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All right.
Then I'm gonna make you so damn dirty rich,
You do this next shot right, now.
- Good job, there, Mingo? - Attaboy, Mingo!
Three clubs.
Take me home, George.
Being free takes a watchful eye,
when Mingo and me go out and fight.
You expect me to sell you
I don't know where Kizzy and Tilda are.
He had you.
Come on, you son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch!
I've been saving up. Got me a scheme.
- Tom! - Tom!
Did you set me up, Mr. Lea?
Mr. Lea, while I understand your confidence
You earned it.
my strings pulled by a clever manipulator.
My daddy is a kind man.
I'm gonna buy Matilda, then all my babies free.
Come on! Come on, now!
He'll protect cotton investors clearing out woods
♪ He said he was long gone ♪
Piss on the damn bird, boy.
Thank you. Thank you.
Feel good about the birds?
spend some time talking with my daddy.
No hard feelings, right?
I want to buy Kizzy.
This ain't no bird at all.
Fight them cocks.
every penny.
Save your pretty talk.
Man: All right, Reverend. All right.
Ma'am, there are two things I'll never understand.
Maybe even Mingo.
I fight for myself.
I was 11 years old when I hit the road,
You ain't fired a gun in a while, Massa.
Only 'cause I had the best damn teacher Carolina.
What you saying?
I demand you tell me why.
Can't trust nobody.
Babies in their beds, using axes, swords, clubs.
His line has fought for kings.
How dare he fight us.
no matter what you think.
Come on!
I'll geld you, you bastard.
River of blood is what's speeding him on his way!
but I can see what the Lord says.
Insult to be in the same pit with you and me.
Whoa!
I was a fine gentleman.
I know who I am, and you should, too.
Big ones, Mama!
Oh, any man with eyes can see that.
Massa, you stay down, you gonna die.
Massa Tom, why you start fighting chickens?
He'll have no ouble with an Irishman and a nigger.
I shouldn't be surprised you act the way you do.
You think I'm just gonna let you go?
Pick that nigger over me?!
Mine, yours.
Ho!
God damn me.
Mama, why don't we get our guests something to eat?
Way of saying goodbye?
Money ain't nothing but a butterfly to you...
Now get!
Live.
Nigger.
Massa, he a big help with all my chores.
Go on.
God!
What do I always say?
Go help Mingo with the birds.
Thinks he's prince of Caswell County.
I can't even tell you 'part.
She a good woman, Mama.
Man: Gentleman.
Matilda?! My children and my mama?!
Yes, sir.
Why are you here?
Over George?!
He love me, and he love you, too.
He ain't just killing. He's a cannibal.
Well I ain't afraid of your daddy
Come on now, Mingo!
I'd have bled my soul out on that field.
Not by chance, not any of this.
Bit of gossip, weather, fashion.
Anyone can see that Jackson is too boorish to be president.
All this spinning is making me dizzy.
The way it should be.
out to the spot where I stood and named you.
Don't know the Lord gave chickens
Well, even an Irishman understands fair play.
I'm worth 10 like you.
which makes his daddy a lucky man.
I'm gonna name you after my daddy...
You need to learn!
One, two, three.
It look real fine.
You want to keep fighting gamecocks with Mingo and me,
Can't ever talk to me like that, George.
What would we do?
Man: Go, Red!