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Thank you.

Hello, say hi.

My father back?

He's inside.

George, listen.

You still don't understand that... I don't want to.

I'd rather keep your friendship.

Prime is my father's property.

No.

I don't understand that.

I have to leave in the morning, Ori.

All right.

I'll take you to the train.

This will stop your train.

Is that it?

No, that's Charleston Freight. Goes by here every other day about this time.

The passenger local will be here in about 20 minutes.

Crap! Crap!

Ori, no!

This has nothing to do with you, George.

Please, Mr. Ori.

For God's sake!

Don't you see that if I take him back, he will wish he was dead? You don't know

what they'll do to him.

Then let him go.

I told you, he belongs to my father.

Please, if not for Priam, then do it for me.

That's not fair, George. You're taking advantage of our friends. Yes, I am.

All right, Brian.

All right, run.

Run before I change my mind.

Run!

Run!

A life for a life, George.

You saved mine.

And I will still stand up with you if you want me.

But you have to get it through your head. Our lives down here are different.

They have to be.

Don't ever interfere with us again.

Or ask me to go against my own kind.

I, Constance, take thee, George, for my lawful husband. I, Constance, take thee,

George, for my lawful husband.

To have and to hold from this day forward.

To have and to hold from this day forward.

For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health.

For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health.

Until death do us part.

until death do us part.

To think I would ever be forced to attend a Catholic ceremony.

It's a disgrace. Be quiet, Isabelle.

At least they had the good sense to keep it private.

As if anyone would have come anyway.

Please be quiet, Isabelle.

May I have the ring, please?

By the authority vested in me by the Holy Mother Church and the Commonwealth

of Pennsylvania, I now pronounce you man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Here you are.

Thanks, Billy.

You think this will go on forever?

It's not every day your big brother gets married, Billy.

Just wish I were somewhere else.

Where would you like to be?

You think they'd take me at West Point?

You want to be a soldier?

I really envied you and George when you were fighting down in Mexico.

There were some hard times down there.

You don't envy me this leg, do you?

I just like to be a soldier, that's all.

Maybe someday you will.

Constance, my dear, if my William had lived, I know that he would have been

proud to welcome you to our family today.

Oh, thank you.

Everyone has been so kind.

We're all so fond of you already.

Now, George.

There's something very important I want to say to you and your brother.

And I'd like you and Isabel to hear it as well. You're being very mysterious,

Mother.

Oh, well, not really. This is something I've wanted to do for quite a while.

So come along.

Miss Hazen.

Mr. Maine.

I thought Constance made a very beautiful bride.

Yes, she did.

Do you admire beauty, Mr. Maine?

As a matter of fact, I do.

What about a woman's mind, Mr. Maine? Do you admire that also?

Well, I just heard that southern men aren't concerned about what women think.

Well, I can't speak for all southern men, but for myself, I admire a woman

for all that she is, and that includes her ideas.

Is that so?

Well, perhaps you'd like to hear a few more of mine.

It's a great joy to have my children near me now.

And since George is home for good, married and settled at last, I feel

that it is time for a change in the management of Hazard Iron.

A change, Mother?

Yes, dear.

I've decided that George and Stanley should have equal responsibility at the

foundry. What?

I thought it was understood that I, as the oldest son, would run Hazard Iron.

As the oldest, you will retain financial control, of course, but George will have

an equal voice in all other matters.

I feel that George has earned this, Stanley, and I believe that it is fair

to both of you.

Of course, Mother.

Oh, George, I'm so happy for you.

And now I think we should all return to our guests.

So what have you done with yourself the last few years?

I've been working very hard for the Anti-Slavery Society.

I'm giving my first address a week from tonight in Philadelphia.

Really?

I was told that you'll be in that city then.

Yes.

On your way back to Dixie?

That's right.

Well, since you're so enamored with women and their ideas, perhaps you would

enjoy listening to one who actually has some.

The meeting's public, and you are certainly welcome.

Well, believe it or not, Miss Hazard, since your brother and I became friends,

I have taken a serious interest in the northern point of view.

I would consider it a pleasure to hear you speak.

Ah, Ari, here you are.

I, um, have, well, that is, we have something we'd like to ask you.

It's an invitation, really, for you and all your family to join us here at

Belvedere next summer for a nice long visit.

Our lake is really very lovely that time of year.

Well, that sounds delightful, ma'am. On behalf of all the mains, I accept with

pleasure.

Oh, Mother, we need to notify the architects so we can set up slave

quarters in the back.

Virgilia!

I'm so sorry. Now, Mother, we all know that the best thing to do when Virgilia

gets like this is to ignore her.

So I think this is an excellent opportunity for the best man to propose

a toast to the bridegroom.

It would be my very great pleasure.

Good evening, sir.

Representative Sam Green of Pennsylvania.

This is one of the leading lights of our movement, Mr. Garrett Smith.

Delighted, George Hazard. This is my wife, Constance.

Charm. And our friend, Ori Mayne. Delighted, sir.

Hazard of Hazard Iron?

That's right.

Then you must be related to Miss Vergilia.

My sister. You gentlemen are acquainted with her?

Why, man, she's the reason that we're here. You must be very proud of her.

Proud?

Why, yes.

She's done wonders for our cause, sir. A hard worker with enormous energy to

match her remarkable beauty.

If she can manage to put into words, in a public forum, what she feels so deeply

in her heart, then the days of slavery are numbered.

is from this night ladies

and gentlemen welcome and good evening i have the honor to introduce

to you a man whose personal sufferings and trials symbolize and personify

the wicked and diabolical institution of slavery which nature and all decent men

have bore a man free at last by the grace of God, who has literally suffered

the cruelties and the tortures of the damned at the hands of human monsters

who held him in bondage.

Mr. Frederick Douglass.

Thank you, my friends.

I am very glad to be here.

I am very glad to mingle my voice with those with whom I have labored for the

purpose of undoing the burdens of my brethren and hastening the day of their

emancipation.

My friends, slavery must be abolished.

And the only way that can be done... is by enforcing the great principles of

justice.

Vainly you talk about voting it down.

When you have cast your millions of ballots, you will not have reached the

evil.

It has fastened its root deep into the heart of the nation, and nothing but

God's truth and love can cleanse the land.

practical operation of the slave trade, the American slave trade, sustained by

American politics and American religion.

There you will see men and women reared like swine for the market, driven so

that they crowd the highways of the nation, driven by men armed with pistol,

whip, and bowie knife.

See, too, the young girl of 13 weeping, yes, weeping.

as she thinks of the mother from whom she has just been torn.

Attend a slave auction and see men examined like horses and women rudely

and shockingly exposed to the gaze of American slave buyers.

And never forget the sobs that arise from this group as they are sold

and separated forever.

Tell me, dear citizens, Where under God's sun Can you

find a spectacle more fiendish and shocking than this

It

is

now my singular pleasure to introduce a new and tireless member of our

organization who has fearlessly chosen the path of God's work. May

I present Miss Virgilia Hazard.

My friends, there is one aspect of slavery so foul,

so utterly depraved that even we on this platform have been loath to raise its

specter. I must admit to you my shame to stand before you with rising

indignation. A decent Christian woman addressing an audience of her own kind.

Forced to address publicly a sin so vile.

So vicious and degenerate.

The South's hateful system depends on the perpetuation of its free labor

force.

So where, ladies and gentlemen, do these new slaves come from when the aged and

infirmed are worked to death, beaten to death?

Why, they come from slavery itself.

For the true crop of a southern plantation...

is a human crop.

Yes, my friends, the plantations of the South are nothing more than black

breeding farms.

She's an offense to all the women in the abolitionist movement.

Giant bordellos owned and operated by a degenerate aristocracy.

Passions on the defenseless bodies of the women and children they hold

prisoner.

God in his heaven cries out against these crazed satyrs and every upright

human heart.

Here, sir.

You must believe what Mr. Finley is speaking.

I am afraid, sir, I have a train to catch to South Carolina. I have some

blacks to breed.

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No!

Miss Haslam.

Pardon me.

Dear lady, you were magnificent.

You were beyond description.

Why, thank you, Mr. Green.

I only spoke what was in my heart. You said things that have not been said,

that cried out for the saying, the passion for your address.

Physical presentation stirred me deeply.

You do me an honor to say so.

You've done us the honor.

I wonder, might we share a late supper to further discuss my reaction?

I've taken the liberty of...

requesting a small repast.

I'm most grateful for your approval, sir.

But I seem to remember that you are a married man.

My marital status should present no obstacle to the cause of freedom.

Nor does it, Mr. Green.

But freedom must ever be coupled with responsibility, as our founding father

so aptly put it.

Perhaps another time.

When you yourself are free.

Miss H-

You answer when I call you.

I'm sorry, Justin. I was taking a nap. I didn't hear.

You hear well enough when your slave women holler, though, don't you?

I heard about your latest errand of mercy.

I just do what I can to help.

You've got quite a reputation around here.

Madeline the Merciful.

Madeline the pregnant nigger's angel.

Justin, please.

My wife's spending all her time playing mid-wave to my sleep. Well, perhaps

you'd rather risk losing the children.

You're worried about the children, are you, my dear?

Well, I'm worried about children, too.

My own.

The ones you're not giving me.

I want a son.

I want a boy of my own.

That's all.

Damn it, woman!

Look at me when I'm talking to you.

Until you give me the son I want, you stay away from those black sluts. You

understand me?

You better.

I'll be watching you.

I've ridden by a hundred times hoping you'd be here.

Oh, I tried to stay away too, but I couldn't.

There hadn't been a day I hadn't thought about you.

Madeline, leave Justin.

We could run away.

You know, we can't.

We can't.

I will not let him stop us.

You don't know him. He'd hunt us like slaves. We'd be fugitives. We'd have no

legal or moral right on our side. I don't care about right. I care about

you. Divorce him, Madeline.

I can't.

If I even suggest it, I think...

to you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

but I'll go myself, sir. Are you sure you're not hurt? Wiley, why?

Why did it blow?

Pressure, sir.

The wrought iron bands, the reinforcement bands, I ordered them

installed. Yes, sir, but Mr. Stanley, sir, he canceled the order.

Why did you cancel my order, Stanley?

The shipments were off. We couldn't afford it. We couldn't afford it? Do you

think that we can afford it? Those dead workmen?

They have families that have depended on us, Stanley.

Families who are now without husbands or fathers.

The bans will go on immediately.

I'll reissue the order. You can't. You don't have the authority. Hell, I

haven't. The only place your name takes precedence over mine is on the bank

drafts.

We'll reinforce those bans immediately, and we'll pay $5,000 compensation,

miserable comfort though it is, to the families of the men who died of hazard

iron. That's insane. I won't do it. It is not insane. It is the only decent

thing to do, and you will do it, Stanley.

You will sign those bank drafts, or I'll come down here with 100 mill workers and

let them convince you.

George, Stanley, I've just come from the foundry.

I was shocked by what I saw there. I know, Mother.

This new system simply is not going to work.

We can't have this division of authority. I know that, Stanley, and I'm

going to do something about it.

Now, I've learned a great deal about hazard iron since your father died, not

particularly because I wanted to, but because I was compelled to learn by my

responsibility for the foundry.

And that's an embarrassment to me, Mother, as if you didn't have confidence

in my ability.

I'm sorry if it seems so, dear.

Mother.

By giving you financial control of Hazard Iron, I've let you prevent George

time and again from making improvements.

You refused to burn coal instead of charcoal even after George proved coal

was more efficient.

You refused to buy new equipment or repair the old, and now this horrible

explosion. Dear God.

That was not my fault.

Well, I'm going to have to try a change, Stanley. I'm going to give George

control of the money and see how things progress.

Mother, you can't take that away from me, too.

You and George will still have equal say in everything else.

My decision is made, Stanley. I don't want to hear another word about it.

I just don't understand you.

Why weren't you stronger with her? What could I do? Her mind was made up.

You could have made a stand.

Instead, you let your brother George walk all over you.

Mother says we're equal.

Oh, mother says we're equal.

Except that George now has the money, which means he really has the power.

What can we do?

Nothing.

Except wait.

And watch for a time when we can get our own back.

That could take years.

Yes, Stanley, all because you weren't man enough now.

We'll have our chance.

We'll get back everything that your brother George has stolen from us.

Him and that Irish slut of his.

We're gonna make them sorry.

Very sorry indeed.

My dear friends, as we commit till it made to God's care today, we must

remember these words.

In my father's house are many mansions. If it were not so, I would have told

you. I go to prepare a place for you.

And I know that the Lord has prepared a special place for Tillett, Maine. His

family must not grieve.

His loving daughters, Brett and Ashton, must all remember him in their hearts

and rejoice that this fine man, this loving father and husband, is

now with our Lord and Savior for all eternity.

Amen.

Mother, you ought to sleep.

I will, Laurie.

Father would... would have wanted you to take care of yourself.

I can't believe he's gone.

He loved you very much.

I'm afraid he didn't always know how to show it.

Lord,

I'm gonna miss him so.

They do care about you.

They don't care about me.

They treat me like I'm a stranger.

Hell, if it wasn't for my last name, they wouldn't have me here at all.

Well, I am a stranger. I know that.

But blood is blood.

I mean, you'd think they'd honor that.

A cousin's a cousin.

Even if his parents were poor.

They done made a home for you here.

Some home.

Old Clarissa, she treats me like I'm a child.

And Ori, the big master, he's as distant as a king. I guess that's what he thinks

he is.

He pays me no mind at all.

I'm no more family to them than you are.

Just like another one of their slaves, or might as well be.

Maybe you don't like the way that feels.

No, I don't.

You're the only one who understands, Semiramis.

Sure, I understand.

I've been a slave my whole life.

That don't mean that I liked it.

I'm sorry it has to be that way.

be getting back.

It's getting late.

Mr. Horry, sir.

You're out doing early enough this morning.

It's best to take care of hard business early, and that's what I'm here to do.

Oh? That so?

I'm releasing you from your employ at Mont Royal.

You'll have a month's pay and your choice of a horse from the working

stable. Why?

I never liked you, nor the way you did your job.

Is that right?

And how is that, sir?

I always did my best.

Your father never complained, dummy. My father and I are different men. Now that

he's gone, I gotta do what seems best to me.

Take a man's place. It's worked like a nigger to get it. Anger will not serve

you, Mr. Jones.

No.

What hard work won't do, talk will never help.

But you hear me.

The day may come when you'll regret having thrown me out like this.

I promise you that.

I think not.

Good day to you.

Mark, keep bringing some other out here.

Hello. What have we here but a sergeant next to drunkards? Bring more to swell

the company, Salem, with the looks of you.

Never mind, Graves. You'll take our money.

Three Barbados.

Can't find a way to get away from that tribe.

What's that you say, Salem?

None of your business, boy.

Keep your ugly, mean nose in your own ale.

You insult my family.

Your family?

Is that what you call it?

That ain't what they call you.

So happens I'm not in love with the Mount Royal branch of the family myself.

But I've talked to some of the slaves about you, Mr. Jones.

Fact is, I defend you.

They said you weren't fit to sleep with pigs.

But I said you weren't.

Oh, God!

We'll be paying you a visit in the morning to account for all this. Good

Lord, Charles.

Brawling in a tavern like a common cotton chopper.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Don't you have any pride in yourself, if not in us?

In fairness to the boss, sir, it was Jones that went for him first.

That's all well and good, sir.

But a gentleman does not lower himself to a fistfight with a lout like Jones.

You're a disgrace, Charles.

You're not my father.

You don't care about me. None of you do.

And I don't care what you say.

What would you know about it anyway?

You're still a baby.

No amount of lace would make you look one bit better than a pine board.

Now, Paul.

Do you always have to say things like that?

Well, it's true.

Besides, babies are sweet, and you have sweet baby skin and sweet

baby bloomers, and you'll probably still be just baby sweet when you're a sweet

old maid.

Cousin Charles, he's just getting in.

Been out all night again.

You kind of fancy him, don't you?

Oh, I just let on like I do, you know, to make the poor orphan boy feel

accepted. But I was real nice to him once, and you know what he said? What he

had the nerve to say to me? What?

He said, keep your distance, cousin dear. I'm wise to you.

But what about Cam?

He'll be dead soon enough.

What are you saying?

Where you suppose he's been all night.

Off sparking Sue Marie Smith.

But she's engaged to her cousin Whitney.

Well, of course she is, dummy.

And her cousin Whitney will just kill Charles for it.

Though he ought to kill Sue Marie.

The men say her britches are like a basket of coals.

Of course, you wouldn't know what that means.

But I do.

What is it exactly you want, Mr. Hunton?

Sir, I seek the approval of your bountiful heart.

In short, sir, I beg your kind permission to pay formal court to your

daughter.

My daughter?

No, sir.

Damn, I misspoke myself.

Your sister, Miss Ashton, sir.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Hunton?

My love leads me on, sir.

I worship the very ground she walks on.

Did I say something that I should not have said, sir?

Well, I guess that's all in the point of view, sir.

There. I'm already tight as a drum inside.

When are you and James Huntoon announcing your engagement?

Well, whatever makes you think we will.

Well, if not, then why is he downstairs asking all his permission to come

carting if you have no intention? He's got all the intentions, child.

What do I know what an old man thinks?

He's more than 20.

Here's how I feel about him.

Don't laugh. It's true.

I can't stand his puffy old face and his squinty little eyes and his

slippery old kisses.

Yeah. Kisses?

You let him kiss you already?

It's just a little old taste of honey, you baby, to sweeten him up.

But if you don't even like him, how could you?

Well, what's like got to do with anything?

Everybody says James is gonna be real important someday.

And a gal can never have too many important men courting her, now can she?

Oh, Ashton, can't you ever be serious?

But I am serious.

I might even marry slobbery old James.

That is, if I can find some advantage in it.

In short, sir, I make bold to consider myself qualified, perhaps even highly

qualified, to offer myself as a candidate for your sister's fair hand.

Offer yourself is a good choice of words.

Perhaps you already discount me for some reason.

No, James, I don't discount you at all.

I would hope not, sir.

As you know, sir, I am South Carolina's youngest attorney at law.

I am a champion of states' rights and a follower of the noble John C. Calhoun.

Since his passing, I have begun to aspire to high political office so that

I may continue his great work.

And there are those who feel that my goal is not an impossible one.

Excuse me.

Ori, I need to speak with you right away.

A few excuses.

I may then consider my suit as not entirely unwelcome to Mount Royal?

You may.

And Godspeed and guide you, Mr. Huntoon. You're gonna need it.

Thank you, sir.

I'll find my own way.

This time he's really done it. Your cousin Charles is in serious trouble.

You must come.

Please state your business, sir.

My name is Mr. Smith Dawkins, and I am representative and relative of Mr.

Whitney Smith, who last evening came upon Mr. Charles Maine of this

plantation in dalliance with his fiancée, Miss Sue Marie Smith.

The gentleman exchanged words whereupon Mr. Maine struck Mr.

Smith a severe blow.

Whereupon Mr. Smith...

Demanded satisfaction.

In consequence of which, I'm here to make arrangements.

Will you be acting as Mr. Maine's second?

I will not.

Mr. Maine is too young to be fighting duels. Besides, they're against the law.

He is old enough to have given offense in a totally adult way.

And as you very well know, sir...

The code dwello is in common practice despite South Carolina law.

Now, if you will kindly direct me to Mr. Maine second. Better still, to Mr. Maine

himself.

Well, I'd be delighted to, but I don't know where he is.

You are determined to go through with this farce, aren't you? Mr. Witness

Smith does not consider it a farce, sir. And neither will your kinsmen. To hell

with it, then.

I'll stand as second.

We promise absolute discretion, sir.

No witnesses other than family.

In the case of the Smith family, they could run into the hundreds.

We will keep our number to no more than 12.

And you must give similar assurance.

The site will be the clearing at Six Oaks.

The time, Tuesday morning, sunrise.

The weapons, conventional dueling pistols.

Assuming, of course, these arrangements are agreeable to you, sir.

They are not. None of it is.

But I accept.

Good day, sir.

Did you put a stop to this insanity?

Where is that lunatic?

One two three four five six seven eight nine ten

You're now dead

All I need is practice that in some sense of what you're practicing

Smith Dawkins just left you got until Tuesday morning to save your life What's

that to you? Well, I don't want to be further disgraced. So I have just become

your second Why you?

This is my affair, and I'm not afraid of that Lily White son of a... Well, you

should be.

He will undoubtedly kill you, as unprepared as you are.

He's killed men before.

I can handle him.

But you can't.

This is not just another one of your country brawls, Charles.

This is a duel, theoretically, between gentlemen.

It will be fought with rules, strict rules.

Now, you are a man, Charles.

You hear me?

You are a man.

And I can't have you dying on me and Sully and the family name.

Well, if there's one reason on earth I wouldn't want to get my brains blown

out, that's it.

Now, I'm gonna teach you how to shoot and how to win.

In 72 hours, that's all we got.

We'll get you some proper pistols first. Come on. Get on your horse.

Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

You're rushing your aim and you're still jerking the trigger.

Charles.

Fear will push you into haste and haste will push you into the grave.

Deliberate. Be deliberate.

Again.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Exactly the same as before, until it's second nature.

We may save your life yet.

Thanks. For saying we.

Don't get sentimental on me. It's a bit early for that.

Now, I know that you're scared, but that's to your advantage.

That peacock over there is too stupid to be scared yet.

Look at him.

He's keeping his coat on.

Appearances mean more to the fool than his life. And since he isn't worried, he

might not take sufficient care.

You will.

Now, remember, take your time.

Be calm, deliberate, and you will drop him.

You remain.

Seven, eight, nine, ten.

You must...

You must stand, Whitney.

That was the tribute, Charles. It's you they're applauding.

Me? But that's his family. The man proved himself a coward.

They're showing their admiration for your courage and for your generosity and

spirit in not killing him.

You have shown every attribute of a Carolina gentleman today.

I'm proud of you, Charles.

Used to life.

Why, thanks to you.

I owe you mine.

All the time, all the care you took with me.

Without you, you'd have killed me, certain.

Probably.

But what you did, you did.

Always before when I'd fight, everyone disapproved.

Ori, what made us so different?

Rules, Charles.

There's a strict and definite code of honor among gentlemen that must be

observed.

Even in a fight.

Especially in a fight.

Ori, I want that.

To be a man of honor.

I mean, like you.

Uh... Do you think... I mean, is there a

chance that I could go to West Point?

You'd never pass the entrance exams.

Not now.

You have the intelligence, but you don't have the education.

But if you're serious... we could have you tutored.

I've never been more serious about anything in my life.

Simply exquisite.

And these are my pride of Pennsylvania's. It took me years to get

them started.

They're Mother's special favorites.

I believe this is the most beautiful garden I've ever seen.

It should be. Mother worked on it like a slave.

And over here are my climbing roses. I've been trying to train them to

patterns. Virgilia, dear, why don't you run and see if Cook has tea ready?

The minister's cat is an actor.

The minister's cat is an angry cat. The minister's cat is an awful cat. The

minister's cat is an awful cat. The minister's cat is a beautiful cat. The

minister's cat is a bashful cat.

The minister's cat is a bumbling cat. The minister's cat is a babbling cat.

You're not still upset about South Carolina trying to secede earlier this

year, are you?

You're damn right I am.

Are you?

I don't think they'll try it again.

Even if they do, it won't be like we're two separate countries.

That's exactly what it'll be like.

Maury, I've got some neighbors up here who just don't argue about slavery and

states' rights anymore.

They're beginning to hate Southerners.

Yeah, I hear talk of South Carolina, too, but some of my neighbors are none

too fond of Yankees.

George, it's not the majority. It's the fanatics.

Well, I hope you're right.

Because if South Carolina does secede, a lot of other states will follow.

And we'll all have to choose sides.

White young man, you're Charles.

Already the picture of a southern gentleman.

Next fall, he and Billy go off to the point.

Pleaves together just like we were. What about when they get out, though?

At least you and I could fight on the same side.

That only seems possible.

there may be hope for the north and south after all at least for those two

oh

ashton

i just have to say it i think he is so handsome billy

Cause alongside Charles, most anybody'd look good.

Just about the most exciting thing I've ever laid my eyes on, that's all.

And a hundred proof of trouble.

Take my word and give her a wide berth.

Brett's the one who won.

Take another look at her.

Billy! You come here this minute! I need you!

Coming.

What are you doing?

Well, Betty, I'm right here.

And I'm waiting for you.

Ashton.

It's how the wind sets, eh?

Never mind, pretty girl.

You'll get enough of her game sooner than you think.

Come on, let's take a walk, you and I.

The fugitive slave law should be repealed altogether.

Changing it is just another scheme to appease the South.

Oh, dear me, I feel so lost when the talk turns to such things.

Well, then you should inform yourself, Mrs. Maine. Lord knows we won't get the

truth from our menfolk.

It was such a pleasant afternoon, Virgilia. The law has changed, Mrs.

Maine. We take fugitive slave cases away from individual states, and it would put

it into the hands of the federal government.

Well, doesn't that benefit the runaway? It would seem to, and that's the evil of

it. In reality, the law gives slave catchers the right to enter free states

to capture escaped slaves, even when those states guarantee slaves their

freedom. And it's far worse than before.

Our representatives are only trying to preserve the Union, Virgilia. Our

representatives are only catering to Southern gentlemen.

That will be enough, Virgilia. Now, we are here to enjoy ourselves.

If you don't like Southerners, Virgilia, then why in the world did you invite us

up here?

Ashton, sit down and be a lady.

No, I'll answer the child.

I didn't want you here, but I wasn't consulted.

But since you are here, you might take the time to listen and to learn the

truth.

The truth, Miss Vergilia?

And what is that, the same truth you told in Philadelphia? What was it, uh,

degenerate southern satyrs? Deny it, if you dare.

I'll shout it from the housetop.

Slave owners are nothing more than whore masters.

I'm sorry, George, but I believe it's time we were leaving.

No, please.

Virgilia, you'll apologize to our friends now.

Your friends, George?

I find their way of life repellent and wrong.

All right.

You can tell your friends they needn't leave.

I'll be happy to stay in my room for the rest of their visit so I don't have to

look at their faces or hear their damn southern voices.

Ori, all of you, please do not let what Virgilia says or does ruin our first

summer together.

Please stay with us.

Mother.

All right, all right, George, we'll stay.

Corey.

Thank you, George.

George.

I've been thinking about something.

Remember the first time I was here and we visited Hazard Iron and we talked

about a cotton mill?

Yes.

And you made me show you every part we ever made for a textile mill.

Well, George, I still think it's a good idea. Maybe better than ever.

How do you figure that?

Well, right now, every ounce of cotton has to be shipped north or to England.

Imagine... Having a mill right in South Carolina.

Imagine them. Can you imagine being able to manufacture the cotton right where

it's grown?

I can imagine that.

If you and I were equal partners in it.

Wait, George. I was only asking for advice, not money. I know that. But

remember the last time we talked about this? I told you then that Hazard Iron

should manufacture the parts for it.

But I can do better than that now. I've got some money tucked away. It sounds

like an excellent investment.

I don't know what to say. It's so much better than I hoped.

I've got one condition, though.

No slave labor.

Agreed.

Main and hazard.

It's got a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Almost as nice as Hazard, Maine.

Are you absolutely certain that's what George said?

A cotton mill in South Carolina? I told him it was a foolish idea, but it is his

money.

And it is our salvation.

Imagine George being stupid enough to invest in the South.

I don't understand.

How does that help us?

Think about it, Stanley.

George is investing in a region that's beginning to think of itself as a rival

country.

Why, he is going to lose everything in this silly mill venture.

And what better way to prove to your mother that she made a terrible mistake?

And that you should be running Hazard Iron.

They're so ripe, Billy.

Just look at them.

They look delicious.

Well, I saved them just for you.

You did?

Let me give you one.

Was it good, Billy?

Yes. Do you want more?

Yes.

I'll give you more if you want me to.

Your brother.

Forget about them. No one will know. Ashton, no.

I want to, but no.

I can't.

All right?

Well, forget it, then.

I'm going home. No, Ashton.

Don't be angry, please.

I care about you.

You care about me?

If you cared about me, Billy, you wouldn't be such a damn gentleman.

When I can manage myself, thank you very much.

I hope you're not mad at me.

No, you don't. I'm angry with you.

We won't offend you.

It's been a wonderful summer. I can't thank you enough.

On the contrary, we should be thanking you for having come.

Audrey and I want to have you all come down to Carolina just as soon as you

find the time.

We insist upon it.

And she's very determined when she makes up her mind, Miss Hazard.

So you must say yes.

Very well, then. On behalf of all of us, I accept your kind invitation.

Mount Royal will await you.

Again, our deepest thanks.

Maine and Hazard?

Hazard and Maine.

Take care, old friend.

And you.

Till we meet again.

Bye!

Ow.

I want me here.

Maybe you're jealous, but she can give me what you can't.

Maybe I should drag you in there and show you how I can get a man child.

Any slut in this plantation but you.

You are disgusting!

Disgusting! You

could

just lie there and rot.

Kill him.

Dear God, help me. I will kill him now.

Don't say that.

Don't even think that.

I can't let you go back to him, Madeline.

Please let me send you away.

I'll join you as soon as I can.

You can see how dangerous he is.

He'd find me.

But if you stay... Things must stay the way they are.

He still knows nothing about us.

And he must never know.

Please.

Please.

Then this is the safest place for us.

You'll never come back here.

And this will change nothing that's between us.

Nothing.

You know that room that I mentioned to you before?

The one that used to be the Saddlemakers' workshop?

Yes. As I said, here's if you want it.

Well, George, you need to know what it's to be used for.

Now, you mustn't be angry with me.

And you must deny me if you don't approve.

You're opening a brothel.

Be serious, George.

Listen.

I want Belvedere to be a link on the Underground Railway.

If free Negroes can help George, so can we.

You, uh... You want to shelter escaped slaves?

Yes.

Well, it's dangerous, Khan.

You'd be breaking the fugitive slave law.

If you're caught, it means federal prison.

At least.

I know that.

Believe me, I've thought about the risks.

But, George... Well, come with me. I want to show you something.

The abuse was constant, George.

There was no provocation.

And it became more than he could bear. So Abner ran away. And made his way up

here through houses and friends in the network.

All the way from Raleigh.

You're safe here with us.

I want you to know that.

Thank you.

I admire what you're doing, Joel.

No one can know but Mother.

Virgilia cannot be trusted, and Billy... He's too young, I know.

We can't let anyone find out.

Ever.

We're finished.

I'll stand by you, though.

Oh, thank you.

I knew you would, once you saw.

You've always known me too well.

It's Ori, isn't it?

That's what you're thinking about?

Well, here we are.

Partners in a business.

And I'm helping people that he considers criminals.

But they're not criminals, George.

And someone has to help them.

Ori's ideas are part of his heritage.

It'll take generations to change them.

When we all go down to Mount Royal in a couple of weeks, we're going to see how

he was brought up, the things he believes in.

It's going to come as quite a shock to some of the people in our family.

Oh, thank God Virgilio's not going to be there.

George, she told me she wanted to go.

In fact, she begged me to speak to you about it.

Well, you can tell her the answer was no.

Oh, George, you can't forbid her.

After what she did the time the mains were here, I most certainly can.

But she seems so honestly sorry about that.

And besides, the whole family was invited, and Virgilio says that includes

her, too. It was assumed she wouldn't go.

Virgilio knows that.

Or he's too polite to make conditions.

Well, think of it this way, George.

Maybe, just maybe...

Miss Stanley and Isabelle won't go to Mount Ryle if Virgilia does.

And now, wouldn't that be a dreadful loss?

John Torch, do I get to go?

What I don't understand is why you want to go, Virgilia.

You hate the South and all Southerners, or so you have endlessly claimed. But

you're always preaching that all hate is based on ignorance.

Now, I'm willing to admit that I may have been wrong.

But I'll never find out unless I see it firsthand.

Taking you into South Carolina is like taking a torch into a powder magazine.

I'll be good as gold, I promise.

That man is my best friend on this earth, Virgilia. No talk about abolition

or free soil or anything else that might offend him. Word of honor.

Well, I'll swear to it on a Bible if you want me to, George. All right, Virgilia.

You've given me your word of honor. I have to accept that. You can go.

Wonderful. Oh, Penny's back. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Just a minute.

The Bible's in there.

Wow.