Original subtitles

ELIZABETH: Previously on The Gray House.

- Mary Jane. - Easy.

- She's been ill. - Ya stupid monkey!

Insolent child!

- KATEY: You live here? - CLARA: For now.

Saving my money to one day move far away from all this.

What might your name be?

Clara...

Those people in Liberia, they don't want us.

What happened to you over there?

I realized who I am...

and where I belong.

Would you prefer me as a coquettish,

conventional Southern belle like Laurette?

Would you have me relinquish all my convictions for your sake,

Miss Van Lew?

Lord knows what'll happen if Miss Laurette

ever discovers what we're doing.

Our Underground Railroad won't be so underground anymore.

You'll be safe in here.

We are on the brink of a firestorm,

unlike this country's ever seen.

I've done enough. Find yourself another patriot.

(Masked man sighing)

♪

♪ Dig down ♪

♪ Dig down deep ♪

♪ Lord, I'm tired and oh so weak ♪

♪ Dig down ♪

♪ Dig down deep ♪

♪ Dig me a grave that's six feet deep ♪

♪ There's blood ♪

♪ In the river ♪

♪ There's blood ♪

♪ In the river ♪

♪ There's blood ♪

♪ In the river ♪

♪ Who's gonna save us now? ♪

♪ Who's gonna save us now? ♪

♪ Blood in the river ♪

♪ Oh! ♪

♪ There's blood ♪

♪ In the river ♪

♪ There's blood in the river ♪

♪ There's blood ♪

♪ In the river ♪

♪ Who's gonna save us now? ♪

♪ Who's gonna save us now? ♪

♪ Nobody's gonna save us ♪

♪ Now ♪

- (Cows lowing) - (Chickens clucking)

Come here, son. Come on. Go.

(Horse neighing)

(Donkey braying)

(Crows cawing)

(Bell tolling)

(Door creaking)

(Clara speaking indistinctly and laughing)

CLARA: Oh!

- (Man laughing) - CLARA: Oh my God!

Oh...

(Clara giggling)

(Bed squeaking)

(Clara moaning)

(Both laughing)

- (Both sighing) - (Pearls jingling)

CLARA: Where did you come from?

(Senator laughing)

CLARA: Oh, you're gonna take it all from me?

(Door squealing)

COOK: Oh, that's looking good.

(Footsteps approaching)

Oh. Thank goodness you're eating.

Yes, I'm feeling better.

(Oven door clanking)

Mary Jane... when I struck you--

Oh, uh-uh. You saved my life.

I've been whooped before, I'll be whooped again probably.

But next time,

not so hard.

(Laughing)

My dear, sweet girl,

I cannot imagine all you've endured.

No.

You cannot.

But I'm here now...

and that's all that matters.

I remember how much my Mary Jane loved my sponge cake.

Mmm!

I'd forgotten all about it.

Doesn't that look good?

I think I'm just gonna take that all for myself.

No, ma'am. Uh-uh.

I very much would like some cake.

- All right. - (Chuckling)

As you can see, nothing's changed with us.

(Laughing) Not anything at all.

(Knocking on wall)

He's in the wall!

ELIZA: Laurette, what is it?

(Knocking on wall)

I heard noises in this wall all night long--

- It must be a mouse. - Indubitably!

I heard scratching sounds as well.

No, it was a rat or-- or a coon!

ELIZA: John! John, call Isham,

immediately have him open up this wall and set some straps.

Mother, let's have Eula boil some sassafras tea to--

- help Laurette calm her nerves. - Yes. Excellent idea.

Keep her in the sitting room,

we're getting our guest out now.

ELIZA: Get Laurette a slice of your cake.

LAURETTE: I'm telling you, there is something

in that wall and it is huge!

- JOHN JR.: Laurette. - Don't tell me to calm down...

(Panting)

You think I'm all lying, but I heard!

- (Others raising voices) - I heard the noises!

- I heard it! I need-- - JOHN JR.: Whoa!

EULA: You hardly even touched your tea, ma'am.

It could be rats up there. Mmm-hmm.

I seen one yesterday...

- Big as a cat. - (Laurette gasping)

ELIZA: And you have not lived until you've eaten this cake.

Look at that. Look at that.

JOHN JR.: It truly is quite heavenly.

(Chickens clucking)

Lizzy, here.

How's your lovely spouse?

Lying down, thank God.

That was close. We should take our masquerade to the stage.

Booth and his folks, they ain't got nothin' on us.

Go on.

Eula packed you provisions.

Remember, remain as quiet as you can at all times.

I will, ma'am. I can't thank y'all enough.

Lord knows, y'all risking your lives.

Be well, and stay safe, Mr. Ford.

Peter, if you encounter any suspicions,

you take Mr. Ford straight to the farm and--

Yes, ma'am. I know.

Miss Lizzy, we've done this trip dozens of times.

Now, get on down.

Okay, go on now!

- (Reins snapping) - (Horses snorting)

♪

(Reins snapping)

♪

ELIZABETH: Looks like she survived.

- JOHN JR.: I'm not sure I will. - (Elizabeth chuckling)

Where is Peter going?

Oh, to the farm for rat traps and poison--

- (Gasping) - (Teacup clattering)

I shan't sleep a wink...

MARY JANE: Yes, ma'am.

...until he does.

I fear we'll have to bust down the entire house

to get those vermin.

Don't worry, my sweet.

Peter knows you need your beauty rest, huh?

And wasn't Mother right about Eula's sponge cake? Huh?

CLARA: No, you're not.

There are plenty more. Go on.

SENATOR: How is it that you're more beautiful in the daylight?

Memories of last night shall float through my dreams

for eternity.

- CLARA: Oh! - (Chuckling)

Will I see you the next time you're in this vicinity?

SENATOR: Fear not.

(Senator whistling a tune)

(Clara clearing throat)

As you well know, few options are available

for a woman making her way alone in this world.

I didn't say nothin'.

How much do you get for pugnucklin' that ole' man?

- (Tub clanging) - Is that a freckle?

Oh God, that's a tick. All right.

Must be plenty. Live here and buy them fine dresses.

CLARA: Hold still.

Can I borrow one that shows off my bosoms?

You followin' me down the gutter?

No, I'm sorry,

I just won't participate in your becoming a whore.

- (Grunting) - Hold on.

I didn't get it. There you go.

- Ow! - Disgusting.

CLARA: You're fine. Settle down.

I was steeped in the gutter long before you laid eyes on me.

Ain't nothing you do I don't know about.

CLARA: Mmm-hmm.

Started off with my drunk of a daddy

when my blood first a-comin'.

Jump up.

His drunk friends after that.

Some friends. (Chuckling)

Huh?

Whoa.

If I can better myself

with this body God gave me...

sellin' what's normally stole from me...

...I'll do it in the streets 'til I can get me my own room.

If'n you ain't help me that is.

(Water sloshing)

(Bell tolling)

MAN: Bring those over here.

HENRY WISE: We want to get out of Virginia,

to follow South Carolina's lead to secession...

by my reckonin', we ain't got the votes.

Neither did Breckenridge.

That's because Douglas and Bell split the South's vote.

Making that bumpkin rail-splitter president.

He ain't my president!

I promised Knox and Dixon positions on the County Court.

They'll vote with us.

Good.

We'll need to persuaded a lot more delegates to join us.

Well, me and my boys have a knack for persuadin'.

Y'all hear about the "Aboluu-shon" Revival

over by Deer Creek?

Presented by Broadnaxe's Chronicle:

Henry H. Garnet.

Coon agitator callin' for the slaves to rise up

against their masters.

Jericho!

- JERICHO: Yah! - (Reins snapping)

We can't underestimate Garnet. He's their firebrand.

"Comin' ta set evah'body's free."

Broadnaxe, always stirring up trouble.

Deer Creek is far outside town.

That's right.

Who knows what can happen out there?

Mmm.

Boy! You gonna go listen to your N***** Jesus speechify?

Awww, no. No, mass'a sir!

Better not be lying to us-

No, no, no lies, sir.

We gotta stop this nonsense.

- (Horses whinnying) - (People chattering)

(Horses whinnying)

(Tadpole humming)

(Chickens clucking)

(Tadpole humming)

(Logs splitting, thudding)

(Thudding on door)

♪

TADPOLE: Miss 'Liza! Miss Lizzy!

Slow down. You'll break your neck.

WOMAN: Easy now, Tadpole.

Baker man gimme this fo' y'all.

He say it from 'da Man in da Shadows.'

Goodness gracious.

ELIZABETH: What is it?

Why is da man in the shadows?

ELIZA: It's an excellent place to hide.

- (People chattering) - (Hammering in distance)

Mrs. Van Lew, Miss Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH: Mr. Broadnaxe.

BROADNAXE: Why are we here?

To tell you that you cannot hold your abolition rally

at Deer Creek.

Why not?

(Stammering) Reverend Garnet arrives this afternoon,

I will not cancel--

Stokely's hooligans are organizing a raid.

We anticipate the possibility of violence.

I will have guards--

That far out in the woods, you shall need an army!

How do you know this?

That's not the point!

It'll be a bloody massacre.

Well then, where would you propose we have it then?

Capital Square?

We hold it here.

Those bastards wouldn't dare violate the sanctity

of a House of God.

Well, they are bastards, Mother.

You might as well hold it at Lumpkin's Slave Emporium.

Pastor Walker here preaches slavery as God's Will.

- He will not allow it-- - He won't be here.

He's collecting donations for an ecumenical conference

in Charleston.

A contribution from Mother and I will enable him to go.

ELIZA: Hmm.

(Chuckling)

You two... are wily.

(Chuckling)

Wily...

(Church bell tolling)

- (Horse whinnying) - (People chattering)

♪

Look at 'em,

Darkies and Mudsills.

Gotta give it to Broadnaxe,

moving his rally to the church--

STOKELY: Yeah, well, this whole thing could've avoided

if someone had been a better shot--

Next time keep your eyes open.

You might hit his head

instead of his nut-sack.

Don't feel right desecratin' the house of Our Lord 'n Savior.

All right, Lumpkin.

That's why we need to clear 'em out.

Best to take 'em out 'fore it gets dark.

They got a natural camouflage--

All right, boys, come on. Come on.

Ma'am.

Ladies!

Ladies. Ladies. Ladies.

(Horse snorting)

Mr. Reeves, we thought Pastor Walker was away in Charleston.

What is going on?

We weren't aware

of any scheduled events for this evening.

It's a n***** rally.

(Gasping) In a Richmond church?

Mr. Webster here is going to escort you to the general store

for your own safety. You hear me?

Mother, as Pastor Walker is absent,

I feel it is incumbent upon us to chaperone.

ELIZA: Hmm...

We must ensure no damage befalls the church--

Oh, but, ladies--

Thank you so much, Stokely. That is an excellent idea.

- Raymond, go on! - (Reins snapping)

Thank you so much.

We'll feel so much better knowing that y'all are here.

- Gentlemen. - ELIZABETH: Thank you.

What do we do?

You remember, you create just enough disturbance, all right?

Just give us a good reason to run in there

and shut it down.

- Webster. - Cap'.

Gentlemen.

All right Pike, these your boys?

These are them.

You I want on that roof up there.

One-eye, I want you on the bridge.

That way when Garnet comes out, you got a clear shot,

and don't you miss.

My boys'll give chase, but you'll get away clean.

(Crowd chattering)

WOMAN: Mr. Broadnaxe.

BROADNAXE: All right, everybody settle down.

Folks take a seat.

Gentlemen, sit down.

Seventeen years ago,

at the National Convention of Colored Citizens,

our distinguished orator tonight

delivered his now-famous "Call To Rebellion" speech.

Frederick Douglass, who cannot come to Virginia

on account of the bounty on his head,

calls him his "intellectual catalyst"

He escaped his master's chains

to educate himself, and become a preacher,

a pastor at a number of churches,

he became the publisher of the National Watchman

and co-founder of the African Civilization Society,

ladies and gentlemen, I present to you,

the right Reverend Henry H. Garnet!

(Cheering and applause)

(Quietly) This him?

(Altar floor creaking)

I never had no birthday.

I's just borned.

Nobody never tol' me

how old I be...

...I was just a wee li'l thing

when I see'd a book

with pitchers of a white boy

playin' with a dawg.

One 'a my master's women said

that dem...

dem markings was words...

"See da dawg run."

She started ta show me my A-B-Cs

when da master catch us!

Whooo!

He git MAD!

He start a'beatin' on us both,

yelling dat reading be a'gin da law!

Dat it make a slave worthless!

Make him unmanageable and unsafe!

Dat was da best whoopin' I ever got.

(Crowd murmuring agreement)

Because I found sump'in

dat scared dat big ole white man.

He be scared ta death of education.

CROWD: Yes!

GARNET: Slavery...

Slavery be dependin' on ignorance.

These white slavers want us ta be "ig'nant"...

WOMAN: Sure do.

So-called "happy 'n contented slaves,"

so they can treat us like po' dumb dawgs

what don' know no better!

(Crowd agreeing)

But ignorant...

ain't stupid.

- MAN 1: Yes, sir. - MAN 2: That's right.

(Crowd agreeing)

So I start to learn myself how ta read 'n write.

And the more I read,

the more my eyes opened up... the more I could see!

MAN: That's right.

GARNET: I could see

and I could see the dark, wretched pit that I was in

with no ladder upon which to climb out.

(Crowd agreeing)

I envied my fellow-slaves

for their ignorance

and naivete'...

(Chuckling mirthlessly)

...I began to abhor

my despicable condition

and detest my savage enslavers!

(Cheering and applause)

Yes! Yes! Yes!

What'd he say?

- "Na-tee-va-tay?" - Can't talk right.

GARNET: The silver trumpet of knowledge

aroused my soul to eternal wakefulness

so I could see what I was missing.

(Crowd exclaiming)

I was missing my God-given freedom!

(Cheering and applause)

ISHAM: Yeah, that's right! That's right! That's right!

The White man's happiness must no longer be purchased

on the Black man's misery.

(Crowd agreeing)

The limits of tyrants is prescribed

by those they oppress...

(Crowd agreeing)

...Power concedes nothing without demand.

- Yes! Yes! - (Cheering and applause)

Brothers and sisters,

we are on the verge

of an excruciating struggle.

But without struggle, there is no progress!

No high, no low,

we must demand our equal rights

and stand strong and ready for the struggle!

(Cheering and applause)

(Door slamming)

Perhaps there are those who...

who think I am too...

loquacious...

(Laughing)

...too verbose...

(Cheering)

And to those, I say,

I will never stay silent.

CROWD: Never! Never! Never!

CHANTING: Never! Never! Never! Never!

No one is born hating.

My hand is not the color as yours,

but if pierced, I will feel pain,

just as you will also feel pain.

(Chuckling)

(Crowd gasping and exclaiming)

This...

This spilled blood that flows

is the same color as yours.

(Crowd shouting affirmations)

I am a man!

CROWD: Yes!

And the same God made us both.

CROWD: Yes!

But he made you a n*****!

N*****!

(Crowd gasping and shouting)

- Go on! - (Shouting)

Get out!

Hold now. Hold it, hold him.

- ELIZA: No, no! - MAN: Gentlemen.

- Gentlemen, please! - GARNET: Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Brothers.

I assume... I assume you are gentlemen,

for a gentleman would never insult me

and no man not a gentleman can insult me.

(Crowd agreeing)

Teach yourselves, teach others.

Without knowledge there is no wisdom,

with wisdom comes the understanding

that what unites us

is far greater than what divides us...

(Crowd agreeing)

...That's why our states must never secede from the union!

- Never! - Never!

LUMPKIN: Shut the hell up!

We're gonna tar and feather your ass!

Then you would be too late.

It's already been done!

- (Crowd gasping) - Oh... Lord.

This is but a shell.

My suit of armor.

But what I am here and here...

can never be touched.

Even in death,

my spirit and the truth of who I am inside

can never be touched.

(Cheering and applause)

- (Pistol firing) - (Screaming)

- Clear out, all of ya! - Meeting is over! Now!

GARNET: Settle down!

PIKE: Y'all clear the hell out! Now!

Folks! Folks, now is not the time.

What needed to be said has been said.

Let us go in peace!

God bless you, sir.

- God bless you. - God bless you.

(Crowd chattering)

MAN: Bless you, Reverend Garnet.

You'll be lucky to get out of Richmond alive, boy.

(Doors creaking)

(Crowd murmuring)

(Rifle chambering round)

Comin' in here startin' trouble? Hmm?

I didn't live this long without knowing

that the moment I step out that door,

I'm likely to be assassinated.

A risk you took, Preacher.

I'm gonna need an officer of the law for a safe escort.

I'll escort you myself. Hmm?

Rest assured, that should an attack occur,

I will not be completely helpless.

Numbers 31:3, Moses said...

- (Pistol cocking) - ..."Arm the men among you

for war."

If I'm shot, my last act will be

to send your cracker ass to hell.

- But with you by my side... - Uh-huh.

...I'm sure we'll both be just fine, now.

STOKELY: Well...

Well let's get you home, huh?

(Slamming door)

First, I, uh...

....I must wash this n***** stank off myself.

(Breathing deeply)

- DRIVER: Hyuh! - (Horses snorting)

(Rooster crowing)

(Mourning doves singing)

(Clock ticking)

(Pencil scribbling)

Mary Jane!

I left you a note.

You're running away?

I'm free to do as I choose.

Of course you are!

But as someone who cares about your wellbeing,

I need to escort you to see the reverend.

How did you know I was going to see the reverend.

Because I know you.

You shouldn't be out without a pass.

Besides, he's not staying where everyone thinks he is.

I just need to get my shawl.

MAN: We need four more hands on this!

MAN 2: All right, load 'em up. Move 'em on out.

MAN IN HAT: Ma'am.

(Knocking)

Miss Van Lew.

This is a surprise visit.

I trust no one followed you.

ELIZABETH: Indeed, no.

(Broadnaxe speaking indistinctly)

(Sipping)

(Inner door opening)

We have visitors.

This is Miss Elizabeth Van Lew.

- And... - I'm Mary Jane Richards.

I saw you at the church yesterday.

Reverend, I'd like a word please.

Oh, please.

If you'll excuse me, I need to make arrangements

for our transport.

Reverend, I'll let you know when we're ready to leave.

Ladies.

How may I help you?

Your words inspire me,

I'd like to accompany you and be your disciple.

Miss Van Lew, you approve of this?

I make my own decisions.

Mary Jane is more than capable

of deciding what's best for herself.

Whatever path she chooses, my heart is with her... always.

Good day.

Mmm-hmm.

- Reverend Garnet... - (Door opening and closing)

...I decided I want to make a difference in this world

like you.

I see.

And why do you think traveling with me

will be better than doing everything you can

to help your community here?

Richmond...

the South is a lost cause!

(Chuckling)

It is if we surrender.

We must all do our part, if we want change.

Some of the first historic struggles for liberty

were fought right here in Richmond,

which is now again a battlefield for freedom.

We need brave,

intelligent warriors right here on the front lines.

Here is where you can make a difference.

But what can I do here?

Whatever you can, my dear. Whatever comes your way.

Keep your ears perked,

and those big, beautiful eyes open.

The good Lord provides opportunities every day.

You are welcome to accompany me...

...but you must decide where and how

you'll be the most effective.

Yes, sir.

Would you like some tea?

Yes, sir.

You know...

(Tea splashing)

...you are extraordinary.

Please...

tell me your story.

Well...

STOKELY: Lumpkin... (Shouting indistinctly)

- (Train bell clanging) - (Steam hissing)

Soon as you see his nappy head, you take your shot.

♪

(Cocking gun)

(Steam hissing)

(Horse neighing)

♪

(Steam whistle blows)

Gentlemen.

STOKELY: Where's Garnet?

Took off in the dark of night,

but he left this for you.

(Stokely grumbling)

(Box rattling)

PIKE: Mints...

There's a note.

Read it out loud.

(Train bell clanging)

"The stank you smell is because your mouth

is too close to your nose."

(Chuckling)

Your breath does smell like a possum died sometimes.

I swear to God, I've had enough of this bullshit.

We'll see what happens when that Secession Vote lands.

Governor says we still need a half-dozen fence-sitters

to carry the day.

Lumpkin, round up the men. Get them names.

I wanna send an unequivocal message

to every single delegate.

(People chattering)

God bless you, Miss Richards.

Thank you.

(Steam hissing)

(Train bell clanging)

CONDUCTOR: All aboard!

♪

(Steam whistle blowing)

(Train bell clanging)

CONDUCTOR: All aboard!

(Steam chugging)

(Bell dinging)

(Train whistle blowing)

♪

(People talking indistinctly, metal tool clanking)

I shouldn't be long, Peter.

Good evening, Erasmus.

Oh, good evening, Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, it's so lovely to see you. Is there anything I--

I'm here to inquire of my brother's whereabouts.

Oh, well, he's been visiting one of our suppliers.

He should be back fairly soon.

Oh.

Secession fever has broken out in Virginia.

(Chuckling)

Are you, uh, for or against it?

Are you for or against?

(Metal clanking)

Well, there are rebel-rousers saying that

Union loyalists are traitors.

(Workers speaking indistinctly outside)

I'm no traitor.

Please let my brother know I'm here.

(Workers speaking indistinctly)

(Horse hooves clopping, people chatting)

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

Vote the wrong way it'll be worse than this.

(Grunting)

Union lover. Let's go, Cappy.

(Panting)

(Groaning)

(Speaking indistinctly)

...Hurry up.

(Chuckling menacingly)

Young lady, we do not offer our wares on the street.

Didn't you see their filthy clothes?

You'll get infested with vermin.

Oh, you poor man. Did they rob you?

Only of my dignity.

Is there anything we can do?

Perhaps some other time, thank you.

Come along, let's go.

(Bell ringing)

Never had no mama. Not sure I want one.

Rich men from all over the state are in town

this week for the vote.

At night they get lonely.

Is that the word for it now?

Many words for what we do.

None of them are very nice, but we smile, we flirt,

we leave our scent, and we try to be grateful.

We are only for rent and not for sale.

(Hooves clopping)

CLARA: Mr. Reinhardt...

(Hooves clopping)

(Sighing)

(Telegraph clicking)

(Men speaking indistinctly)

Look at this.

STOKELY: Call for the baker, son of a bitch!

Sir.

What you got here?

Fort Sumter surrenders?

Yankee sons of bitches are on the run!

(Cheering)

- (Cheering) - (Shots firing)

- (Bell tolling) - (People cheering)

(Cheering)

(People jeering, booing)

(People jeering)

Look after the store.

MAN: Yes, ma'am.

(People cheering)

Take us home, Peter. Hurry.

- This is a catastrophe. - (People cheering)

HENRY: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

MAN: Speech, speech, speech!

(People cheering, applauding)

(Speaking indistinctly)

Oh, yes.

All right, sir. You go right...

- Oh, yes! - Go up here.

All right.

(People cheering, applauding)

Thank you. Thank you.

(People cheering, applauding)

I'm calling the convention back in

for a new vote!

(People cheering, applauding)

We will secede from the Union!

(People cheering, applauding)

To the end of the Union!

MARY JANE & TADPOLE: ...The stars

and the...

TADPOLE: Stri...

What are these letters?

P, E, and that's an S!

Mm-hm. Now, sound it out.

"Strip-ees."

St--

- Stripes! - Good.

"The stars and the stripes were lowered after the federal

military garrison at Fort Sumter surrendered,

having defended the Fort for over 34 hours

until the quarters were entirely burned

and the main gates destroyed by fire.

The generals, Major Anderson, accepted the terms of evacuation

offered by General Pierre G.T. Beauregard."

You know all that by heart?

"The United States flag given place

to the Palmetto of South Carolina.

A great victory for the Confederate States of America.

At last, civil war has begun."

You hardly glanced at it, and recall the whole thing?

I look at something, I remember it.

(Chuckling)

Uncle Isham, Miss Mary Jane's teaching me the big words.

Oh, like I've been teaching the small words.

(Chuckling)

Most important thing is you keep learning.

Everyone. Everyone.

The vote to secede is imminent.

It's becoming too dangerous here.

The worst of the South has its grip on Virginia, and if...

if you stay here we can't protect you.

We have your papers--

You're making us leave?

We need you to be safe.

What if we don't want to go?

You've always been free.

Ever since my dear husband passed,

it's been your choice, Peter.

Uncle Isham. I don't want to go nowhere without you.

I'll always be in your heart.

Come here. (Chuckling)

Now, you go on back and do your chores. Go on now.

(Rooster crowing)

(Door closing)

Oh, my, my. What wonderful news!

Hurrah, hurrah.

A glorious day for the Confederacy.

What is going on?

No.

You are not freeing our slaves.

John, tell them!

One simply does not throw away valuable property willy-nilly.

Don't be silly. Mother knows better.

LAURETTE: See what you've done.

They cannot give away what belongs to you

without consulting you.

They're completely cuckoo!

(Door slamming)

Laurette knows where your sympathies lie.

It's going to be dangerous for the both of you as well.

If we do go, you ought to, too.

Mary Jane.

I was born here.

I spent my whole life here,

and when the good Lord sees fit, this is where I'll die.

We've seen danger before.

- This is different! - We are not--

An evil tide is washing over the South!

To these hate mongers, the only thing worse

than a n***** is a n*****-lover,

which is how they will see you,

and when they do you better pray to the Lord

for mercy on your soul for what will be done to you.

Mary Jane, why don't you move up north and take Tadpole with you?

Oh, will you come with us?

I've got the Van Lews to set up our Underground Railroad here.

I'm the conductor and I'm gonna finish what I started.

I'd like to stay, Miss Eliza, Miss Lizzy.

Well...

(Sighing)

...That is your choice.

Eula, what about you and William?

If you think it's best for us both, we can go.

We do.

Isham will take whoever decides to leave, out to the farm.

ELIZA: And arrange safe passage to Philadelphia.

(Sighing)

'Til then, we carry on as before.

Keep our heads down.

Keep your heads down.

Miss Elizabeth, you got a gentleman caller.

♪

(Sighing)

♪

(Door opening)

Thank you, Tadpole.

Quite the news of the day.

I was invited to Richmond by our friend Obie Wise

to attend Mr. Booth's performance,

but really it's my excuse to come here and apologize

for the last time we saw each other.

I wrote you letters.

I received no letters.

I couldn't find the right words.

Then decided I must see you personally.

Life has lost its sparkle without you in it.

(Sighing)

That day at the lake, well...

I speak of compromise, and yet I seem to be incapable

of simple interaction with a man I deeply respect.

As I deeply respect you, which is why I'm here.

I've arranged for an evening at the theatre.

Your mother, your brother John,

and his wife must attend as well.

Given the current circumstances

I'm not sure festivities are in order.

I know, but I entreat you to consider it a respite

from these troubled times, and as a chance to stand up,

show the world that we can surmount the splits

dividing our country.

Well, as long as I don't have to sit next to my sister-in-law.

Oh, no. They're confined to the balcony.

You and I have our own box seats.

May I take it you'll come?

Yes.

Good.

I have truly missed our conversations,

however sharp its edges.

(Chuckling)

(Hooves clopping, horses neighing)

Oh, that's Mr. Broadnaxe.

He's the editor of the Chronicle newspaper.

I've read his editorials before.

He's an excellent journalist.

A good man.

BROADNAXE: Oh, not again.

- SENATOR: Stop, Johnson. - DRIVER: Whoa!

BROADNAXE: Oh, it's all right, ma'am. I can get it.

SENATOR: The divine Miss Clara.

Might I offer you a ride?

CLARA: It'd be my pleasure.

Ooh.

SENATOR: Go ahead, Johnson.

JOHNSON: Yah!

I thank you kindly, Miss, uh... Miss?

Call me Katey.

Miss Katey. It's nice to meet you. I--

I do hope I'm fortunate enough to see you again sometime.

Oh, you will.

(People chatting, horses neighing)

(Bell ringing)

(Gasping, screaming)

I thought that was you. I was wondering where you went.

Whoo-wee, you fancy.

Let go of me! You're hurting me!

(Grunting)

Pretty dress. Who you laying with?

I'll get you money, cash,

then you can forget you ever knew me!

I ain't forgetting you, and I know, by God,

you ain't never forgetting me.

Change your looks, change your name,

you're still the same Bessie Gomes I plucked up

out of a backwoods Farmville shithole!

(Grunting)

Get me my money!

(People chatting indistinctly)

(Orchestra tuning instruments)

(Speaking indistinctly)

LAURETTE: Hurry. We mustn't miss the opening.

The Examiner called it genius.

Mr. Booth is a master swordsman. (Chuckling)

I hear he cuts himself nearly every performance.

Mother?

Oh, n-no, dear. You go on.

I'll wait here with your sister for Mr. Arsenault.

(Bell ringing)

USHER: Please take your seats.

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.

(Bell ringing)

Oh, I knows all the pretty girls in this town,

but I don't know you.

Jericho Bowser.

Your dubious reputation precedes you.

You talk white.

What's your name, girl?

High 'n mighty.

Hey, Jericho.

There's plenty of light under this lamp right here.

MOSE: That's right. Why you wanna park

all the way over there in the dark?

I might want to catch a few winks.

We knows what you catchin', boy.

First time I ever heard it called winks.

(Men laughing)

MOSE: Winks.

(Laughing)

(Dog barking)

Who's that girl?

Oh, that's nobody.

That's just some uppity char-gal.

Mm.

(Hooves clopping)

I want a baby.

CLARA: I do have to say, you do look beautiful.

(Gasping)

Come here.

(Laughing)

You want some of this?

SENATOR: I do.

CLARA (Giggling): You do?

It's laudanum...

(Senator moaning)

SENATOR: I want some of this.

CLARA: I know...

(Couple speaking indistinctly)

- (Clara and Judah laughing) - CLARA: Oh my God!

(Audience applauding)

Lizzy, I think it's time we took our seats now.

He's usually so insistent on punctuality.

Perhaps I should go look in on him.

As you will, darling.

ACTOR: Now is the winter of our discontent...

(Hooves clopping, people speaking)

(Horse whinnying)

Whoo-wee!

We got us a dang good thing here.

I gotta say,

I missed your sweet ass, Bessie girl.

I can't show my face to Clara again.

- I stole from her! - (Man whistling jauntily)

Look at that snooty bastard.

Stay put and out of my way.

(Grunting) I am so sorry, Sir--

Hey, he's stealing from you!

Hey!

(Both grunting)

- (Groaning) - (Unsheathing sword)

He took my money, too!

You bother her again, I'll cut your heart out.

(Groaning)

Go.

(Sheathing sword)

Wow, that...

That's beautiful.

Presented to my Grandmama by the Duke of Orleans

before his 1830 return to Paris.

But tonight it's going to someone equally special.

Lucky her.

I hope so.

(Hooves clopping)

♪

(Arsenault speaking indistinctly)

(Knocking) Take me home.

PETER: Yes, ma'am.

(Door opening)

♪

(Sniffling)

That's... every last dollar I took.

Good. Now, get out.

I-I don't blame you.

(Sniffling)

(Clanking)

(Cicadas buzzing)

ELIZABETH: Oh, Babcock, you understand, don't you?

(Purring)

ELIZA: Darling...

Mr. Hampton Arsenault is downstairs.

Tell him to go away.

Oh. Now, it seems...

he arrived at the theatre after you left

and was involved in some kind of brawl.

I know what sort of "brawl" he was involved in, Mother!

You can tell Mr. Hampton Arsenault

that I am under the weather.

You can tell him that you can't find me.

You can tell him that I suddenly up and died.

You can tell him to go suck on a lemon.

I don't care what you tell him, but I will not see him!

Not now.

Not ever.

(Horse snorting)

LAURETTE: Mr. Arsenault.

Mrs. Van Lew. I'm waiting for Miss Elizabeth.

Oh... I fear there may be an irreparable breach between you.

My train departs shortly.

Would you be so kind as to give her this letter?

Please? It will clear up all our misunderstandings.

- Of course. - Thank you.

(Horse whinnying)

Mrs. Van Lew...

Hampton.

(Hoofbeats receding)

♪

ELIZA: Mr. Arsenault?

Mr. Arsenault?

Oh, dear.

Mr. Arsenault left already.

I'm afraid so.

Men are such cads.

(Carriage door closing)

(Drums sounding)

(Crowd cheering)

(Marching band playing "La Marseillaise")

(Crowd singing and cheering)

- Come on! Come on! - (Crowd cheering)

(Band and singing continuing)

(Crowd cheering)

(Cheering)

(Crowd cheering)

(Laughing)

Ha!

(Crowd cheering)

(Band and song continuing)

(Crowd cheering)

♪

Ole Virginny's free!

(Crowd cheering)

♪

Sic semper tyrannis!

Thus always to tyrants!

(Crowd cheering)

♪

Rise up, young lady!

- (Groaning) - No more self-pity.

I am bored with it!

Oh, yes, hide from the world.

I blame myself.

I thought I had instilled true character

in the flower that was our Elizabeth!

Ooh!

(Exhaling sharply) Mother, please,

I am acutely aware of all of your ploys.

How droll of you.

Then, I must inform you, whilst you are pining away

over a cad of a man, you are now living

in the Confederate States of America!

Madness.

I am not pining away over Hampton.

I see.

Merely gathering strength for the fight?

Of course! We must get everyone out to the farm.

Already in process.

Isham and Peter are loading up the wagon.

Well, then, stop idling about! Let's go!

Yes-- Yes, ma'am.

Peter, take down the flag! Quick. Go.

Everyone, listen.

We are family.

I have no memory of life that doesn't include all of you.

I shan't say goodbye, for that seems too permanent.

But I will say a prayer over you each night

until we are all together again,

eating Eula's scrumptious sponge cake.

I won't go! I'm staying with you,

Uncle Isham, you and Mary Jane!

Tadpole, Mary Jane told us that you're learning to read.

You're destined for wonderful things.

I won't go!

- It-it's not safe, son. - Oh! Oh, now.

Tadpole, I changed my mind. I'm going to the farm, too,

and I need a brave man to protect me.

Can you do that?

All right. Let's go.

Come on, son. Follow me.

♪

Hurry up.

We gotta get to the farm before dark. Let's go.

You mustn't stay here. Y'all must come to the farm.

- There's no time to argue. - We'll be fine. We'll be fine.

- Isham, go! Go on! - Go on.

ISHAM: H'yup! Yah!

Come, darlin'.

♪

- (Crowd cheering) - (Band playing)

(Cheering)

MAN: We're gonna drink all the whiskey!

- (Camera flash sparking) - (Band playing)

What's wrong with you, darlin'?

The spondulacks are fallin' outta their pockets

before they can pull their pants off.

It's time to celebrate!

I got nothin' to celebrate.

I may be a whore...

but I'm no traitor.

- (Crowd cheering) - (Band playing)

- (Grunting) - (Tools clanging)

BULLY: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

ISHAM: Whoa. Whoa.

Where you goin', boy?

Van Lew's farm, sir. Uh, got the, uh...

passes from the Mass'a right here.

BULLY: Lookit these fancy house jigaboos all dressed up

like white folk!

Now, now, you gentlemens behave yourselves.

I guess you ain't heard the news.

This here's the Confederate States of America now.

CAPHART: That's right. We makin' our own rules now!

ISHAM: We don't want no trouble.

All y'all aboard.

(Screaming)

Get your hands off me!

Don't touch me!

(Screaming)

(Groaning)

(Screaming)

Get offa me!

Get off!

(Screaming)

DIGGS: Come here, you bitch. Come here!

Come here!

(Groaning)

TADPOLE: Get offa her!

(Groaning)

MARY JANE: Run, Tadpole!

- BULLY: Hey! - (Firing shot)

(Shouting)

- Don't let him get away! - CAPHART: Come on!

- (Screaming) - WILLIAM: Eula!

Get out my way!

(Eula screaming)

WILLIAM: Eula!

(Eula screaming)

(Groaning) BULLY: Oh, you...

I'm gon' get both you n******!

Not today, Mass'a flesh peddler.

All this confederatin' makin' you white folk crazy.

Tadpole...

(Screaming)

ISHAM: Oh, no!

(Sobbing)

- (Clamoring) - (Horse whinnying)

- (Gun firing) - (Crowd clamoring)

- (Gun firing) - (Child protesting)

LAURETTE: Quiet!

I am done with that coward brother of yours!

He refuses to enlist in the Confederate cause,

and I refuse to remain in this house! Caroline!

JOHN JR.: Laurette, you cannot do this!

Laurette, please!

You will not take the girls!

- Daddy! - LAURETTE: Move!

Adopt some lil' pickaninnies!

I am sure you will love them more!

Miss Eliza!

Miss Eliza! Miss Elizabeth!

You better-- you better come! You better come! Come!

(Mary Jane speaking indistinctly)

Mm-hmm.

Dear Lord, what in God's name...

Bully Lumpkin 'n his thugs.

(Carriage approaching)

(Whimpering)

(Whimpering continuing)

(Wailing)

(Whimpering)

(Isham wailing)

(Whimpering)

(Isham wailing)

(Isham sobbing)

(Wailing)

Oh, God...

(Sobbing)

(Isham wailing)

MARY JANE: What are we gonna do?

There must be retribution.

First, we bury that sweet, beautiful boy.

Then, we fight.

♪

(Cracking)

♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ It's not fair ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ It's not right ♪

♪ But that's when you choose ♪

♪ You choose to fight ♪

♪ When they ♪

♪ Done you wrong ♪

♪ And the tears won't stop flowing ♪

♪ That's when you pick up your pain ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ And you make a change... ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Oh... love ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Love will rescue me ♪

♪ (I know I'm gonna be free) ♪

♪ I know I'm gonna be free ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ 'Cause love will rescue me ♪

♪ (I choose to believe) ♪

♪ I choose to believe ♪

♪ What I can't yet see ♪

♪ Love will rescue me! ♪

♪ The stories will tell ♪

♪ Of our deliverance ♪

♪ How we took back the power (Took back the power) ♪

♪ They tried to take away (They tried to take away) ♪

♪ Now, I know it won't be easy ♪

♪ (It won't be easy) ♪

♪ But we will conquer our fears ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ And with you right beside me ♪

♪ I know that I'm meant to be here ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh! ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Love will, yes, it will ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Love will rescue me ♪

♪ (I know I'm gonna be free) ♪

♪ I know I'm gonna be free ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ 'Cause love will rescue me ♪

♪ (I choose to believe) ♪

♪ I choose to believe ♪

♪ What I just can't yet see ♪

♪ Love will ♪

♪ Rescue me! (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Oh, love will ♪

♪ Rescue me! (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ With you by my side (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ Everything's gonna be all right! ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) ♪

♪ I know, I know, I know ♪

♪ (Love will rescue me) I know, I know, I know ♪

♪ I know, I know love will (I choose to believe) ♪

♪ Oh! ♪

♪ Love! ♪

♪ Will! ♪

♪ Rescue me! ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ I know it will! ♪