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The Lord took him.
The Lord giveth again.

I have requested
your immediate transfer.

We must destroy that madman
before he destroys us.

Good morning, Lord Edward.
I welcome you to our home.

I made a vow to God,

which I broke because of
my weakness for you.

We build an arsenal hidden here,
where it's safe.

Head north
and don't come back.

You know what they do
to thieving niggers, don't you?

Cut off his leg, and now
you're sending him to prison.

I saved his life!

With some practice,
your brother could achieve

a more natural step.

Apparently, we are
going to medical college.

It's a lie.
There's no mercy --

not here.
Not anywhere.

War was but an idea, but
now it is both fearful and real.

Each man must make
his own sense of this war.

It's harder and harder to
see any good coming from it.

And I'm tired
of all the killing.

This can't go on forever.

Any news
from Sharpsburg?

Other than too many dead,
nothing certain.

Will Miss Emma
be joining us?

She only came
to fetch some things.

And you allow this, permit her
to continue staying there?

What am I to do, James?

She is filled
with passionate commitment.

She is filled with disdain
for this family

and misguided idealism.

So, what then?
Disown her?

You've gone soft.

Your toleration
of her defiance,

your mere chastising
of Belinda's betrayal.

Belinda has served loyally
since before you and I even met.

She is family.

"When the battle closed,
after having raged furiously

for the entire day, we retained
possession of the field

and our enemy retired
to his former position."

"The conduct of many
of our officers

as reported
by General Lee

to have exhibited
the most conspicuous

and brilliant courage"!

We stood our ground,
Father.

Good morning, everyone.

News out of Antietam?

It seems your boys may have
held their own?

That's what
we Southerners do.

Mr. Stewart has communicated
with the minister,

and Lord Lyons is intrigued
by your proposition.

Turned our way
at Sunken Road.

I don't know about that. I heard
Hill's division was fierce.

He would like you
to come visit us in London

so that we may discuss it there
in quietude

and assure
that the vital relationship

between Great Britain
and the South is upheld.

London.
That -- that would be wonderful.

I have always wanted
to visit London.
Thank you.

Your country's
continued support

will assure what we both want --
a prompt truce agreement.

And you'll work out this whole
slavery issue?

Quite distasteful.

Slavery will gradually
be eliminated from the South.

Good. That is to be
most appreciated at home.

Stuck as we are in this...
awkward position.

Word is Hill came in at the last
moment and repelled them.

Once Little Mac crossed the
creek, it was a Blue victory.

So, why not
go after Lee then?

'Cause the war ain't won.
Truce is coming.

They gonna split this country
down the middle.

So you have to go now? You can't
stay just two more minutes?

Promise I'll be down
by tomorrow.

Well, can you come back
on Friday?

You know I'm gonna try.

"Dear Mansion House staff...

I hope this letter
finds you well.

Though not yet better,
I expect to be soon."

"At which time I shall come back
to see my work is done."

"I trust Miss Green has improved
her bandaging technique."

"That Dr. Hale has not
increased too much

the tally of limbs lost."

"And that Miss Hastings
manages things well,

as she is apt to do
in a sure-handed Crimean way."

Indeed, she is.
No teasing for me, then?

No, sir.
You escaped unscathed.

"Please know that my thoughts
and prayers are with you."

"And that my pride
and our shared struggle

helps to sustain me."

Nzinga was a queen in Africa,

and she had courage
and intelligence.

And her skin was black
like my skin.

Like your skin.

I'll tell you more
about Queen Nzinga tomorrow.

Do your numbers.

Come on.

Bye!
See you tomorrow!

Bye, now.

That the thing you made?

I'm bringing it
to Dr. Foster's brother --

half day's ride north.

And then after that...

So it's true.

There's a school
in Philadelphia.

Dr. Foster wrote
on my behalf.

Philadelphia's
better than here?

Being a doctor's
all I ever dreamed of.

I know that.
I do.

But here we are
in a struggle.

We need to be a part
of this victory.

Or some day,
when they write the books,

they'll say our freedom
was won for us by white people.

I can do good
as a trained physician.

There's a freedom
in that, too.

It means something,
not only for myself --

It will in the future.

But while this war is going on,
what will you be?

A symbol of their generosity?
A trophy?

That's not right,
Charlotte.

We have to be actors
in our own story, Samuel,

not secondary players
in theirs.

They're offering me
an opportunity.

I promised I'd take it.

I...I have the greatest
admiration for you.

I trust
you know that.

"In the meantime,
dear colleagues,

I remain with you in spirit,
if not in flesh."

"Ever hopeful
that I will soon return

to Alexandria alongside you,

and resume the great work we
have begun together."

"Sincerely,
Mary Phinney."

Tarnished.
Tarnished beyond redemption.

Have they been stained
with lampblack?

Splashed with arsenic?

Passed through
the gastric intestinal system

of a large ox?!

I will speak
to the Army clothier

about ordering you
some new buttons, sir.

How easy he is
to consternate.

He is, isn't he? And I may have
an even better idea

we'll be able
to torment him.

You two
plotting devices against

who I think you're
plotting devices against?

If so, let me say this...

I'm with you.

Anything that can be done
to drive that homunculus

further from his wits
earns only praise from me.

Doctor.

How are you holding up,
Matron?

It's a hard thing,
what you're enduring.

Soldiers die every day,
Miss Hastings.

I'm no different than
a thousand other mothers.

He was a good boy.

Lovely kerchiefs,
Miss Underwood.

They are soft, Mr. Green.

Or...
eau de toilette.

All sorts of scents.

Money's no object.

Sweet.

Like violets.

Peruse to
your heart's content

while I take care
of a little business.

We got word from your benefactor
down South.

Mr. Hankerson wants to come up
and meet you.

See them Gatlings
for himself.

You remember what
we talked about the other day?

Think, then take a breath,
then choose not to speak.

I need to see him
before we take him over --

make sure he's all right.

My best bottle
of '57 claret.

Alice.

That child leaves
her things everywhere.

Before long, we'll strike a deal
with the Brits,

the war will still be
at a deadlock,

and Lincoln and Davis
will have no choice

but to make an agreement.

And the children can go back
to the way they were --

young and untainted.

And the hotel will again be
what it was always meant to be.

Mr. Green,
there's a man asking for you.

Yesterday's deadbeat...
is today's parvenu.

Has it been a day,
or has it been a length of time

considerably longer
than a day?

You're tardy.

Give me that.

That's worth
more than I owe, so...

I'd like some change.

Change?
Is he demented?

All right.
You can use your change

to get back in the game.

I...I'm out, boys.

Don't you want
to win back your watch?

A couple of bones
ain't gonna hurt you.

I have two small things
to share.

One --
That dentist was no dentist.

He was a lad
named Frank Stringfellow,

the beau
of your dear Emma.

Two --
That captain was no deserter.

His letter home to his ma
was very telling.

Turns out, the lady's been
deceased these past six years.

What are you
suggesting?

I think you know.

To be sure,
the Provost Marshal invited me

to take a look around.

All right, boys,
follow me.

My God,
he knows everything.

He has no proof,
Father.

There's nothing
for them here.

Mother,
what's the matter?!

Shh!

Have you kept these
as trophies?

What are they?

Love letters from
Captain Van der Berg --

of the most lewd nature.

You searched my things.

I returned your gloves
to a drawer where I found these!

Mother, I can explain.

You led us to believe
you're so terribly aggrieved,

when all along,
you were leading him on,

toying with his affection
in the most unladylike of ways.

Mother --
Those men are upstairs

looking for evidence of murder,
all because you've --

I didn't mean
for it to come to this.

What became of that Yank
you set in motion

by behaving in a common,
disgraceful manner

unbecoming
to your upbringing --

beneath you, Alice,
beneath this family!

You don't understand,
why I --

You what?!
I had a mission.

Good to hear
from Nurse Mary.

Have you been
in touch with her?

I wrote her a letter.

I never posted it.

I can get you a stamp, you know.
Only three cents.

I shouldn't have
let her go.

When McBurney shipped her off,
I should have...

made him
keep her there.

That wasn't your fault.

Letter or not...

I'm sure she knows
you're thinking of her.

I'll post this
tomorrow, dear.

No, Agnes.

Wait until I'm gone.

You're not going
anywhere.

And he deserves to know
how you feel.

If you send it now,
he'll come.

I don't want him
to go through that.

I've never actually
been on a plantation before.

Trust me --
You haven't missed much.

So I gather.

Jed.
Home again.

What a relief.

Hello, Mother.

Have him take your things
upstairs.

This is
Mr. Samuel Diggs.

He came to help
with Ezra's prosthetic.

We met in Alexandria, ma'am.
A pleasure to see you.

Big brother
to the rescue again.

There's no need
to bring your boy.

We still have
some of our own.

"The group assembled
at the Surgeon General's office

yesterday
at 9:00 in the morning

to consider proposed
modifications in registers

and returns for the sick
and wounded

and the diet table prescribed
for the U.S. General Hospitals.

Yes, I meant to ask --
How was it?

I do not know, Miss Hastings,
because I did not go.

Do you know
why I did not go?

Because I was never
informed of it.

Dear, sir,
did you forget?

I gave you the notification
three days ago, sir.

Impossible.

If you had given me
the notification,

I would not have missed
the meeting.

But I did
miss the meeting,

so you could never have
given it to me.

Do you understand?

I seem to recall you put it
in your top drawer, sir.

Have you looked?

Not to worry, Major,
we will sent a note of regret

straight back to them
explaining your absence

due to a family illness.

I have a cousin in Connecticut
with diphtheria.

Perfect.

U...

Miss Charlotte teaching me
to read and write.

I'll see what I can arrange.

Thank you,
Miss Charlotte.

We'll be obliged.

Writing tablets
and pencils.

Some bandages
and supplies.

Thank you, Miss Green.

Them folks
want to get married?

Slave can't make
a contract,

so all they had was
a slave wedding.

Instead of
"Till death do you part,"

they say,
"Till death or distance."

It's usually distance.

So, now that they're free,
they want their child to know

her parents are joined
under free law.

Well, what can you do
for them?

Any good black reverend
down here?

You're probably
not the one to ask.

That part looks clean.

I've been staying
in the hospital.

Imagine the beds are home are
much more comfortable.

I was thinking...

perhaps a different sort
of pastoring might revive you.

There's some contrabands
seeking to be married --

legally, under God.

I thought
perhaps you might...

If not for yourself,
then for them...

for this one family
I saw today.

You must only
say the words.

Find someone else
to do it.

Anyone can say the words.

"And so, in abject penitence
over my having been in absentia,

I hope for the opportunity
to set another date."

Signed, "With deepest respect
and contrition,

Major Clayton McBurney III,

Chief Surgeon,
Mansion House Hospital."

Run that down
to the telegram office,

see that it's sent
immediately.

Miss Hastings,
see that he sees to it.

And I'll see that she sees
to seeing to that.

Sir.

All right then, off I go.

Not so fast, son.

We few...
We happy few.

Look me in the eye
when you tell me that.

There it is.
Yeah.

Cheers.
Cheers.

Fresh off
that barge, boss.

Your father --
He looks like he was a good man.

Art is the science
of deception.

Time to sit down
for dinner.

You may eat
in the kitchen, boy.

Mother.

I'll take him to the quarters,
Mrs. Foster.

He can --
He can eat with us.

Saga?

Dr. Foster.

Saga and I grew up together.

We used to run
all over this property.

How have you been?
Are you married?

Yes, sir.

Mrs. Foster found me
a good wife.

Lovely ceremony out back.

They threw a celebration
that night.

Of course, my reward was
a bunch of tired negroes

all the next day.

I-I was thinking
about that game we used to play

down by the creek.
What game was that, sir?

Those men up on the hill,

the ones hunting foxes
along the ridge.

We'd pretend
they were the enemy,

find a way to beat them down
or trick them or corner them --

or so we'd imagined.

Come on.
You'll sup with us.

Hurry up, now.
You got some doctoring know-how?

Some, yes.

Good. 'Cause I ain't
bring you down here to eat.

I get these pains in my head.

And she been
seeing spots, too.

What's your name?

Julia.

I'm Samuel.

Is the baby yours?

No, no.

My wife's on loan
in a place west of here.

How long
has she been in bed?

Since afternoon.

I mean when did she stop working
in the field?

Didn't.
I'm a good worker, sir.

I keep on doing
till the baby come.

We should tell
the Fosters.

Please don't.

I brung you here
so we wouldn't have to.

She's not well.

They don't know
she with child.

You've hidden it
all this time?

I had one before, sir.

They sell that little one
to a lady in Alabama

'fore he learned
to walk.

Lady wanted
a baby to raise.

Comfort her for the aches,
but no laudanum, no herbs --

They could
hurt the child.

I'll be back
tomorrow.

It's all we can do
to keep them here.

They've gone impudent,
ungovernable.

We hardly even punish them

for fear they'll run away
or worse.

The world is changing, Mother.
You may not like it --

I don't like it.
I don't have to.

But we will weather this storm
and be the stronger for it.

We?

She means the South,
Jed.

And how exactly will you be
the stronger for it?

Compromise is always
the answer.

It will never be
the perfect world

that either side
dreams of.

Once everyone
accepts that --

Just leave it be,
Mother.

Emancipation is inevitable.
You must accept that.

And what then?
Tell me that, Jed.

If negroes are not
to be slaves...

then what shall they be?

Free citizens.

Dear!

I can't imagine even you believe
that will ever work!

Bessie, more bread.

Yes'm.

Mother?

Belinda.

I'm sorry, I was --

I know you've seen me
over on King Street today.

Was that you?

Did it seem wrong,
like something bad?

No. Not that,
just confusing.

Well, I never mean
to distress you, now --

not you or this family.

Please,
don't apologize.

Who was he?

I mean, I am curious.

Nobody, just
a-a man I knew once.

What man?

Nothing, Mother,
we were just --

What man
are you talking about?

You...
remember the Allerton family

over on
the other side of town?

Yes.

They used to live
down the street.

The babies
used to play together.

You remember their man,
George?

George. No.
No, I don't.

He was a slave they had,

even before you and me
come up North, Miss Jane.

And after a time,
him and me, we...

we got a hankering
for each other.

You and this man?

And George asked Master Allerton
if we could get married,

and Master said no.

He said the babies
would be Green property

and what good that is
to him.

He tried to marry George off
to one of his gals,

but George never would.

Well, me and George,
well, we just...

never did.

But every Tuesday
and sometimes on Fridays...

he goes to market,

and that's when I see him.

Find out how he is
and what he been doing.

And it's been that way
for over 20 years now.

So, that's who that man is.

George.

I got to get
the supper out now.

What of our agreement?

We'll have to
discuss it another time.

Another time, when?

Once there's a truce,
I suppose.

Without your country's
recognition, sir,

there will be no truce.

Well, I'm sorry. In light
of what has happened here, I --

What do you mean,
"what has happened"?

My visit here has
been declaimed as in violation

of both my queen and
your president's proclamation --

He is not
my goddamn president!!

Please, sit.

I'll get the claret out.

You -- You must not bend
with every breeze.

I do not bend, sir.

Load the carriage.

Thank you all
for your hospitality.

I apologize
for my rushed departure.

Lincoln's calling Sharpsburg
a Union victory.

Told his cabinet
it's a sign from God

the slaves must be free.

Now we are one thing
and one thing only -- slavers.

No amount of diplomacy
will overcome that.

With Sharpsburg ringing in
our ears now, we need a victory.

The items you secured,
I gather,

could be vital
to delivering a...

Southern surprise --

one that even Lincoln won't
be able to turn around on us.

I've amassed
11 Gatling guns, sir.

I'm happy to show them to you,
but first, I must ask...

I want your word,
Mr. Hankerson,

that the Greens
must never again

have to convince the Loyalists
that we did not capitulate.

That lie
must be expunged

and the truth of our commitment
made widely known.

Of course.

You have my word.

I'll take you
to the warehouse tonight

as soon as night falls.

And when these guns
get put to good use,

the Yanks won't know
what hit 'em.

I hear
you fancy poultry.

And that you have
a story to tell

about a friend
named Jimmy Green.

We seen something --
Don't!

Don't tell him.

We ain't looking
for trouble.

Where are you boys from?

Here.

My people have worked
for the Greens for years.

You?!

I come from a plantation
in Maryland.

My missus bring me here.

I saw a chance to run,
so I took it.

And got a job
moving furnitures.

All this time
to finally get free

only to end up
in a place like this.

Jimmy Green
was gonna kill us.

But he let us go.

Will Jimmy Green
save you now?

What did you see?

Weapons, sir.

That warehouse full of guns
like I never seen.

Say what they want
of Sharpsburg,

this war is
far from over.

So you made
this contraption?

Fastened the hinges
to the ankle

so you can walk and sit
more naturally.

I thought
you were the doctor, Jed.

There you are.

Go on, Ez.

Try it out.

You know, they offered me
a peg leg. I wasn't interested.

This is better.

You said yourself
you haven't been able

to do the things you wanted
to help run this place.

Try, Son.

Ooh.

Feels pretty good.

Wonderful, Ez.

Never wanted this.

If you hadn't chopped off
my damn leg --

There was no option.
I told you.

Miss Foster?!

Sorry to trouble you again.

Can we borrow him?

Borrow him?
What for?

Hold her down.
Hold her down!

Face is plethoric.

Extremities are swollen.

She said she was having
headaches, seeing spots.

All right now.
Easy, easy.

The shaking's letting up.

Dr. Foster.

Cervix is dilated.

And her bag of waters
is bulging.

What's happening here?
Is she sick?

She has a condition
called eclampsia.

Eclampsia?

We need to deliver
the child.

Appreciate the help,
Pastor.

Makes me feel useful
doing something with my hands.

How's your search
progressing?

There's a reverend over in
the Bottoms who might help me.

I hope to see him soon.

I never said I was sorry
for what happened.

If I'm in any way responsible
for derailing you --

I never said
that was your fault.

Your eyes say it
every time you look at me.

I keep asking myself
what choice did you have.

He would have
shot us both.

Is that
what God wanted?

I have no idea
what God wants.

Then why stay here?

What's your purpose now?

Not to stroll on King Street
debating with you.

She must be
almost here by now.

Who must?
Why are we here?

I thought
you may not come.

Nothing gonna
keep me away no more.

Whatever God may want of you,
he wants them to be married.

I brung you this.
Picked it out special.

Who can argue with that?

Baby's positioned wrong.
It won't come out like that.

It's a breech?
No.

Prow presentation,
page 53.

We'll need a fillet
to redirect it.

Can you make
one of those?

I need some leather
and a piece of wood.

You ever delivered
a baby before?

Yes, sir.
I figured.

You do it.

Gentle now.
You're getting there.

The occiput
is now anterior.

Is -- is that
a good thing?

I can feel it coming.

Push now, Julia!
Your baby's head is crowning!

Reduce the perineum.

Deliver the chin.

Rotate...
the shoulders.

Lord, make it stop!

Make it stop!

There!

It's a girl.

Baby.

Hold that baby close.
It best for the both of you.

That baby
ain't breathing right.

Meconium
in the oropharynx.

I did the fillet.
You do the sucking.

A touch
of tartar emetic.

Ooh.

Some Epsom salts.

A splash
of sulphate of soda.

Sulphate --
ain't that for horses?

Come to think of it,
yes.

No, no.

Doctor.

Come in.

Your daily emetic, sir.

Thank you.
Put it down there.

Drink it soon, sir.
It works better that way.

Chicken guts.

What do you want
with chicken guts?

They're required
for a function...

having to do
with Major McBurney.

I'll need
an empty bucket, too.

My baby.

My baby's alive.

Take her to breast.

No one told me
she was with child.

No matter --
couple weeks, maybe a month,

she'll be salable again.

The baby?

No one wants a child
right now

with these cries
for emancipation.

But a breeder
will fetch a price.

Sell a mother away
from her baby?

It's a business, Jed.

I don't know when you stopped
understanding that.

Don't you see
what's happening, Mother?

This --
all of this is over.

Not yet, it isn't.

What about the father?

Doesn't he have something
to say about it?

Ez?

This is
your grandchild?

At least he stayed.

How much?

For the both of them --
mother and child?

I'll buy them from you.

$2,000.

That's high,
but I'll do it.

This won't cover it,
but I figure my credit is good.

Bring that money
up to the house.

Good morning, dear Jane.

I have something terribly
urgent to ta--

How long have we
known each other?

Well...
Why, our whole lives.

Our whole lives.
Yes.

What's the matter?

The matter is
that you have made my daughter

into someone
I hardly recognize.

Please, we can't
discuss this now.

Do you know
how betrayed I feel, Olivia,

to have my child
taken from me like this?

Taken from you?
Taken?

I lost a husband
and a son to this war.

Who have you lost?

You of all people
have given up almost nothing.

After Tom died...

all I wanted
was to do something

so it wouldn't feel
like good boys,

good boys, like Tom,
dying in vain.

I empathize, I do.

But this extremism
you engage in is --

There is
no time to argue.

I have pressing information
for your family.

Send for James.

There you are, Julia.

Let's get you
to medical school.

Sustenance for the road.

What you're doing...
is a good thing.

And you?

Why stay?

Don't know what the world has
out there for me.

But I'm starting to figure
it's time I go find out.

Pleasure meeting you.

You know...

those men with guns
hunting foxes...

they weren't hunting foxes.

They were searching
for runaways.

Making sure niggers
stay where they belong.

You take care of yourself now,
Master Jed.

I'm not so sure sometimes
about this medical-school idea.

Working at the hospital,
working for you,

has made me see things
differently.

I have a purpose there.

And I've changed
from who I was before.

I think
you know what I mean.

You've changed, too.

There's a train station
a few miles up the road.

Drop me off there.

This, too, shall pass.

Ought you
to lie down, Major?

No, no.
I just -- I need...

I need
some sort of vessel.

Right away, sir.

I'll just
put it here, sir.

Go, leave me.

Open up, sir.
Aaaah.

Pardon?
I threw up my entrails.

Can a man live
without his guts?

Plenty of men do, sir.

He seems fine.
It's very strange.

Fetch the bucket,
Nurse Hastings.

Let's see the discharge,
shall we?

Major?

What's happened?

Where are my intestines?

Ooh! I mean, I saw them.
They were right there.

T-That thing was full
of blood and guts, man!

Aah!

Boots stink, clothes itch,
buttons don't shine.

There, there, now.

I'm losing track
of official matters,

and my insides are coming out
through my mouth

and disappearing
into the vapor.

Do I have some sort of
demon inside --

Major, listen to me now.
Calm down.

Now, during
my exam studies --

for which I have you to thank,
sir, deeply --

I read that certain
strange conditions

can be the result of an odd
interaction between the mind,

what the Greeks call a "Psyche,"
and the body.

What the Greeks call
"somatikos."

Precisely,
Nurse Hastings.

So, "somatikos."

Psyche...

...somatikos.

There may be something to that,
sir, don't you think?

A notion to ponder.

Hey, can I have
a drink off that?

Get your own.

Where's my damn flask?
I ain't seen it.

The hell you ain't.
The hell I did.

I'm no liquor swindler,
you mangy dog.

Where'd that come from?!

Am I shot?!

Put the weapon down!

Has the reaper come again?

James.

Olivia has urgent news.

Allen Pinkerton is seeking
a search warrant

from the Provost Marshal.

Now, now, they were here,
snooping around.

They found nothing.

The warrant is not
for our home, Father.

It's for
the warehouse.

The body.

I told Hankerson we'd meet here.

Yep, help the cause and repair
my family name all at once.

You smell something?

A fire?

Wait here.

Father!

What have you done?

I saved us, Son.

They were gonna
find that body.

You take this man
who you hold by the hand

to be your lawful
married husband,

and do you promise
in covenant before God

and these witnesses
that you will be unto him

a loving, faithful,
and obedient wife

until you shall be separated
by death?

Yes, I do.

I pronounce you
husband and wife

according to
the ordinance of God.

Whom God has joined together,
let no man put asunder!

Let God shine his face
on you now!

May God shine his face
upon you!

She's grown very sick, sir.

She didn't want anyone to know,
but I thought you should.

Jed.

I wrote so many letters
in my mind.

So did I.

So many things
I should have done.

But now I will not leave you
until you are well.

You must stop
giving calomel.

The doctors said --
The doctor is wrong,

and you must get
better ventilation in here.

Agnes...

I was afraid...

I might not see
your eyes again.

There's news.

Look.

It seems you were right
after all.

Did you doubt it?

Read for me.

"On the first day of January
in the year of our Lord 1863"...

Get some help
and put this thing out.

..."all persons held as slaves

within any state or any
designated part of a state"...

..."the people whereof shall
then be in rebellion

against the United States"...

..."shall be then,
thenceforward,

and forever free."

A better world is coming.

And I promise you, Mary Phinney,
you shall be there to see it.