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(Dana breathing heavily)

(Kevin groans, coughs)

(Kevin groans)

Kevin.

Kevin, I'm so sorry. I...

I...

Everything was happening so fast. I didn't mean...

It was instinct. I'm sorry.

Where's Rufus?

I don't know.

Rufus?

You go that way, I'll go this way.

Blow your whistle if you find him first.

RUFUS: Carrie.

(Rufus coughing)

Carrie.

KEVIN: Where the fuck are you, kid?

Hold it right there, fella.

You think I don't know a thief when I see one?

What? No. No. No, no.

I'm not a thief. I'm a friend.

I'm a friend of the Wey... of, uh, of the Weylins, of Tom.

I'm Kevin.

What's your name?

-(Rufus groaning) -DANA: Rufus?

RUFUS: Over here.

Rufus. Oh, my God.

(whistle blows)

I... I think you should follow me.

(Rufus groaning)

Is this what made you sick?

-KEVIN: Dana? -DANA: Kevin.

Hey, I think it's alcohol poisoning.

Slave and I heard a child in distress.

It was Rufus, so, uh, we came running for help.

-Rufus. -(Rufus groaning)

God damn.

You'd think your daddy's son could hold his liquor.

Dana?

What happened?

Rufus has had himself a little party.

Jake, you can go on and get back to work.

-He okay? -Yeah, I think so.

Carrie came to me running, crying.

Dragged me all the way out here. Course she couldn't tell me why.

Must have been with Young Marse Rufus

when he took ill.

I take that back, Rufus.

You're a lot more like your daddy than I thought.

(laughs)

I said get back in the fields.

Have you lost your mind?

Drinking in here with young marse.

RUFUS: Carrie didn't do nothing wrong.

I'm the one who stole the whiskey.

Let's, uh, get him to the kitchen, sober him up.

I'll take you both to the cookhouse.

(Rufus groaning)

DANA: Hey, hey, Kevin.

Before everything,

Denise told me that Carrie's a family name.

You're related to Carrie?

I think that's why I'm here.

I think I'm supposed to...

secure the family line or something.

If anything happens to Carrie, I don't exist.

KEVIN: Holy shit, Dana.

Was Jake giving you much trouble back there?

-The new overseer? Sorta. -(chuckles) Overseer?

He calls himself that?

After Mr. Broadus sold his land,

the Marse Tom plantation near doubled in size.

Marse thought I could use a helping hand,

so he brought in Jake,

Margaret's little cousin.

Jake works for you?

I would not call what Jake does "working."

Ms. Olivia said you'd be back someday,

but I didn't think it'd be this long.

I suppose you'll be wanting to see her.

(chatter)

Carrie, we had a ham from the smokehouse.

LUKE: Make room for Marse Rufus.

(Rufus groaning)

Somebody get me some water.

Something wrong with him?

LUKE: The boy's drunk.

He don't seem drunk.

Uh, coffee will help.

Oh, coffee?

I'm sorry, sir, I ain't learned to make that just yet.

-Where's Sarah? -LUKE: She's in town.

Winnie here, she's been handling supper of late.

And where have you been all morning?

Don't act like you don't hear me.

LUKE: I can take you both to Miss Olivia,

but it has to be now.

Before Miss Margaret and Marse Tom

come back with Nigel.

(groans) You can't go.

What if Kevin stays here with you?

KEVIN: You're not leaving without me.

Someone has to watch after Rufus.

What if you get scared? I'm gonna be stranded.

No, you won't.

Every time he thinks he's gonna die, I come back.

Okay? If anything happens to me,

-just make sure that happens. -Sure, okay.

You're not gonna have to do that. Okay?

But I'm not gonna let you get stuck here. I promise.

Here.

Tylenol for Rufus.

DANA: Why isn't Sarah cooking as much?

Fell from Tom's favor.

I'd say it started a few months back

when Miss Margaret overheard Sarah calling her a bitch.

(chuckles)

Things between the two of them, they're getting pretty vile.

Sarah always took it too far.

That's around when Tom bought Winnie.

It sure wasn't for her talents in the kitchen.

Why did he buy her?

Tom likes to have himself a girl.

Right now, that's Winnie.

Olivia said you'd be back,

but she never said nothing about Mr. Kevin.

What's he to you, anyway?

I know he not your master.

Uh, it's complicated.

What else did she say about me?

Just that she knew you way back when.

Not much more than that.

-RUFUS: Where's Dana? -She'll be back soon.

-My head hurts. -KEVIN: Keep drinking the coffee.

You know, Rufus,

alcohol is not something you want to be playing with.

Why'd you steal it?

I was bored.

Why don't you play with your friends instead?

I don't got no friends.

Daddy either sold 'em or they got to work now.

I didn't have a lot of friends when I was your age either.

RUFUS: Well, how did you find Dana?

(knocking)

Hey.

OLIVIA: You made it back.

(chuckles)

Well...

come on in then.

DANA: I brought some supplies

in case there's anything you need.

Wait. Is this...

Oh, my God.

Oh!

(chuckles) I could die.

I haven't tasted chocolate or coconut in... how long?

Mmm!

I can't stay long. Kevin's back at the house.

You brought that white boy back?

Yeah, well, every time I come here,

I get beat up or poisoned, so...

Girl, I ain't poison you.

I scared you.

And it worked, didn't it?

I got you out of here.

Yeah, for a couple hours.

A couple of hours has been three years for me.

Three years really stuck here.

No.

No, you're not stuck.

It made the trip.

So you can too.

OLIVIA: That's just a piece of metal.

What do you...

Things have changed, Dana.

There is no more going back for me, not anymore.

There is no easy way to say this, but...

Alice and I are leaving Maryland.

We're heading north.

You're what?

Maybe as far as Canada if we can.

-So you're just gonna leave me? -She's my responsibility. I...

You said you were gonna find someone to take care of her.

-OLIVIA: I tried. -She's not even your kid!

OLIVIA: Dana.

Look at what is happening here.

All around you.

There are people who are suffering.

Real people.

People who need to be taken care of.

That's what I've chosen to do with my situation.

Our situation.

There's actually more you could be doing.

You could be helping other folks.

Instead of worrying about me,

why don't you ask yourself...

what should you be doing?

(knock at door)

LUKE: It's time I head back.

Dana, you need a ride, or are you good to find your way back

-on your own? -Nope. Coming with you.

(clatter)

LUKE: What's the matter?

(Dana sobs)

I don't know. (sobs)

Mr. Franklin. What a wonderful surprise!

Have you been waiting long?

Rufus, you're fidgeting. What is the matter?

Oh, he's just got a little chill.

Nothing to worry about.

Still a man of, uh, fashion, I see. (chuckles)

MARGARET: Well, where's his coat?

Let's get him dressed.

To what do we owe this unforeseen visit?

Well, you see, I was just, uh,

traveling north back home.

Passing through.

Thought I'd say hello while I was in Maryland

And your slave? Have you sold her?

Sol... Oh, no, no! Oh, no, no. Uh, just sent her on an errand.

You know, Kevin, last time you were here, around Christmas,

I recall the festivities got a little out of hand.

-Yes, and I'm so sorry for that. -Nonsense.

I assume you fled into the night out of embarrassment,

but no matter.

What you told me then about Broadus', uh, deviance,

I let him know that my silence came at a price.

He signed his land over to me the very next day.

Virgin soil.

We doubled our crop output every year since.

Well, Mr. Franklin, you must stay for supper.

-TOM: Absolutely. -(Margaret chuckles)

MARGARET: This way.

SARAH: There is no time to make another one.

WINNIE: But there is a slice missing.

Carrie, get over here.

Did you see who took this cake?

Carrie, I swear, if you don't tell me...

DANA: Rufus had a slice earlier in the barn.

-And who are you? -It's Dana.

Dana.

Rufus must have stole a slice this morning.

I saw him with it.

Is this true?

Now go on.

My cake's still ruined.

If you don't calm down and use your head...

Just cut it up into slices.

Shoot, Massa Tom don't care how your food tastes.

He know you gonna make it up to him tonight.

I'll be setting a table.

And you.

What brings you back into my cookhouse?

I go where Mr. Kevin goes.

And wasn't you with child last you left here?

I, um...

lost the baby.

Don't matter if they're gone with God or to Virginia.

Hurts the same.

Carrie all I got left.

I didn't notice a horse in our carriage house.

How did you get here, Mr. Franklin?

I walked.

You must be staying in Easton then.

I had wondered where your things were,

your instruments.

I don't suppose you were robbed again.

No, that would be crazy.

We're trying to...

I mean, I'm... I'm... I'm trying to live simply.

Mmm.

No. Thanks.

Not a smoking man.

You're no fun.

Winnie.

-Do come here. -Yes, Marse.

TOM: What...

Why are you not wearing your new dress?

I didn't want it getting dirty in the cookhouse, sir.

TOM: Mmm.

Well, do put it on before dinner, mmm?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Hmm.

I have her set up in her own lodging.

It's quite a privilege for a slave.

Oh, yeah.

Yes, I much prefer it

to ruttin' in the dirt like a pair of hogs,

and it...

provides us a modicum of privacy.

The other slaves refer to it as the Jezebel Cabin.

(laughs)

Which, I must confess, it delights me.

She provides a comfort I have not felt

since my Hannah departed.

It's only fitting that she wear her dress.

Hmm.

Dana, come help grind this.

When young Master Rufus stole that cake,

anything happen to him?

What do you mean?

He didn't get sick or nothing?

You mean from the whiskey?

What whiskey?

I put a little something in the icing.

DANA: What do you mean?

Two bites and won't nobody ask Winnie to cook supper ever again.

TOM: Mmm. Thank you, Winnie.

(Tom clears throat)

(leather squeaking)

Corn pudding was inedible.

No one touched it. Look around.

Apologies, Ms. Margaret.

(shoe squeaking)

TOM: Rufus.

(squeaking continues)

-I said stop, boy. -(squeaking stops)

(Margaret clears throat)

(knife scraping)

What did I say?

-It's my fault. -What?

I, uh, I gave him a cup of coffee earlier

to help his headache.

Tom, sit down, please.

You know, he's always like this, hmm?

Insolent and distracted. He evades education.

I mean, if you heard the boy read,

you'd think he came from the same pig farm as Jake.

Yeah, I noticed that you don't drink much, Mr. Franklin.

I've always found temperance in a man rather admirable.

Oh, thank you.

You know, Preacher Wilson tells us

that alcohol...

diverts us from a righteous path.

Shut up, Margaret.

Why don't you ask your son about his detour

from the righteous path this morning?

Jake, please don't.

TOM: What are you talking about?

I caught him in the tobacco barn.

Negress with him too.

Carrie.

Two of them was canoodling, I'm pretty reckon sure.

-Margaret. -How dare you?

JAKE: I'm just telling the truth.

Well, it is not true.

Ask him then.

He was there too.

Mr. Franklin, is this true?

Tom, I want that mute little slut gone.

-We were just playing. -Sit down.

I will not let her corrupt my son!

-Not under my own roof. -She's my friend!

She is a temptress.

Sell her along with her bitch mother

when you get rid of her at month's end.

Now, Rufus!

Rufus! Rufus!

You're a goddamn fool for saying that in front of Margaret.

I'm just telling the truth.

-Unlike some people. -Quiet!

-I told her. -JAKE: Hmm?

I cannot sell Sarah until Winnie is properly trained.

My house will fall into disarray.

(sighs)

You know, I had hoped to keep Carrie.

There's no point in losing a female in her prime.

But perhaps Margaret is correct.

And Carrie serves no purpose without Sarah.

Uh, please excuse me.

Hey. Hey. There you are.

Hey. Sorry, I got caught up with Sarah.

They want to sell Carrie and Sarah.

-What? -What'd you say?

Sarah.

My God, I knew they was preparing Winnie to take my place,

I knew it, but I never thought...

I've been here longer than that entire no-good family.

What did Tom say?

I don't think Tom wants to sell Carrie.

Margaret, she found out about Rufus and Carrie

being together in the tobacco barn earlier,

and she lost it.

Carrie's safe. Okay?

We can convince Tom to keep you.

We?

How you gonna convince him?

I will not be separated from my daughter.

I'd rather run.

MARGARET: Help!

Help! Help!

There's something wrong! Please!

(Tom groaning)

-RUFUS: Mommy? -(Tom groaning)

(Margaret vomiting, coughing)

(Jake and Tom vomiting and coughing)

(Margaret, Tom, and Jake groaning)

Maybe Carrie and I ought to run right now

while the white folk indisposed.

No. No, you can't run.

This is your home.

I will not let us get sold. You hear me?

I will not.

Even if that means I got to crawl through the dirt

and make it to Philadelphia.

-OLIVIA: Where would you even go? -I don't know.

Sarah. Sarah.

Look at me.

Look at me.

You're not gonna run, and you're not gonna get sold.

-I'm gonna take care of this. -SARAH: How?

What you gonna do?

I can't tell you. I... You just have to trust me.

Sarah spiraling is gonna fuck us.

DANA: Sarah told me she laced the cake with some root.

I don't know, but that's what made Rufus ill earlier,

not the alcohol.

She wanted to make everyone sick and blame it on Winnie.

And now she's threatening to run away with Carrie,

which is just as bad.

How is that just as bad?

Because she'll get caught.

She doesn't know what she's doing.

She'll get sold down south or worse,

and that will cosmically fuck me

because we need Carrie and Rufus here together.

I have a plan, but I can't tell if it's brilliant

or the dumbest thing I've ever done.

(Dana sighs)

I convince Winnie to run away.

Dana, no, that's... that's crazy.

You said it yourself, Tom needs a cook.

There are too many slaves to go without one.

That way, they'll have to keep Sarah and Carrie.

I'm gonna take her to Olivia's.

Winnie?

Why are you here?

Um...

Mr. Franklin sent you?

Mmm-mmm, no. Uh...

I came to warn you.

Warn me?

Tom wants to sell you.

Yeah, I heard him talking to Mr. Kevin.

-What happened wasn't my fault. -But that's not what Tom thinks.

Then I'll tell him myself.

He won't believe you.

Then I'll beg. I'll beg for forgiveness.

It's too late.

Last month, he sent a girl down to Carolina

for talking back.

I heard it's real bad down there.

I can make sure that doesn't happen to you.

How?

I'm not really a slave.

Then why are you here?

To help people,

people like you...

to be free.

Do you want to be free?

-I... I don't understand. -Do you want to be free?

I always knew Winnie was a shit cook,

but I never thought it would be this bad.

Maybe I ought to see Winnie tonight.

No. No.

You...

You don't want her to see you weakened.

Mmm.

Take a seat.

So... (clears throat)

...tell me, Kevin, what are your goals?

Goals?

TOM: Your intentions.

What has brought you here?

What is it you plan to do with yourself?

To own land?

Mr. Franklin...

let us tell each other the truth.

The truth?

I do not believe your belongings are in Easton.

Or that you have even procured lodging there.

You are penniless, are you not?

And you've come through here

hoping that I might provide some kind of patronage.

You're right. I...

I was hoping, uh,

that if... if you would allow it, Tom...

that I could stay here awhile.

You know, find a way to earn my keep.

Hmm...

Your honesty is appreciated.

Well, I suppose Rufus might benefit

from your music tutelage.

I do not have high hopes for the boy's musicality,

but you will do your best, hmm?

I, uh...

Thank you.

We'll discuss terms in the morning.

Are you okay? Winnie.

Are you okay?

-DANA: Let's go. -WINNIE: Are you sure?

DANA: Yes.

(sighs) Come on, Dana.

Where are you?

WINNIE: We close?

Should be somewhere around here.

So...

where were you before you came to Easton?

WINNIE: Virginia.

Few months back, the old master died

and every last one of us got sold.

Is that where Tom bought you?

Tom...

took a liking to me.

All the others hated him for it, you could tell that bit.

But at least he took me out of them fields.

DANA: We're here.

(knocking on door)

OLIVIA: Dana.

You brought a runaway into my home?

She didn't know we was coming?

Winnie, it's gonna be fine.

Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?

I shouldn't have come here.

-I should not be... -Shh!

I thought you wanted me to do more for the people here.

So I am.

I... I... I'm trying to help.

You must know how Tom treats her.

Come in.

Get in.

Here. Take this.

I'll bring you something to eat.

Come on.

-Where you going? -I have to get back to Kevin.

I thought you not a slave.

I'm not.

You think he loves you, don't you?

He don't.

He can't.

It ain't in their nature.

I'm ready.

OLIVIA: Okay. Now, sit tight and I'll be right back.

You of all people know it's dangerous

to walk these woods at night.

Don't come back until I figure out how to get the girl out.

I'll send word.

(over headphones) ("Cannock Chase" by Labi Siffre)

♪ Sittin' in the backseat of my car ♪

♪ With my arms around my guitar ♪

♪ And the rain falls... ♪

(door squeaks opens)

♪ Nothing around just the trees and the ground ♪

(music stops)

Christ, Dana. I thought something had happened to you.

I thought you'd been taken, or got lost.

DANA: It's done.

Winnie's at Olivia's.

Did anybody see you?

No. Just Luke.

Is that something we need to worry about?

No.

I don't think so.

Olivia doesn't wanna come back home with me.

-Really? -OLIVIA: Yeah.

She wants to stay with Alice.

-Sorry. -No. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have brought you back here.

Why did you?

I want to say it was instinct, but...

I think a part of me just realized

how much harder all this would be without you.

I just got so scared.

I don't wanna have to do this alone.

I took a job tutoring Rufus.

It'll put us close to him for the time being,

and if we go back tomorrow, great,

but if not, then at least we have a cover.

-Kevin. -KEVIN: And Rufus,

he's gonna be in charge of this place someday,

and maybe he'll be like Tom, but maybe not.

Maybe I'm naïve,

but I think us being here could be good for him,

and he's young, he's malleable,

and he loves you.

(chuckles) He doesn't love me.

Oh, oh, yeah, he does.

Big time. I've got major competition.

(bell ringing)

Something's happening.

(bell ringing)

It's Winnie.

They realized.

You stay. You stay. I'll go.

(chatter and bell ringing continue)

TOM: Luke!

You are to dress me from now on.

Celeste has become too unsightly with her vulgar pregnancy,

and this way, I can keep my eye on you.

You ought to learn from your father's mistakes, Rufus.

But you are becoming a young man.

Perhaps it's time for you to find a wife.

Massa let me know you're going to be staying a good long while

since Mr. Kevin gonna tutor the boy.

I suppose that means I'll be putting you to work.

WOMAN: Dana?

-It's for me? -WOMAN: Mmm-hmm.

There you go.

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Captioned by LADB.