Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You sure Massa say I should come?

Make sure you stay away from my chickens.

This ain't no place to be right now.

Oh, he smells blood, Chicken George! I know it!

I don't know if he had one damn person cry for him!

I can look after all of us.

Durham, Fayetteville. You'll find us.

Thank you, sir.

You've been bragging to George

Didn't know you were entertaining, Kizzy.

No, Massa. You know me.

Keep traveling north and find some...

Hey, that's too heavy for you.

What Mingo do to you?

And I believe it will protect this baby and all of us.

My money's on you. You can do it.

Take him from the cage, leave him one step in the trees,

It's time you loved yours.

morning doves sing so sweet and soft,

Find somebody else.

Her husband has a position with new clothiers...

Why don't you pour me a drink, Kizzy?

I need an explanation,

You put on a good show for your Massa, didn't you?

Oh, the other would be a man who can't appreciate

Can't stop these men once they start.

He yielded. It's time for mercy.

for losing his money.

She hardheaded, but I like her.

For a while, long as it's safe.

They burned down everything they could.

Well, I ain't afraid of your daddy.

But, yeah, I'm free.

get the children weaving new grain baskets.

- Thank God. - Oh, God.

He could scratch the prying eyes from your head.

She's sleeping.

Meet my cousin from Hampshire, Sir C. Eric Russell.

That's in your favor.

Kizzy like this gal?

Down by old Mingo.

Don't you move, boy. Stay in that wagon.

To watch the cages.

make you want to open your eyes to a new day.

Killing bred into the bird.

You got to fight hard if you want to stay alive.

Win every cock fight, make you real rich.

Tom Lea resigns. Match to Francis Dunnery.

Name your price, but I'd have this boy.

I pay no attention to you at all...

You thinking maybe one tiny piece of him inside the same.

Whoa, you! Hup!

And I expect you to keep her belly full.

but that English bastard's offering me a way out.

Can't no slave be 'round no white men

They was hunting us, George.

- Hold on. Hold on. - Move away or I'll whop you again.

You settle this however the hell you will.

I know, George.

till he thinks we the same, me and him.

I think we can come to some kind of agreement.

'cause I want so bad for us to be away from him.

Now be quick about it.

Don't matter how much I got if we win, do it, George?

What have you niggers done to my farm?

You think your money makes you a man?

so he got wings stronger than nothing else.

Bill your cocks.

I'm Matilda, ma'am.

the smarter them ladies think you be.

Hold on. I'll be back.

I talk to your birds.

Don't need no help.

Ain't no handling no massa,

We need to set up another fight.

you've acquired debt on your farm

Your man has a rare skill.

Greensville County in Virginia.

Tilda, come on out.

That's it, George.

half bird, half man,