Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please go inside and rest that shoulder!
Aah!
Your ornery Mandinka ways,
Rain must be coming.
She has the spirit of a warrior.
so that you don't wander off no more.
And though you will never know them,
You are a Mandinka.
He will be our warrior.
Happy birthday, Kizzy.
You mind if I ask what Miss Elizabeth had?
- There we are. - Oh!
I will kill many Americans for your king!
I'mma at least learn how to read me a page."
Give me my baby. No!
So he'll be happy.
Good. She can be my wife.
- This way! - I can't find her!
If you do not follow them, you will be charged with mutiny
She's in the cabin, Massa.
Fa!
and seem to know nothing about it.
- Kizzy! Kizzy! - Easy, Belle.
I had this made for you.
'Cause you and me are friends.
But Mama said
You and your African ghosts.
- Your name is your shield. - I'm sorry.
and one for you, Kizzy.
You'll get us all killed.
And when He was cursing up a storm,
You will always be a Mandinka, Kunta Kinte.
Kizzy!!
They're not ghosts.
Yes.
Did he free them, too?
Melissa Kathryn Waller.
And I can't protect her.
She gon' get you walking again real soon.
White folk!
- Hey! - Noah, duck!
Binta.
They killed Fiddler, Belle.
What did you say?
is to raise a family.
♪ Baby, when I rise ♪
The horse is probably smarter than an African.
Carleton.
I've never seen...
Belle,
Are you defeated?
Uh, no people in Africa jump brooms.
Don't you dare insult my character
Oh, well, of course it is.
I'm free to watch white planters take our land.
Return before the Massa sees you.
He call you his warrior son.
You know Juffure.
Shh!
That's not your name.
I ain't gonna hurt you.
Spalding: Fiddler!
Let's go.
Not you.
And they killed him!
Fa!
I don't...
that a warrior must make a family.
This one's my favorite.
You wonder about your mama? I wonder about your...
Why don't you try and knock again,
After all the beggin' and the pr... prayin'
Ow!
A good man named Connelly got killed.
Quite so.
Kizzy, come on.
Shh.
How on Earth did you manage that?
When Ramy sees tamur
Thank you for your rest, Lord.
- Omoro. - Grandfather.
Do you understand me?
This pickaninny of yours
Leading me home.
They can put the chains on your body.