WOMAN: [breathing shakily]
[gasps]
[breathing shakily]
[whimpers]
NURSE: Won't be long.
You'll have company.
It hurts.
I mean, I think it's time.
NURSE: Hon, when it's time, there won't be any doubt.
I'm r-- I'm really sweaty, ma'am.
[sniffles]
I soaked my sheets.
NURSE: I'll see if I can find someone.
[baby cries in distance]
[groaning]
My God, hasn't anyone been in here?
I told that woman to bring you a pitcher.
Oh.
Honey, you're burning up.
Mamie, your water broke!
I asked for a change.
ALMA: Child, that means it's time.
[breathing heavily]
No one told me.
-My daughter, Mamie Till -- -One moment.
My child's water broke. Just how long do you suggest she wait?
This baby is breech. We need to get it out now.
Let's get her under.
-Come this way. -MAMIE: No.
DOCTOR: Take her. We'll take good care of her.
ALMA: It's gonna be okay.
DOCTOR: We're gonna try to turn it around.
[hissing]
NURSE: Start at 100.
MAMIE [muffled]: 100.
99...98...
WOMAN: Nurse Judson to room three.
Mama?
Lay back. You'll tear through your sutures.
Where's my baby?
He's in the nursery.
Recovering. Now, lay back.
-He? -ALMA: Mm-hmm.
[baby coos]
All this -- it's because he was breech?
DOCTOR: Yes.
His neck, right knee, and wrist were constricted
by the umbilical cord, which cut off circulation.
As a result, I'm afraid he'll struggle.
He may never walk on his own.
When discharged, we recommend
you move your son to an institution.
Mrs. Till?
I'd like some time with him, if I may.
We'll take him in a few minutes.
[cooing]
You just got here, and they telling me I gotta give you up?
♪♪
[chuckles]
I think I'll call him Emmett.
I'm so sorry.
There's nothing to be sorry about.
Sweetie, you heard what the doctor said.
What kind of life is he gonna lead in an institution?
I'll bring him down here every day if I have to...
every hour.
I want more for him, Mama.
I want him to be free.
Yes. [chuckles]
DOCKERY:♪ Black leaves on the Mississippi River♪
GEORGIA POLITICIAN: The seed of destruction of these great seats of learning
for the colored race lies in the end of segregation.
TALMADGE: There's nothing in the Constitution of the United States
that says anything about education or schools.
HAMER: Been bit by dogs!
Some of them being shot down!
You're not fightin'...going on because there's nothing right.
DOCKERY:♪ God made woman with an iron hand♪
♪♪
DELAY:♪ You better slow down, Daddy♪
♪ You're traveling at breakneck speed♪
♪ Yeah, slow down, baby♪
♪ You're traveling at breakneck speed♪
♪♪
♪ The rate you're going, you can't survive my needs♪
♪ Yes, the Lord, by God, will last until the end♪
UNCLE MOSE: Looky here, looky here. Oh, boy.
ALMA: Okay. Is this enough for you?
-Oh. -Ahh. -Okay.
UNCLE MOSE: Oh, boy.
MAMIE: Wipe your chin, Gene. Try not to eat it all in one bite.
-[laughter] -EMMETT: Yeah.
W-We don't wanna be digging fish bones out of your throat again.
Did you leave any pepper in that grinder, boy?
-It's how I like it. -It's how we like it.
Let me dig in and see if this -- Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Before I do that -- I'm sorry. I'm jumping the gun.
Lord Father God, uh,
thank you for this meal we are about to receive,
for the nourishment of our bodies.
-Amen. -TOGETHER: Amen.
GENE: Tell you what, baby. You want to scoop me up some?
MAMIE: How many more, baby?
Ooh. Whoa, whoa! That's got a kick to it.
[laughter]
Anybody teaching this boy some skills he can use?
Now, Mose Wright, ain't nothing wrong with a boy
who knows how to cook.
[laughter]
Living in the big city done took some of the Delta out of you.
You know that, don't you?
Who's teaching him the essentials?
Hunting, farming, fishing?
Mama's been taking me fishing ever since I c-could walk.
Gene took me and Cousin Wheeler last time.
[mouthful] Sure did.
We got good fishing down there at the Des Plaines River.
Fishing can't be that good.
Wheeler's coming down to Mississippi with me next week
to test our waters down there.
-What now? -UNCLE MOSE: Oh, yeah.
He's gonna spend a couple weeks with us here on the farm.
Your cousin Curtis -- he's coming down,
oh, a week later by car.
You're welcome to join us.
Only thing I ask is that you carry your weight
out there in the fields with my boys.
Mama, can I?
We have plans.
EMMETT: Come on.
I can go to Omaha with you and Gene any old time.
Please?
You know, if you're worried
about that political mess down there,
that ain't got nothing to do with us.
Is that right?
They're killing us down there for registering to vote,
and you don't think that has anything to do with you?
Politics at the dinner table, Gene?
UNCLE MOSE: It's terrible.
All of it is terrible.
But that kind of trouble --
i-it don't find us out in East Money,
and me and mine, we don't go looking for it.
That's what I meant. Mm-hmm.
[utensils clatter]
Let Bobo come on down there with us.
Only thing he's gonna have to worry about
is how many fish he's gonna catch
and how fast his Aunt Lizzie's gonna fry 'em up.
-[laughter] -I know he'd be in good hands.
-Then why can't I go? -I don't know.
I guess I'm just not ready yet.
But, Mama, w-what if I am?
Please let me go with Uncle Mose.
Enough.
You heard your mama.
Just move on.
Now move on.
Hmm. Oo-wee. [chuckles]
You keep cooking like this, Mamie,
and I might just marry ya.
Mm-hmm. You mean, you might just ask?
Better ask me first.
♪♪
BOY: Hey, Bobo! You coming down or what?
-May I be excused? -Go on.
You can help clean up after.
♪♪
I've kissed some frogs.
He's protective.
UNCLE MOSE: Well, he's supposed to be.
You his mama.
EMMETT: One, two, three.
-♪ Only♪ -BOY:♪ Only you♪
Wait, hold on. You sang lead last time.
Does it matter?
EMMETT: Tonight it does.
Go ahead.
Okay.
One, two, three.
♪ Only you♪
♪ Can make all this world seem right♪
♪ Only you♪
-♪ Can make the darkness bright♪
[chuckles]
BOYS: ♪ Only you and you alone♪
♪ Can thrill me like you do♪
♪ And fill my heart with love ♪
♪ For only you♪
Boys don't have a lick of rhythm, do they?
-Shh. [chuckles] -BOYS:♪ Only you♪
♪ Can make all this change in me♪
♪ For it's true♪
You ruined that boy.
BOYS:♪ You are my destiny♪
How he'll ever find a gal that looks at him like you do...
BOYS:♪ When you hold my hand♪
...is beyond me.
BOYS:♪ I understand♪
♪ The magic that you do♪
♪ You're my dream come true♪
There's a lot of love in this house.
You sure there's room for more?
BOYS:♪ O-Only you♪
There's always room.
BOYS:♪ For it's true♪
♪ You are...♪
[indistinct conversations, laughter]
♪♪
You know, Gene is good to me,
and he really cares for you, too.
I think he's shown you just how much he's cared this past year.
You're gonna make me ask, aren't you?
Y-You know I'm not shy.
And if I didn't like him, I'd say so.
You're protective.
With good reason.
I'm sorry you've had to be,
but you don't have to protect me from Gene.
And you know what?
One day, you are gonna make some lucky girl very happy.
I may be the only one who's said it,
but I'm sure not the only one who sees it --
what a fine young man you're becoming.
Believe it.
I-If I'm such a fine young man,
w-why won't you let me go to Mississippi
so I can run the land
and, I dunno, see the stars?
-Please? -MAMIE: Emmett.
EMMETT: I know.
Maybe next year.
[laughter on television]
You know, the day you were born...
I promised myself that I'd prepare you for the world
so that when the time came for me to let you go,
you'd be ready.
I sure as heck didn't know what to think when I had you.
I didn't know a thing about life.
But I want more for you, and I always have.
So...
...you can go.
Really? You mean it?
Look, look, listen, but Mississippi is not like Chicago.
-I know. I -- -No, you don't.
You were a little boy last time you were down there.
White folks are gonna treat you different now.
You're gonna have to take low and play small.
It's not right.
It's just the way that it is.
-Do you understand? -Yes, Mama.
I-I do. I-I swear it.
And don't worry. I'm gonna be just fine.
No, I-I'm gonna be more than fine.
I'm gonna have the time of my life.
A-And if I can find my c-cufflinks,
I'm gonna look sharp doing it.
Wait. Cufflinks?
Oh, I guess you can take the boy out of the city...
[laughs]
♪♪
I wish I could've known him a little,
before he went to war.
May he rest...
MAMIE: Your father missed out.
It was, and it always will be, his loss.
Good night, Bo.
EMMETT: Mama?
Gene's good people.
I-I like him just fine.
ALMA: This here enough for you?
-Oh, that's plenty, uh-huh. -Good.
Mm-hmm.
Oh. Thank you. Thank you.
And -- And -- And -- And thank you for the meal, hon.
I'm just sorry I got the boy all riled up.
He can go.
But you have to watch over him.
Oh, he'll have anything he need,
right there in my backyard.
It'll be the closest thing to summer camp he ever had.
Promise me.
-I promise. -MAMIE: All right, then.
I guess it's settled, Uncle Mose.
ALMA: [laughs]
♪♪
[water runs]
♪♪
[whispers] I love you, Bo.
[kisses]
["You Can't Stay Here" plays]
♪♪
REAVES:♪ Step it up and go♪
-EMMETT: Hurry up, Mama. -MAMIE: I'm coming. I'm coming.
We packed those new dungarees, didn't we?
-Yep. -Okay. And your lunch?
What about cash? Do you have enough?
EMMETT: I have everything I need.
Two tickets, please.
L-Look at this line.
I don't want to miss my...
Slow down. Take a breath.
Do what we practiced.
[breathing deeply]
Train. I don't want to miss my train.
There you go.
Oh. Wait, wait. Let's focus.
Let's use this time to make sure we're not forgetting anything.
When you're down there and a white person approaches you,
-what do you do? -[sighs]
I'm serious. I don't want you getting too comfortable.
-I step off the sidewalk. -And?
Keep my eyes down. You keep your whole head down.
You kneel on the street if you have to.
-TICKET TAKER: Next. -We're up.
One round-trip ticket to Winona, Mississippi.
Thank you.
TICKET TAKER: Next!
Bo!
Get down here!
Aw, Mama. What now?
-You didn't kiss me goodbye. -EMMETT: [sighs]
You gotta let me go.
MAMIE: Wait, what is this for?
Don't need to know what time it is when I'm on vacation, do I?
-Bye! -I love you, Bo!
-REAVES:♪ Step it up and go♪ -MAMIE: You be good now!
-But don't forget to write! -REAVES:♪ Step it up and go♪
♪ Step it up and go♪
♪ Well, you can't stay here♪
-♪ I swear you gotta step it up and go♪ -[train whistle blares]
♪ Well, I've got a man who's little and low♪
♪ He used to love me, but he don't no more♪
Wheeler!
Bobo.
Sorry. Five minutes later,
you would've been spending the next two weeks in Omaha.
W-Well, I'm here, and I don't w-want to miss a thing.
View's better over here.
Or maybe here.
Cool your heels.
Come on and sit -- sit up here.
Come on.
Sit here with me.
Boy's got ants burrowed in his pants.
Oh, you ain't seen the worst of it yet.
You ready for the longest ride of your life?
[laughs]
♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
Why we gotta change cars now?
So we can pass into Kentucky.
MAN: Careful. Watch your step.
All the way down to the end of the platform, please.
Down at Papa Mose's, it's just us.
On the farm, the boys, the lake.
We won't have nothing to worry about but the bug bites.
You'll see.
Watch your step there, ma'am.
[steam hissing]
[train horn blares]
We gotta get you healthy for your trip.
He should be in Cairo by now.
Changing cars.
You remember the fumes in that front car?
You sure it's just your stomach that's upset?
He wouldn't want you worrying yourself sick over him.
I just need a day.
You eat something when you can.
LEADBELLY:♪ When I was a little baby♪
♪ My mother would rock me in the cradle♪
♪ In them old, old cotton fields at home♪
♪ When I was a little baby♪
I can't wait to go fishing.
I'm thinking about rising before the sun.
Well, just remember, you might beat the sun up,
but you still got to be out there in them fields
with the rest of us, now you remember that.
I just thought we might get a day to unwind?
[laughs] Unwind?
You sure he's up for this, Daddy?
I don't want him slowing down the rest of us.
I can keep up.
Back in my old neighborhood,
I ran d-deliveries for the milkman in the dead of summer.
I'm not afraid of a hard day's work at all.
MAURICE: Oh, the milkman?
Hey, we might not -- can't keep up with him.
No, Southern boy.
MAURICE: All right. We're gonna see.
LEADBELLY:♪ In them old cotton fields at home♪
♪♪
How are you?
-Good to see you. -Good to see you.
UNCLE MOSE: Go grab my bag.
[Emmett speaks indistinctly]
EMMETT: My bag.
[indistinct conversation]
UNCLE MOSE: Close it.
♪♪
UNCLE MOSE: Come on. Keep moving your hands.
Come on.
♪♪
[speaks indistinctly]
[chicken clucking]
♪♪
UNCLE MOSE: What are you doing?
You ain't been out here but half a day.
I picked 25 pounds this morning.
Well, are you bragging or you apologizing?
I-It's the heat.
I haven't a-adjusted yet.
You been here four days now.
Maybe when I'm more...situated, I'll catch up.
Then I'll be picking cotton like the devil.
-Mm. -EMMETT: Come on.
I'm supposed to be on vacation, aren't I?
Boys!
Ol' smooth talker here done caught me on a good day.
Y'all are done for the day if you -- if you want.
-You mean it, Daddy? -UNCLE MOSE: Yeah.
I need that money.
[laughs] Okay.
Y'all stay close, hear?
And, uh, Maurice?
No going into town.
Yes, sir.
You sure can talk.
You're welcome.
Hey, uh, whaddya say we hit the lake?
A nickel says I can hold my breath
longer than any of you turkeys.
Now that's a bet.
♪♪
[gasps]
[gasps, laughs]
♪♪
-Where's Bobo? -What? Where is he?
-MAURICE: Bobo! -Bobo!
MAURICE: He know how to swim, don't he?
-Bobo! -EMMETT: [laughs]
Geez! You never quit playing, do you?
We thought you done drowned or something.
You're just sore 'cause you lost.
I sure am hungry.
Quit your yappin', money bags.
Let's go get something in town.
-Daddy said to stay close. -Is you gonna tell him?
SIMPSON: ♪ My jelly roll is good♪
♪ Ask any chick livin' in your neighborhood♪
♪ About my jelly♪
This is the main drag, and y'all only have one restaurant?
MAURICE: Bryant's got snacks.
SIMPSON:♪ And when you taste my jelly roll♪
-Do that right there. -Come on, boy.
EMMETT: Nothing but guys.
You wouldn't know what to do with a girl if you had one.
-I've had girls. -Had them how?
You know, h-had dates with 'em.
I took a girl to the show once.
-When you were 11. -How would you know?
You were living in Argo, and your mama couldn't help
but tell the story every Sunday supper
about how you made the poor girl pay her own way in.
I bought her popcorn. Figured it was fair.
You a real ladies' man, ain't you?
Man, I'm starving. You guys coming?
MAURICE: Right behind you.
Hey, y'all.
My cousin here is visiting from Chicago.
He wants to know where all the girls are at.
Yeah. Don't you have any pretty ladies down here?
Hey. I heard somethin' about a plantation party this weekend.
-Oh, yeah? -BOY: Yeah.
If you're real antsy,
there's a pretty lady working the register.
How pretty we talking?
Go on and see for yourself, Chicago.
Go on and tell us if they make them that pretty up north.
He's fooling with you, Bobo.
He's talking about a white lady.
I've gone to school with white girls.
I'm not afraid to look at one.
Go on ahead. Ask for a date while you're at it.
I dare you.
Just watch your tongue, Bo.
All right?
Any of y'all got a cigarette?
[door squeaks open, closed]
[cash register dings]
[coin clatters]
Thank you, ma'am.
[ominous music plays]
♪♪
[woman vocalizing]
♪♪
Come on, Bobo. Let's go.
So, Chicago, what's the story, man?
You taking her out or what?
I ain't think so.
[laughter]
I knew you ain't gonna do it.
Goodbye!
MAURICE: Bobo!
♪♪
EMMETT: [wolf-whistle]
MAURICE: Boy, are you crazy?
♪♪
Hey, she's got a gun!
MAURICE: She got a gun! Come on!
WHEELER: Come on, y'all! Bobo, come on!
MAURICE: Come on, y'all! Come on!
-SIMEON: Hurry up, hurry up! -WHEELER: Come on.
MARUICE: Let's go!
♪♪
-Come on, Maurice, hurry up! -Let's go! Let's go!
[tires squeal]
♪♪
Damn it! I told you to watch yourself.
There's gonna be hell to pay if Papa Mose find out.
Please don't tell him.
Damn, Bobo.
Guys. Guys, hey -- Hey, someone's coming.
♪♪
WHEELER: What the hell? We're sitting ducks out here.
Not if you running!
[door closes]
♪♪
Where's Simeon?
MAURICE: Simmy? Simmy?
♪♪
[door closes]
ALMA: Mamie?
-Mamie, what on earth? -I'm not going.
You said you needed a day. You've had five.
The man's been waiting, patiently, might I add.
You make him wait longer, you're gonna find yourself alone.
If I knew for sure Bo made it down there okay --
if I could just hear his voice...
You'd go?
-EMMETT: Mama? -Bo?
How are you?
EMMETT: Is everything okay?
You scared the bejeezus out of Aunt Lizzie.
[chuckles]
Calling on her neighbors to track me down like this.
Well, you know your grandma.
When she sets her mind to something...
But, uh, enough about all that.
Now that I have you, tell me everything.
A-Are you -- Are you eating enough?
Are you helping out? You having fun?
-MAMIE: Tell me. -EMMETT: Y-Yeah.
Sure. Everything's just fine.
MAMIE: Are you behaving yourself?
Mama, aren't you supposed to be on vacation?
Well, yes.
I was.
EMMETT: Then why aren't you?
I miss you.
I just wanted to know if you needed anything.
Oh.
Well, i-if you're asking,
I-I guess I could use a little more money.
MAMIE: Don't tell me you've gone and spent
what we gave you already.
T-The guys and I w-went to the market last night.
A-And I couldn't just buy for myself.
MAMIE: Well, that's real nice of you,
but I'm sorry to say that the Bank of Mama is closed.
I won't bother you again.
I'll see you in a week or so.
Bye, Bo.
♪♪
Bo?
You still there?
EMMETT: Y-Y-Yeah, yeah.
Uh, just check your mail, o-okay?
Bye.
[receiver clicks, dial tone]
Gene and I will leave on Sunday morning.
Hallelujah.
My work is done here.
Tell Gene he can thank me later.
[door opens, closes, bell dings]
[door opens]
ROY: Carolyn.
-Carolyn. -What is it, Roy?
-You okay? -Whaddya mean?
I was sleeping just fine.
What happened Wednesday night?
I was out hauling shrimp,
busting my ass for you and the boys,
and then I come home to a bunch of talk.
About you and some big-mouthed nigger from Chicago.
I been back three days, and you ain't said a word.
It was nothing, Roy.
Didn't sound like nothing.
♪♪
What'd you do?
Make him think he could come at you like that?
Don't -- Don't you even think it.
I handled it.
Well, which is it, Carolyn?
Was it nothing?
Or was it something worth handling?
♪♪
[Up-tempo jazzy music plays]
♪♪
EMMETT: Welcome to Mississippi, Curtis. I hope you're hungry.
CURTIS: After driving all damn day in that car,
I'm about ready to unwind, if ya catch me?
WHEELER: I think we can find something.
Okay.
CURTIS: Hey, miss.
How you doing?
Watch yourself.
Sorry, sir. Didn't see you coming.
You're Preacher's boy.
Yeah. There a problem?
LEO:♪ Home this morning♪
♪ And my baby, she put me out♪
Best start paying attention, Chicago.
LEO: ♪ Man, she left me layin'♪
♪ Got on my bended knees♪
What is it? My pants? The shoes?
He didn't say nothing to Curtis or Wheeler
about being from Chicago.
It ain't about your looks, dummy.
He works for Roy Bryant.
That was his wife at the market.
People are talking.
What are people saying?
MAURICE: Depends who you ask.
But I didn't do anything.
EMMETT: "Dear Mama, hope you had a nice trip.
I'm having a fine time.
MAMIE AND EMMETT: But I am out of money."
[sighs] It's just so typical of us.
I work myself up into a frenzy to get him on the phone,
and what did I find in my mailbox this morning,
but two letters.
One from Bo, and one from my Aunt Lizzie,
who just went on and on bragging
about my "nice, obedient son."
You plan on doing this with Gene?
Mm!
What?
I thought y'all wanted to hear?
TOGETHER: No!
Girl! All right. All right.
I will shut up.
Whoo!
Hey!
[laughter]
WOMAN: Play a tune, Pat.
Come on.
All right, whose deal?
TOGETHER: Yours!
Okay, I'm coming.
["Hurts Me To My Heart" plays]
Ahh!
ADAMS:♪ I swear, it hurts me to my heart♪
WOMAN: Okay!
ADAMS:♪ To have to break this news to you♪
[women cheering]
♪ I hate to say that we must part♪
[cheering]
MAN: Yes, sir!
[laughter]
♪♪
[chuckles]
Hey.
Don't pay it no mind.
It's nothing but a bunch of rumors.
Listen, let's head back to Papa Mose's.
You know he's gonna have us working first thing.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, not -- not on a Sunday.
Come on. It's my first night in town.
I-I want to do somethin'.
And didn't y'all say there was a plantation party?
-MAURICE: Yeah. -Well, what are we waiting on?
WHEELER: You up for it?
[sighs] Yeah. L-Let's get out of here.
Let's go.
Come on.
♪♪
MILAM: All in.
Aw, hell.
[laughter]
You know, you bite your inner cheek
when you got a piss-poor hand?
Can you get me home?
When you gonna get yourself a car?
When you get yourself on a diet.
[laughter]
LESLIE: Eh, stick around. We just got started.
I gotta take a leak.
[whistles]
This is just eating him up real good, ain't it?
It'd be eating you up, too,
if one of 'em made ugly remarks to your wife.
Hmm.
[insects chirping]
[exhales sharply]
You know how niggers operate.
And if word gets out that we let this go,
it is not gonna stop with talking.
Next one might just put his hands on her --
or my Juanita.
That boy's gotta answer for himself.
You don't think I know that?
-Been asking around. -Uh-huh.
The hell you expect me to do?
Find him.
[burps] How in the hell am I supposed to go
to service in the morning?
That's white lightning for you.
190 proof homemade whiskey.
I'm seeing triple.
[thud]
What was that?
It sounded like a damn body.
-Quiet. -[dog yelps]
Just a dang old dog.
Can't we just check on him?
For what?
I don't know for what. I-It's the right thing to do.
You realize one of these days, you're gonna have to catch
the same chicken you been lovin' up on all week,
and my mama's gonna wring his neck
and chop his head clear off.
You know that, don't you?
Do you know how much easier it would be for you
to eat a chicken
if you would just let a chicken be a damn chicken?
Maurice, ease up on him, will ya?
♪♪
There's an order to things down here, Bo.
The sooner you figure that out...
the better off you're gonna be.
[vehicle approaches]
[engine turns off]
[car doors open, close]
[door creaks open, closed]
[footsteps approach]
[banging on door]
ROY: Preacher!
[banging continues]
-UNCLE MOSE: Who's there? -ROY: Mr. Bryant.
I want to talk to you and that boy.
I'm Roy Bryant.
MILAM: We want that boy from Chicago.
The one who did that talking up in Money.
I -- I...
That was my sister-in-law in the market.
I ain't gonna stand for it. Turn the lights on.
UNCLE MOSE: [stammers]
Ain't but the one bulb, and i-it's burnt out.
MILAM: Mm-hmm.
You go back to bed. We ain't gonna ask again.
Where is he?
[sighs]
Mm-hmm.
Oh, no, sir. T-T-Those are my grandsons.
No, he ain't the one you want, sir.
We got a full house tonight.
Come on.
You stalling, Preacher?
-Sir, no, sir. -Hmm?
No, no, sir. No, sir.
They come home -- The boys, they come home late tonight.
Ain't no telling where they ended up.
Come on.
Now!
You're fine.
T-The little one is mine, sir.
MILAM: Go back to sleep.
This the one? From Chicago?
Yes, sir.
MILAM: You the one done the smart talk up at the market?
Yeah.
MILAM: You say "yeah" again, I'll blow your head off.
UNCLE MOSE: Oh.
Now get dressed.
Nah, just the shoes.
EMMETT: Yes, sir.
Where you talking him, sir?
Nowhere, if he ain't the right one.
Here. Come on.
UNCLE MOSE: Sir, the boy -- you know, he ain't got good sense, sir.
He been sickly since he was a boy.
Sir, can't you just take him out back and --
and whip him real good?
Ain't no need to carry him off. He ain't but 14.
How old are you, Preacher?
UNCLE MOSE: 64, sir.
Well, if you know any of us here tonight,
you won't make it to 65.
ELIZABETH: I'll pay for the damages.
MILAM: You get back in bed. I wanna hear the springs!
Please, Lord, don't take him, please!
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-This the right one? -WOMAN: Yeah.
ELIZABETH: No! [sobs]
I tried to wake him.
UNCLE MOSE: They're gonna bring him right back.
They gonna bring him right back.
ELIZABETH: [sobs]
♪♪
[sobbing continues]
♪♪
[telephone ringing]
[ringing continues]
[sighs]
Hello?
WILLIE MAE: [sobbing]
Wait, who's there?
I-It's Willie Mae.
I-I don't know how to tell you this.
Um...B-Bo...
Bo?
What about him?
WILLIE MAE: Some -- Some men came,
and they got him last night.
And...[sobs]
-[dial tone] -Willie Mae?
Willie Mae?!
[breathing heavily]
♪♪