when the boat moved,
my stomach came up and spilled.

I am ashamed.

Do not be ashamed.
It happened to me.

Yes. Now when my stomach comes up,
there is nothing.

Only bitter spit.

Wrestler, I am a man, a warrior!

We have been chained in the
white man's boat for many days.

Allah sees.

He understands.

He knows you are a man.
He knows!

Is there anything else?

Aye, sir.

Time they got on deck and danced.
Exercise, keep them in condition.

Gives us a chance
to muck out the hold.

Their stench.
A bile-puking smell down there.

We can cull out those
not worth feeding.

Yes, yes, yes.

And look over the wenches.

I am Christian
and I command a Christian ship!

- Aye, sir.
- I will not lead men into sin.

Sin?

Fornication.

Pardon me, but you ain't never sailed
a slave ship before.

What are you getting at?

You gotta give the men
their ease in their off-duty.

It don't hurt the cargo.
In fact, it's good for them.

This is how we bring
heathen souls to Christ?

Captain, sir, if I was you,
with all respect...

...I'd leave the gospel
to private prayer.

And Sunday meetings, of course.

Very well. That will be all.

Aye, captain.
Do you want a belly-warmer then?

That will be all!

Aye, aye, captain.

Allah...

...Allah the merciful.

Allah...

...the all-powerful.

Allah the compassionate.

Please...

...hear my prayers.

Allah.

Allah, please.

Look alive. Look alive!

Lay above deck.

What is it?

I do not know.

If they let me out of here...

...I'll jump off this boat
and swim to the riverbank.

Hurry.

Come on, come on. Let's go.
Move, move, move.

Come on, get out of there!
Move, you monkeys.

There is no riverbank.

Wrestler, where's the riverbank?

Where is the earth?

The earth is gone!

Hurry along! Come on. Over here.

Don't blame you for standing windward.
They stink fierce.

First batch on deck.

Want to look them over?

I do not.

Appear a likely cargo, sir.

We'll lose some to flux.

- Mr. Slater.
- Aye, sir?

Let's get them clean, please.

Aye, sir. I believe in clean cargo.

Cleanliness is next to godliness.
It pays off in pounds and pence.

- Mr. Slater.
- Yes, sir.

On your feet.

Come on, you dirty heathens.
Let's go!

Carry on with your duties.

Aye, sir. Heave away, bo's'n!

Get those wenches up and forward.

Handsomely!

Get them up and dance them,
damn your eyes!

I want them well-danced.

I want them exercised.

Jump! Jump!

Get them up!

All of you. Keep jumping.
Higher. Higher!

What is it that they're saying?

How would a white man know?

African mumbo jumbo is what it is,
more than likely.

I don't understand their language
but I can guess what they're saying.

What might that be?

They're telling us to sleep lightly.

But then I've not slept well
since this voyage began.

I know the wherefore of that,
I believe.

Possibly you do.

Hold it. You'll get some.

Kunta.

Kunta.

Kunta Kinte.

You do not eat?

When I eat the white man's food,
I throw up.

So do I.
But eat the food, Kunta.

Listen to me...

...listen carefully.

You're a warrior.

A warrior must eat,
to be strong to kill his enemy.

Eat the white man's food.

Live, Kunta. Live and be strong.

Be strong to kill the white man.

Hey, Tom. We got
a dead one over here.

Another one?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's dead all right.
Open them.

Mr. Slater!

There goes a hundred guineas
to the sharks.

Dearest Elizabeth:

If only...

...you could...

...know...

...how much I regret
having taken this command...

...not only because I am apart
from you and the children...

...but because it...

Yes? Who is it?

Mr. Slater, with something
for your chill.

Come in, Mr. Slater.

Here you are.

Mr. Slater!

I've told you
my views on fornication.

Yes, sir. You did, right enough.

Just a belly-warmer, sir.

Little flesh,
take the chill off cold sheets.

Shouldn't be a problem for you,
a high-born Christian man.

I'll be by to fetch her
in the morning. Sleep well.

I do not approve of fornication.

My name is Thomas.

It's my Christian name.

Well, now...

What'll I call you?

Of course.

You don't understand
anything I say, do you?

Merciful heaven...

Kunta.

Kunta!

Wrestler, I was dreaming.

I dreamed I was hunting.

Running faster than
I ever ran before.

- Listen to me.
- I was hunting...

...a great bird
whose wings stretched...

...from one riverbank to the other.

It turned and flew towards me...

...and I saw it was all white.

All white.

Its great flapping wings
swallowed me up.

And choked me.

They choked me.

I opened my eyes...

...and I was here.

In the belly of that terrible bird.

We will kill the white man
and we will go home.

It's in Allah's hands.

It is in our hands.
Allah made us warriors.

Mandinka warriors.

When we were up in the sun,
I counted them.

I saw 20 with knives and killing-
sticks that make fire.

Ten more are in the long poles
pulling the ropes and great cloths.

And the chief who stands and watches.

There are 40 of us taken up out
of here together. I have listened.

Three times the Wolof
beats the drums.

That means there are 160 people.

Some are women.

But at least 100 are men.

With 100 warriors, a chief could
raid a village and take the cattle.

With chains on their feet?

You have seen the iron they
put in the hole and turn...

...and the ankle-irons open?
One of them wears it on his neck.

I could get it.

If we had a plan.

If we had a signal when
we could all move.

But we're different men.

We can't talk.
We're different tribes.

Men chained together are brothers.

We are all one village.

Who cannot speak the same words.

Who is Mandinka?

Who speaks the language
of the Mandinka?

I am Okiyu, the wrestler,
from the village of Jaihutswa.

Who is Mandinka?

I am Mandinka. I am Bowayo,
from the village Kafure.

Falilu, from Ubowa.

Oetebu, from the Fatawbe village.

Listen, Mandinka.

Those who speak other words,
words of the Wolof...

...of the Serere, the Fulani...

...talk to the man chained to you.

Teach him your words. Learn his.

We will be one village.

We will destroy our enemies.

And we will be one village!

We will kill!

We will win!

We will live!

We will live!

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