Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They ain't hired help.
(COUGHS)
Gentlemen, what catches your fancy here? Hmm?
Rags and tatters.
EPPS: George.
I labored repairing the Champlain canal...
And he would know what of anything?
Dance. (MUSIC RESUMES)
So, clap your hands.
You most assuredly do not.
(PANTING)
Patsey.
Take your time. Help yourself to refreshments.
(DISHES CLATTERING)
Solomon, 43 dollars. All to you.
Be good for your mother. Okay, Alonzo?
Cut my tops.
Captain, get these niggers to my cart.
BROWN: It's been a most profitable week, sir.
If you let yourself be overcome
george yes miss mouk seek you? gray matter carnival tomorrow yes 1999 we'll go back to snok snok snicky yes boing snok snok yes windows xp donald trump edition! boing yes faye gotta secret got to do yes list yes faye function inlet boing boing fart cushions yes faye boing and me old wrinkled grannies!
The gory detail with which you speak...
and me enjoying the pantomime of his fidelity.
I'm not owed more than any other in the field.
(PANTING)
He dead
Roll, Jordan, roll
Come on. Move it!
Run, nigger, run Well, you better get away
I say it as fact.
Clemens! Master Ray, sir!
EPPS: Pats. Patsey!
Mr. Ford.
The Lord knows that's all!
In two days.
I ain't worked a field, neither.
(CUP CLATTERS)
A damn eunuch if there ever was.
Come on.
Oh no
And you ain't from Saratoga.
Y'all bring no disrespect to me.
an internationally renowned practitioner
Mr. Northup, these two gentlemen...
Please! No! No!
Oh, clear. It couldn't be helped.
One so young will bring you no profit.
Patsey! Found her, Master.
On my way to Bartholomew's.
Mind yourself, Platt.
(GRUNTS)
The condition of my laborers?
and yet sturdy enough for the 40-mile round trip.
Yes.
She is an excellent pastry cook.
He dead
EPPS: No shame in taking respite from the heat.
'Cause my Bible says so too
That's his master, do you see?
The curse of the pharaohs were a poor example...
Lord, Lord
Help me!
Master Epps is a man of hard countenance.
We dance tonight! Get up!
(CONTINUES SOBBING)
I hope it brings us both much joy over the years.
TREACH: 138 pounds...
(PANTING)
Take me by the throat, hold me low in the water...
(STRUMMING)
You'll have 200 stripes across your back by sundown!
You good? Clear it out!
Donald & Jerry Be Like And "dem boys" be like
When I woke the devil in hell
I have two gentlemen whose acquaintance you should make.
Beat her.
SHERIFF: Platt!
Come on.
Listen up.
I will not.
Are you an engineer, or a nigger?
Amen.
(PATSEY WHIMPERING)
Now, many signifies a great many.
Oren.
Take my body to the margin of the swamp.
She'll make a fine lady's maid.
My soul will rise in heaven, Lord
Who, in your estimation, is that sympathetic ear?
That's scripture
That is far more than my wages amount to.
Children, come see what you father has just purchased for me.
Oh, my, you are a brute.
Yes, Mistress?
Your story...
(SLAVES SNORING)
Ain't I owed a minute to luxuriate on the work Patsey done?
It comes to you quite naturally.
(GRUNTING)
I bring them God's word and heathens
Silks and jewels...
Good day.
You come here.
CHAPIN: Do not stir.
You are manless.
A word, here or there.
700 for Eliza.
Get these niggers To my cart!
Dance, I says! (GROANING)
they are, they brung me God's scorn.
This nigger ain't even average.