Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll be happy to teach you.
Word gets round.
but vehemently reject the conclusion.
- No! - Missy!
Running makes him feel free, eh?
Juffure.
And the second that ship docked, you would be free.
And what do these African ghosts tell you?
And you gonna get your own self up.
Okay, that's good. That's good.
I will protect our child.
Please massa
Not if you get away.
Now eat your food.
Abigail, why are you all screaming like savages?
Let them hounds loose!
How 'bout "Friend to the slaves,"
But I'm helping Mama.
Shakespeare dramas by heart, huh?
Open up the gate, boy.
Stabbed two militiamen, the bloodthirsty bastard.
I will name you Kizzy.
- Belle! - Mama!
There you go.
say your name
Good.
She out?
Oh!
Kizzy, you are the daughter of Kunta Kinte,
It's never gonna be over, Belle!
Help!
What? Where's Kizzy?!
a beautiful baby girl and a beautiful wife.
Well, I suppose it's about time that I bred her...
Your name is your shield.
I was always too afraid to have a family.
Cut the cord.
It won't hurt him.
He's a Mandinka warrior.
...which means "Stay put."
- Please! - Kunta: I can't protect her.
"Liberty to slaves."
overseer beat them near to death.
Kizzy, Miss Missy, y'all in here?
My name is Henry.
Phew!
Where in the hell do you think you're going?!
I'm very sorry, Belle.
Toby, you remember Massa says
Kizzy, I brought you a bonnet!
For 10 years, not a day went by
What you gonna name her?
Kizzy, you feed him well, now.
I could have killed him.
Yes, Massa.
- Goodness. - Mm-hmm.
♪ Farewell, farewell ♪
Yes. Well done.
You can't frighten me.
Oh, get out of here, you wretch.
who serves at the pleasure of the King,
I'm here.
You run, and I'm gonna catch you!
Old ways from Europe, must be.
Kizzy!
Kizzy, no! Please don't take my baby!
Kizzy, is everything all right?
How 'bout you just hand over the tar baby?
Yes, Massa.
We're not in the road.
Keep those barrels moving!
Do you have any hair down there?
I am Kunta Kinte! Kunta Kinte!
Say your name so you know this ain't Africa.
Let her go! She's mine!
Kill me!
"Ow!"
But you... Ah!
Congratulations.
So we cannot run!
Quit staring and get back to work!
- Kunta. - Fa.
Hitch up my horse, would you, Spalding?
His brother John owed him a heap of money, so...
Oooh. Just like the poster said.
All right.
Time's runnin' short. What's your fancy?
Hi, Uncle Toby!
Beautiful baby girl... Melissa Kathryn.
Ready.
You'll be wanting a meal and a good night's rest.
What you got here?
The boy knows you can read?
♪ For the sugar ♪