Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And God sends signs. That's a truth.
Always remember who you are.
do you, Auntie Belle? Please?
No militia's gonna be out in the storm.
Now, you gonna behave, or do I have to get a whip?
Head east into the Great Dismal Swamp
I can't find Kizzy!
Fiddler.
who imparts our purpose.
after everything that I've done for you!
- Touch him. - Mm.
Kizzy!
Nothing more.
Every day after workin' hard,
Show me How
Do what I say, child!
No, no, no, no.
For all those who prosper from slavery,
Said I wonder what my mama would've named me...
You ain't dead yet.
Three stops today, Belle, so late home.
that Mrs. Malloy's baby could come at any time.
Yeah. Some of the roofing hit me.
Swallow this. No fuss.
You are Kunta Kinte, son of Omoro and Binta Kinte.
And I don't know why Massa threw it out.
You could see more people, not get tired.
Yes, Massa.
for all the trouble they have caused me, Kunta.
Kunta Kinte,
If you feel him slowing down, just give him a little kick now.
they done started to rub off on me.
and smart, and...
♪ Oh, how come me here? ♪
I ain't got nothing else to do with you no more.
♪ When I rise ♪
No! Kizzy!
Where did our baby go?!
- You brought it on my family! - Oh, take her away.
Like an apple.
- Can you swim?! - Y-Yeah.
He just needs rest.
Kizzy, look what I brought you.
Eh?
♪ Runnin' my right side ♪
slaves have been whipped and put in jail,
Fiddler, it hurts! Fiddler!
Real special touch, Massa.
for the next subscription race, hmm?
Stay still, now!
Thank you, Fiddler.
Wait! Don't go far.
Get up! Now!
I read my Bible.
Always remember who you are. May Allah bless you.
Make a record of it, Spalding.
Miss Malizy?
Why, it's just dumb luck, sir.
Yes massa
Just false pangs. They'll pass.
And now, in addition to all the storm damage I have suffered,
was just asking Kizzy to bring us some refreshments.
- Kizzy! - No!
I just hope the boy makes it.
They're my people visiting me.
You think I'm gonna stand by and let that happen,
Doctor, you'd better come quick.
Be careful.
What kind of warrior waits to die?!
This is Dr. Waller's property.
Seen women worked to death,
- Yes, Fa. - Go. Go.
Yes, Massa.
Okay.
- Off with her. - And upon your poor family.
Yes, it appears that somebody's
- Come on in, Kizzy. - Come on.
Sound about right to you?
Of course, sir. No time at all.
Kizzy! Come!
It's sad, really.
who convinces his Massa to free him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Please! Please, listen to me, Massa, please!
Let's go!
more than 2,000 years before the birth of Christ.
Did you really think a nigger could accuse me,
Alongside his other slaves.