All language subtitles for North And South S01E04 (1985) 1080p_English [English] (SUBRIP)

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

And there's the favored man himself,
Miss Ashton's beau and intended.

CLARISSA:
Don't worry, Billy.

Ashton has many callers, but there
isn't one who has gotten her to accept.

Courage.

[MUSIC STOPS]

[CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

Well done, Virgilia.

And warmly too.

My word's not something I take lightly,
George, you should know that.

Miss Virgilia,
Galen DeVere, your servant.

May I have the signal honor
of this dance?

It would be my pleasure, Mr. DeVere.

Well, she is the soul of charm so far.

And knowing her,
that's what worries me.

One moment, sweet Ashton.

Gentlemen, these long
and studious faces.

Is there no mirth extant?

You gentlemen,
young Lochinvar of the North...

...are you availing yourself sufficiently
of our decadent Southern delights?

We dance and drink a good
deal up North too, you know.

And court the ladies as well,
I suppose.

The essential liberties.
Long may they prevail.

It's safe to say
all Americans are in favor of that.

Yes, but some of us would go
to greater lengths than others to defend.

Huntoon obviously has some rather
definite views on states' rights, Billy.

Definitely. Somewhat prickly
from the Northern point of vantage.

-Is that so?
-Well, perhaps not prickly, merely logical.

In the matter of the basic freedoms,
such as private property, for example.

Universally respected,
as far as I know.

Under the States' Rights doctrine...

...the holding of slaves is a matter
decided by the states themselves...

...rather than an overreaching,
power hungry, and I must say...

...a meddling federal government.

Sir, that's wrong.

Slaves are human beings.
Not things, not private property.

Well, then you best
read the Constitution.

I quote from the 10th Amendment
of that revered document:

"The powers not delegated to
the United States by the Constitution...

...nor prohibited by
it to the states...

...are reserved to the states
and the people thereof."

I beg you to look into it,
my Northern friend.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

You seem very quiet, Madeline.

Am I?

I'm sorry.
I've forgotten my manners.

No, your manners are impeccable.
It's your spirit I'm talking about.

I know a man who suffers
much the same way you do.

Are there others like me?

That's the tragedy
of feeling sorry for oneself.

It obliterates one's sympathies
for others.

Very clever, Madeline...

...but you needn't be with me.
I'm your friend and I'm his friend too.

My, now, aren't you two the pair?

Are you proposing already, Forbes?

Well, I guess you could say that
in a way, Miss Ashton.

-What I proposed was--
-Forbes invited me to the races, Ashton.

To see his stallion win.

Oh, how exciting.
I just love stallions!

They're so wild and
violent and powerful.

Then you'd love Cannonade.

I rode him over today.
He's in your stable.

Forbes, do take me
to see him right this minute.

I want to see him up close.

I want to touch him.

Well, I suppose I could.

Miss Brett?

No, thank you, Forbes. I'll wait and see
him at the races. You and Ashton go.

Let's hurry, Forbes.

I want to see that stallion.
Maybe I'll ride him.

-In that dress?
-I suppose I could take it off.

[CHUCKLING]

Very dense in that swamp of politics.

You're lucky to get away with both
your temper and your honor intact.

For the most part, I'm a lover,
not a fighter, at least at parties.

Good evening, Ashton.

Why is your cousin so cold to me?

You're determined to get burned,
are you?

If I can't take Ashton away from James
Huntoon, then I don't deserve her.

You're missing something
that would be a lot better for you.

Brett.

She's a darling.

And she's capable of loving. That's
a faculty Lady Ashton does not possess.

One in ten thousand, Billy.
I know her.

Will you excuse me?

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN 1: Evening, ma'am.
MAN 2: Evening, miss.

[WOMAN HUMMING]

[CHATTERING]

-Thank you, Lord. Amen.
-Amen.

MAN 3:
Ow!

Stop it!

[GASPS]

Frighten you, missy?

Fright--? No. Excuse me.

-I'm sorry.
-It's-- There's no reason to apologize.

I mean, it's absolutely fine,
and I'm all right.

You're...?

Grady.

Coachman for Mr. Huntoon.

Grady.

I see.

Well, I'm Virgilia, Grady--
Hazard.

I am Virgilia Hazard.

It's been my pleasure, ma'am.

[CHATTERING]

Forbes....

You love me, Forbes?

Yes, I think I do.

Mmm. You are...

...such a man, Forbes.
More than I dreamed of.

Even if I decide I have to marry James,
for the power and all...

...I will still want you.

[ASHTON MOANING]

Billy! Billy!

You!
It was all your fault...!

Thank you.

-Ready?
BILLY: Yes.

[BRETT LAUGHING]

[CHUCKLING]

It's been so nice being with you
these last few days, Billy.

I feel the same way.

I'm beginning to wish I'd never
have to leave. Can you believe that?

I do like you, Brett.

I do.

Billy....

[GIGGLES]

Brett....

Damn you!

For what?

For knowing what you are?

You don't care for Brett.

You're trying to punish me
because you don't understand.

Ashton, I understand what I saw.

Do you?

Then you know that he's more
of a man than you'll ever be.

You had your chance. You just
weren't man enough to take it.

Well, you deserve Brett.
You're babies, both of you!

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

CUFFEY: Miss Virgilia, we best ride
on home. Storm's coming on.

No, Cuffey, I don't want to go home.
This is exciting.

CUFFEY:
Mr. Orry, he'll be mad with me...

-...if you got wet, caught cold.
-I can handle Mr. Orry.

Have you worked for him long?

Yes, ma'am. Him and his daddy,
Mr. Tillet, before him.

VIRGILIA:
Are you happy?

Being a slave to people
no better than yourself?

They're only human, Cuffey, as you are.

CUFFEY: Well, I don't like it.
But I gots to do what I'm told.

But why?
We're all equal, Cuffey.

Men and women, black and white.

-Nobody's any better or worse.
-Miss, we gots to go home!

This rain is fixing to come down heavy.

Do you want to escape, Cuffey?

Do you want to run away North?

Because if you do, I'll help you today.

Go on, miss! Don't talk like that.

All I wants to do is get you on home
safe and sound. That's all I wants to do.

All right.
I'll race you.

What happened?

Wheel's done busted.

Mr. Huntoon and his party took
the horses and rode on for home.

Cuffey, how far is Mont Royal?

Couple hours yet, miss.
Bit more in this storm.

You ride on.

Tell Mr. George I'm safe and I'm staying
here in this coach until the rain stops.

I don't like to do that, miss.
Supposing he blames me for leaving you?

He won't. Tell him I was tired of
getting wet and couldn't go any further.

I sent you to tell them I was all right.
Go on now.

I'll be all right.

Yes, ma'am.

Hello, Grady.

You remember.

Come inside with me.

I want to talk to you.

What do you wants to talk
to a slave about?

You have pride, Grady.
You don't seem like a slave.

I want to be your friend.

There ain't no white lady in Carolina...

...friend to a man like me.

I'm from the North.

And we hate slavery.

I belong to an organization that
helps escaped slaves start new lives...

...as free men.

Free....

I thinks on it all the time.

But the risk....

It's worth it, Grady.

It is. At any risk.

Saying you wants to help me?

Yes.

And I'll do anything to prove
you can trust me.

That I accept you as an equal.

You wants to lay with me,
don't you?

Because I'm something different.

Don't flatter yourself.

Knows what they'd do to me?

Just for...

...touching you?

I won't let them punish you, Grady.
Never.

I don't believe in never.

About a mile down, off the track...

...there's this old barn.

They won't be coming back for you
until morning.

Won't they wonder
why we didn't just stay here?

No, ma'am.

Door's done busted.

Water be coming in the coach.

But Cuffey, he'll remember.

He won't say nothing.

He knows me.

You sure...

...you wants this?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

I ain't doing this just for you...

...because you wants it.

I do it...

...because I wants it too.

ORRY: Grady, where's Miss Virgilia?
GRADY: Inside. She be fine, sir.

GEORGE: Thank God. You couldn't stay
with the carriage the way it was?

GRADY:
No, sir, but I knew you'd be coming.

Know you'd find us here.

Virgilia? Are you all right?

Thank heavens you're safe.

Safe, yes. And hungry.

George, you certainly took
your time getting here.

HUNTOON:
Yes, well, Grady is a good nigger.

Just the boy to have
at your back in a time of need.

Well, I simply cannot thank you enough
for him, Mr. Huntoon.

I assure you, he made a distressing
situation into almost a pleasure.

I've never understood what people have
against a good personal servant myself.

I find it no different
than any other amenity.

And a slave is more loyal than a hireling.

Mm-hm.

Grady, I could care for you.

I almost believes that.

It's true. I swear it.

Did you talk to the man from Charleston?

Steamer puts out tomorrow night
for Philadelphia.

He can stow me away on it.

For more money than all I'm worth.

Here.
This is all the money that I have.

Will it be enough?

-That's more than....
-Never mind. You'll need it.

Can you read this?

I taught myself.

1221 State Street...

-...Philadelphia.
-It's a safe house run by Friends.

Quakers.

You go quickly,
and I'll be with you soon.

Take that away, Rachel.

A dish of strawberries
would suit me just fine.

Aren't you feeling well this morning,
Ashton?

Since the Hazards have come to visit,
I've all but lost my appetite.

Would you care to
explain yourself, sister?

[GIGGLING]

Why, brother Orry, I meant no offense.

It's just that with the excitement and all,
I've no interest in food.

James, welcome. Join us, please.

This is not a social call, sir.

Are you aware that one
of my slaves has run off?

We did hear Grady was missing.

As much as I hate to say it, sir,
it's more than a coincidence...

...that a slave who never showed
the slightest sign of dissatisfaction...

...should decide to run off while you're
entertaining visitors from up North!

Just what are you suggesting, Huntoon?

I am not suggesting, sir.
I'll say it straight out.

Did you help my slave escape,
Miss Hazard?

Just a minute, Mr. Huntoon!

You're addressing my sister.

Yes, I am, sir!
Please be kind enough to let her answer.

Virgilia, I suggest
that you and I retire upstairs.

I think that's an excellent idea.

No. Mr. Huntoon has come here
for an answer...

...and I'm afraid he won't leave
until he gets one.

Then tell him that it's not true.

If one of his prisoners escapes,
Stanley...

...then I wish that man
all the luck in the world.

That's not an answer, Miss Hazard!

Nor do you deserve one...

...until you give us reason
for your suspicion. A good reason.

On the night of the storm,
this lady spent the entire night...

...in the sole company
of my nigger Grady.

Something no Southern
white woman would ever admit to doing.

Even though she did claim
he was guarding her.

You're calling my sister a liar?

James, tell them.

Are you?

Ashton, I....

Then I'll do it.

The other night when James was here...

...Virgilia was with Grady
in the cotton dock.

I saw them.

Ashton, sit down.

Daughter, this is one time
I think you'd better speak up.

Now, what were you two
doing in the cotton dock, Virgilia?

Were you showing him
the path to freedom road?

And what else did you show him?

Did you bed with him to show your
sympathy for his unfortunate situation?

I'd expect that of an abolitionist whore!

BILLY:
You pompous windbag!

Billy!

Leave my house, James, now.

Not until he gets an answer.

I did help Grady escape, Mr. Huntoon.

I knew it!

Virgilia.

You see him as a nigger!

And I see him as a man
who deserves to be free!

One day, you'll all understand
what's about to happen here.

And when you do, God help you.

That woman conspired to rob me!

And her brother assaulted me!

I demand satisfaction!

-My seconds will call.
-There will be no dueling!

Why not? I'll kill
that custard-face son--

-Billy, that's enough!
-Come on, before he does kill you.

I just knew that sister of yours would
do something as unspeakably vile as this.

It is no fault of mine.

George, I'm so sorry.

-I want to apologize.
-It's too late for that now.

There's no greater crime
than stealing another man's slave.

That's what your sister did
by helping Grady escape.

Yes, but you know Virgilia, she--

When that fool Huntoon spreads the
word, there will be hell to pay, George.

You'd all...

...better be leaving
for Charleston. Today.

We'll be gone within the hour.

CLARISSA:
Safe journey.

CONSTANCE:
Now, don't you worry about Billy.

We'll keep an eye on him for you.

Mr. Hazard, sir.

You've already taken advantage
of my brother's hospitality.

Don't think you can take
advantage of my sister's.

Orry, you know that I regret
any trouble that's been caused.

-I never intended--
ORRY: George...

...I think it best we don't visit
each other for a while.

At least until my neighbors
forget what happened.

Well, I doubt that your neighbors
will ever understand or forget, Orry.

Virgilia was wrong in her methods...

...but she was doing
what she thought was right.

Goodbye, Orry.

George, I....

Goodbye.

MAN:
Whoa....

Uncle John.

I knew he was feeling poorly,
Miss Madeline...

...but he wouldn't let me
do nothing for him.

He wouldn't even let me
send for you till now.

The doctor, he say your daddy is dying.

Miss Madeline, your daddy is dying.

Take hold of yourself.
I'm going upstairs now.

You want me to come with you,
Miss Madeline?

No, Maum Sally. You stay there
with Uncle John.

Laurette.

No, Papa. It's me, Madeline.

You look so much like your mother.

Hush, now.
Save your strength for getting better.

My-- My sweet Madeline...

...we both know
I'm not going to get better.

Papa.

We had a beautiful marriage,
your mother and I.

I wanted a marriage like that for you.

But I know now...

...I did you a terrible wrong.

No, you did what you
thought was right for me.

I took Orry's letters...

...so that you would agree
to marry Justin.

I know.

And I forgave you
a long time ago for that.

[GROANING]

There is something else
I have to tell you...

Don't try to talk anymore.

...about your mother.

Laurette made me swear
I would never tell you.

Your mother's skin was fair like yours.

But, but...

...Laurette's grandmother,
your great-grandmother...

...was a Negress...

...a slave.

If my mother didn't want you to tell me,
why are you telling me now?

To protect you.

I don't want you hurt.

If the wrong people
ever find out the truth...

...and use it against you....

Papa, who else knows?

Papa!

Papa! I love you.

He's with your mother now, child.

Nothing more you can do.

You knew about my mother.

Why didn't you tell me?

It was the way your folk wanted it.

When you was little...

...it made me worry:

"What would happen
if someone found out?"

But no one ever did.

And now, we know.

You and me, and that's all.

Justin, if he ever found--

If he found out,
you know what he'd do?

Plantation owner marrying a nigger!

And that's the way
he will think of you, child.

You best remember that,
or he will kill you.

[GASPS]

Grady, you'd be doing a great service.

Nothing is as potent in persuading
the public to the evils of slavery...

...as the testimony of a man
who has endured it.

I don't know, Mr. Still.

It's dangerous.

What if some slave catcher
from Carolina got wind of it?

I understand your concern.

But only you can answer
that question, of course.

We're not interested.
You don't want the truth.

You want some watered-down version.

The Pennsylvania Antislavery Society...

...wants the strongest possible
condemnation of slavery.

All we ask is that there be no appeal
for violent uprisings in the South.

That kind of talk frightens many people.

Whites and free blacks...

...that would otherwise
support our cause.

And, if I may be quite blunt...

...cost us a lot of money
they would otherwise donate.

Out of which, of course,
you'd get paid.

My husband and I will not prostitute
ourselves for a few pieces of silver.

Please, listen to this.

I believe that both of you
can be of use to the Abolition.

Everyone in our society
does not agree with me.

It's taken a great deal of time
to convince everyone...

...to extend this invitation,
and I doubt it will be repeated.

Your beliefs are considered
among some to be extreme.

[CHUCKLING]

At least we live by our beliefs,
Mr. Still.

Look at you, Mr. Still.

Dressed so fine...

...hobnobbing with those whites
who dabble at politics.

Makes it easier to forget
how it really is for your own kind.

Why, you're no more
a free man than I am.

Can I ask you...?

-You read this?
-Of course.

-Everyone in the Society has read it.
-And you still believe that talking...

...and making speeches will get rid of
what's described in Uncle Tom's Cabin?

The whuppings? The cruelties?

Mrs. Stowe's book and our speeches
will bring attention to these matters.

And that's the way
the Society wants it.

Then slavery will never be abolished
by the likes of you.

It must die bathed in fire and blood.

When other Northerners read this book,
they'll think so too.

No, no. Look, any move towards violence
will only lead to prolonged suffering...

...to increasing acts
of repression that....

Well....

I'm afraid I'm wasting my time.

Yes, sir.

You is.

I pray that your way does not prevail.

Get out.

The cold is cutting through me
like a knife.

Would you put some more wood
in the oven, Virgilia?

There isn't any more wood.

When the fire dies, we'll just
crawl under the blankets again.

It's not fit for pigs.

Grady, it's not your fault
that you lost the job at the docks.

There are hundreds of men
out of work right now.

You bought me my freedom...

...and this...

...is what I....

Why in God's name
did you ever marry me?

Because I love you.

You're the only man I ever wanted.

We share the same fight.

We're at war, you and I.

Not with each other, but with
the rest of them outside these walls.

Men like Still
don't seem to know there is a war.

Still and his kind
surrendered a long time ago.

But there are others...

...who share our beliefs...

...our kind of abolition.

After your people are freed...

...after we punish the South
for all they've done...

...then we'll deal with Still
and his people.

Every man and woman
who opposed us in our struggle.

[CHATTERING]

BRETT: Hello, Orry.
-Brett.

Anything wrong?

Orry, some mail came today.

And you didn't get a letter from Bill.

Now, Brett, you know they
run cadets ragged at the Point.

He and Charles don't have time
to breathe, much less write.

Well, I did get a letter from Billy.

-Well, then what...?
-This came too.

It was sent to the whole family.

There was no card or letter.

-Just a postmark from Philadelphia.
-We don't know anyone there.

Billy wrote that his sister
was living there. With Grady.

UNCLE TOM'S
CABIN

-This is trash, I'm gonna burn it.
-Orry, I read some of it.

It scared me.

This woman wrote horrible things
about us.

What if people up North believe them?

Brett, this book was written
by a Northerner.

She based it on reports
from abolitionists and escaped slaves.

She never even bothered to come down
here and find out if any of it was true.

George and Constance...

...and Billy...

...they know that we're not like that...

...don't they?

Of course they do, Brett.
They understand.

But, Orry, you didn't understand.

What?

When Virgilia helped Grady leave.

Go home, Brett.

[MARCHING BAND PLAYING]

[CHATTERING]

They all look so young,
don't they, Orry?

It wasn't that long ago when you and I
marched on that field.

Now it's Charles and Billy.

GEORGE:
Best friends, just like we were.

[MOUTHS]
Hi.

Isn't he handsome?

They all are...

...especially that one.

I meant Billy.

I know who you meant.

I don't understand what you
see in that boy...

...when there's so many
men available.

Billy is the man for me.

Well, I suppose you'll have to settle
for whomever comes along...

...not being possessed of the same
adventurous spirit as myself.

And I'm sure you're betrothed
just adores that side of your nature.

James Huntoon? That sod.

Ashton!

There's only one thing
about him I find attractive:

He has a brilliant future in politics.

And politics, my dear sister,
is where the power is.

But you do love him, don't you?

[LAUGHING]

Don't be ridiculous.

I couldn't possibly love just one man.

Think how disappointed
the rest of them would be.

MAN:
Ready, two!

Battalion!

ALL:
Company!

For the good of the service!

For the good of the service!

-Dismissed!
ALL: Huzzah!

[CHEERING]

GEORGE: Things haven't really changed
all that much.

ORRY:
Not at all.

BILLY: George.
GEORGE: There.

-Congratulations.
BILLY: Thank you.

-We couldn't be more proud of you.
BILLY: Mother.

-Thank you for coming.
MYLES: Billy.

BILLY: Myles.
-Congratulations on your assignment.

I'd like you all to meet Myles Woodward,
second lieutenant, classmate, and friend.

-Myles.
BILLY: Orry Main.

You're being sent on assignment
so soon, son.

We thought we'd at least have you
at home for a while.

I've been assigned to staff duty
at the Engineer Corps in Washington.

-Is that safe?
-Yes.

It's the best assignment Billy
could've been given, and safest.

The engineers aren't even
allowed to carry weapons.

That's right. The army's leaving
the fighting to men like Charles.

-You two won't be serving together.
-No, ma'am. Afraid not.

The army's sending me about as far
away as they can, to Texas.

-Second cavalry.
CHARLES: Right.

Texas? Why, that's
the end of the earth.

Nothing down there
but heat, dust, and red Indians.

Texans and Spaniards,
and the best regiment in the army.

Robert E. Lee's
in command of the second, Charles.

He must have liked the way
you sat a horse.

Better than how I stood in class.

In fact, if it weren't for Billy, I probably
wouldn't have gotten through it.

But I do hear Lee thinks
Texas is beautiful.

And that he keeps a garden and a pet
rattlesnake. I think I'll do the same.

[CHUCKLING]

Ladies, George and I will now show you
where we used to live.

-Yes, by all means.
MYLES: A pleasure to meet you.

BILLY:
Goodbye, Myles.

I always thought
you were little crazy, Charles...

...but I guess that's why
I like you so much.

Oh, and here I thought it was because
I'm Billy Hazard's best friend.

An unpleasant association...

...that I won't hold against you.

I'm truly grateful, cousin.

[CHUCKLING]

I got all your letters.

I must have read each one
at least a dozen times.

Writing kept me
from missing you too much.

ASHTON:
Why, Billy Hazard!

Aren't you even going
to say hello to me?

Hello, Ashton.

Well, that's not much
of a proper greeting.

Here.

Brett, honey,
why are you getting all excited?

Billy's like a brother to me. There's
no harm in kissing one's relations.

Brett.

Billy Hazard, you're not gonna
run away from me again, are you?

As far as I can get.

That'll never be far enough,
sweet Billy.

BILLY:
You're a wonderful dancer.

I'll have to brush up on my dancing
for the next ball.

How about here?

I love you, Brett, so much.

I love you too.

But am I the girl you really want,
or is Ashton?

Brett, it's you.

It's you!

I can't imagine what it'd be like
not to love you.

Would you do me the honor
of becoming my wife?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

What is this old place anyway?

It's the chemistry lab.

You said
you wanted to go someplace private.

Well, it certainly is that.

What is that smell?

-Yankee perfume?
-That's the brimstone.

We mix gunpowder here.

Hm.

-How exciting.
-It will be. I promise.

You Yankee boys are all alike...

...thinking y'all got
something special...

...something we Southern gals
ain't never seen before.

Whenever we buy new slaves...

...the overseer strips them naked...

...to make sure they're healthy.

I used to hide in the barn and watch...

...especially when we bought
male slaves.

You like it, don't you?

Now, that all depends on the man.

Well, I haven't had any complaints
so far.

If you're as good as you taste...

...I'll give you a little souvenir
for a night to remember.

All the little girls want
a souvenir of West Point.

So that's what all the little girls want.

[CHUCKLES]

This little girl...

...wants more.

[MEN SINGING "BENNY HAVENS, OH!"]

Just like the old days, isn't it, Orry?

Only this time we don't have to worry
about getting caught.

-George....
-I've missed you, old friend.

Two years is a long time.

And don't you tell me
how busy you've been at the mill.

I know that what Virgilia
and Grady did--

George...

...I feel...

...that I let you down in that.

What Virgilia did was wrong.

But it wasn't your fault.

I should've told you that then
or written you.

It's important
that you're telling me now.

When we were at the Point, you told me
that in order to remain friends...

...we couldn't talk about our differences.
Well, we've gotta talk about them, Orry.

As much as we can.

I think a wedding
might help our two families.

-Whose?
-I know they're a little young, but....

Billy asked me
to talk to you about Brett.

He wants to court her,
and he'd like your approval.

I can't give it.

Not now, anyway.

Why not? Billy's a fine young man
with a good head on his shoulders.

George, you don't need to point out
Billy's attributes.

There is no one I would rather see
my sister married to.

They're on flirtation walk
right now with my blessing.

I don't understand
your reluctance to marriage.

Secession talk is starting up
all over again.

When Carolina failed for the second time
in '52, I thought it was over, but it isn't.

Thanks to the abolitionists
and Uncle Tom's Cabin...

...the North now believes
the South is full of Simon Legrees.

We're not gonna be left
with any choice, George.

You said so yourself.

Now I believe it too.

But secession talk didn't stop me
from becoming partners with you.

And I don't see why it should stop
Brett and Billy.

Think about it, George.

A Southern girl being married
to a Northern officer.

What would their life be like?

I've always hoped that the North
and South could find a way...

...to solve their differences.

And seeing that out there today,
watching that parade...

...made me think that they could.

Now, you know that I am basically
in favor of the marriage.

But I just need a little more time
to be sure.

Here's to friendship, Orry.

Here's to it.

How you feeling now, honey?

Good...

...but I could be better.

Well...

...I'm a little tired right now...

...but I do have some friends...

...who'd be mighty grateful
to keep you occupied for a while.

These other boys...

...are they like you?

Amateurs, but willing to learn.

What I meant was,
are they friends of Billy Hazard?

Well, I guess so.

You just make sure that they are...

...because his friends
are the only ones I want.

Including you.

-She was really something, wasn't she?
-Oh, the hellcat nearly killed me.

I got the scratch marks
on my back to prove it.

And she's got her collection
of gold buttons.

Right.

-Take care, Woodward.
-Evening, Main.

Better learn to watch that flank
at all times.

Could prove to be
your downfall in battle.

That all depends upon
who's sneaking up behind me.

Whether they're an enemy or friend.

Just consider yourself lucky
this time, friend.

We better get back--

CHARLES: Before you go,
I'd like to ask you a question.

Have any of you seen my cousin Ashton?
I've been sent to find her.

No, sir. Not since the parade.

What about you, Woodward? You were
her escort at the dance. Where is she?

Right where I left her.
Said she wanted to be alone for a while.

Did something happen?
Is she all right?

[CHUCKLING]

-What have you done to her?
-Nothing she didn't want done.

Go ahead, Main.
But that won't change a thing.

That won't change what happened,
nor what she is.

I'm warning you! Both of you!

If you tell a soul about
what you've done tonight, I'll find you.

And God help you when I do.

Are you back so soon?

I didn't think you had any more
buttons to give me, Myles.

Charles....

What are you doing here?

Orry sent me to find you.

And so you have.

How clever of you.

Your friends made it easy for me.
Seems they left quite a trail.

I'm so ashamed!

I believed them to be gentlemen,
men of honor...

...and they took advantage
of my innocence.

I begged them not to tell you.
I knew what you'd do if you found out.

Charles, you must swear
you won't seek revenge.

I couldn't bear the thought of you dying
in a duel to protect my lost honor.

Finish getting dressed.

[LAUGHING]

You know me better than anyone,
cousin Charles.

You want me. I know you do.

Don't shame our family
any more than you already have.

I don't give a damn about the family.

But you do, don't you, Charles?

That's why you'll keep my little--

Our little secret.

Because if the truth were known,
it would destroy dear brother Orry...

...humiliate Mother, and ruin any
chance of marriage...

...between Brett and Billy Hazard.

The family would survive
despite your indiscretions.

Shall we take the risk?

Give these to Billy Hazard.

I made sure his friends
gave me tokens of their esteem.

I'm only sorry he doesn't have
any more friends.

Why are you so sad today?

I've been having dreams
about my father.

You must miss him very much.

Yes, I do.

But these dreams are nightmares about
something he told me before he died.

And they frighten me.

What? Tell me.

I've wanted to for a long time.

You know my mother died
when I was born.

And I never knew anything
about her family.

My father told me they quarreled
with her over marrying him.

Oh, but that wasn't true.

The truth is...

...her grandmother,
my great-grandmother...

...came here from Africa
on a slave ship.

So to most people,
my skin might as well be coal black.

Madeline, Madeline, look--
Look at me.

I am not most people.

I'm the man who loves you,
remember?

The same way that your father
must've loved your mother.

Is that what frightened you?

That I wouldn't understand?

Partly.

I love you.

But the real nightmare
is Justin finding out.

And that he's trying to kill me.

You can't go on this way.

I am gonna take you
away from here for good.

-We've argued this before.
-You had never told me this before.

You're right. If Justin ever found out,
he would kill you.

You can't leave Mont Royal.

It's not as important to me
as your life.

Don't you understand?

You mean more to me...

...than anything else in the world.

All right, I'll go with you.

-You mean it?
-When?

Uh....

[STUTTERING]

We have to get
some things together.

[LAUGHS]

Three days from now.

You meet me here and you tell no one,
not even Maum Sally.

-I have to.
-No. No one.

I have to.
I won't go without her.

All right.

You can tell her,
but absolutely no one else.

[LAUGHING NERVOUSLY]

-What is it?
-Where will we go?

North.

It's our only choice.

I didn't know anyone else
to turn to or trust.

I can't go to Orry or Mother or Brett.

There's no one but you.
You will help me, Madeline, won't you?

I can't until you
tell me what's happened.

A few months ago,
I placed my trust...

...and love...

...into the hands of a young man.

And now I find myself in serious trouble,
all because of one night's...

...indiscretion.

[DOOR CLOSES]

I see.

[SIGHS]

I've been just about out of my wits
with worry.

You know I'm supposed to marry
James Huntoon this spring.

Does he know you're
carrying his child?

No.

He's not the father.

It was a boy I hardly knew.

I met him at West Point
on graduation night.

I was overcome with emotion.

I don't even know
where he's been sent.

I know it was sinful,
but must I be punished?

Have my whole life ruined
and lose the only man I'll ever love?

I do love James so very much.

Am I to understand
that you don't want the child?

I can't have it.
It's impossible, don't you see?

Madeline, I know that we've never really
had a chance to become very close...

...even though I have felt a real
kinship to you.

And everyone speaks so well of you...

...especially my brother.

But that's why I dared
to beg you for help.

Can't you give me the name
of someone I can turn to?

I know that there are people in the low
country who will help a girl in trouble.

Please, Madeline.

I will help you, Ashton.

But I can't condone
what you're willing to do.

I don't believe it's right to ruin so many
lives because of one night of passion.

There's a woman, Aunt Belle Nin,
she lives in the marshes.

She said I could call on her
if ever I needed her help.

You can't go there alone, it's
not safe. I'll have to go with you.

-Bless you, Madeline! You are the--
-Shh!

It'll have to be done tomorrow.

And Ashton...

...no one must ever know,
for both our sakes.

Do you understand?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[WHIMPERING AND CRYING]

There must be something
you can give her, she's in such pain.

It will pass. Let her be now.
Follow me.

Maum Sally, you stay with Miss Ashton.
I'll be just downstairs.

I want you to know
I'm doing this for you, not her.

That girl mistreats her people.

There's an evil streak
running through her blood.

I know.

But I couldn't refuse.
She had no one else to help her.

Don't make it a habit
of risking your hide for her kind.

She'll just turn against you...

...even despise you for knowing
her dark secret.

I don't believe that.

Never let her know you have a secret
or two of your own.

You're talking crazy, Aunt Belle.

You best be warned, eh.

ASHTON:
Get away from me! Stop!

Grab that bottle of corn and pour
about half of it down her throat.

Get away from me!
Let go of me! Let go of me!

And you, missy, shut up and lay still,
or I'm sending you...

...back out into the swamp
to have your bastard, like it or not.

Ashton. Ashton, drink this. Drink.

It'll be over soon, I promise.

[COUGHING]

Drink it.

Master will be mighty glad
you're home, mistress.

He's been frightfully worried about you,
you've been gone for so long.

MADELINE:
Thank you, Clinton.

He knows something, don't he?

No, he don't know nothing,
except how to use a whip.

Justin.

I'm sorry I'm late.
Clinton said you were worried.

Did you have a nice trip
to Charleston, my dear?

Yes.

You said you wanted to shop.
What did you buy?

Nothing, I'm afraid.
I didn't see anything I liked.

Nothing?

I hope you had a nice luncheon with
your friends from New Orleans, was it?

In a hotel?

Yes.

Which hotel?

The Imperial. Remember? I told you.

Yes, so you did, my dear.

Which is why I spent the day there...

...from 11 this morning
until 4:30 this afternoon.

Your friends from New Orleans
never appeared...

...at the Imperial dining room
and neither did you.

Now, where have you been all day? And
who's the man you've been meeting?

-You're hurting me.
-Or was there more than one?

You always run off
helping the slaves, you tell me.

You been sleeping
around the whole county?

I went to Charleston with Maum Sally.

You'll tell me the truth,
if I have to beat it out of you.

SALLY:
Don't you hurt her.

What did you say?

It ain't right,
your beating on Miss Madeline.

She ain't done nothing wrong!

Justin, no!

It's me you want to hurt, not her.

You're right for once.

Maum Sally, go. Please go!

No!

JUSTIN:
Damn you! Come on!

Justin, no. Please.

No!

No!

JUSTIN:
I'll ask you just one more time.

Where were you,
and who were you with?

-I didn't betray you.
-I asked you where you were!

I had a private errand to attend to.
It was nothing more than that.

Stop your lying!

[SCREAMS]

-I want an answer.
-I gave you one! I didn't betray you.

-I could beat it out of you.
-No!

But I won't.

You're supposed to be a lady,
and whipping is only for slaves.

So I'll wait till you're ready.

But you are to stay here in this room
until you tell me the truth!

Days, weeks, months.
It's up to you to decide.

Don't leave me in here.
Please don't leave me in here.

You can rot in here for all I care.

Justin, don't leave me in here!

Justin!

Justin!

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

[SOBBING]

[NEIGHING]

Mistress, these are sorry days,
your being like this.

Don't be concerned for me, Leah,
you'll only suffer for it.

How's Maum Sally?

She hasn't been to see me.

Mr. Justin, he won't let her.

He keeping a close watch on her.

Mr. Orry Main and his mama,
they come asking about you.

And a lot of other folks too.

But the master, he say
you don't want to see nobody.

I understand.

Leah, could you bring me...

...some more water?
It's for washing.

Mr. Justin, he say
that's all you to get.

-Thank you.
-I'll be seeing you tomorrow, mistress.

[GASPING]

-Miss Madeline.
-Maum Sally.

I've come to get you out, child.

JUSTIN: I told you I'd kill you.
-No.

Your free nigger
won't help you now, slut!

No, Mr. Justin, please! Please!

No, no, please. Mr. Justin!
Mr. Justin, please!

[SCREAMING]

Maum Sally, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.