All language subtitles for Mandingo.1975.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG_5_English

How much for this wench
and sucker?

- She ought to be worth 650.
- That's too much.

I can't get more than seven
for them in New Orleans.

Shuck down your pants.

Bend over.

You're wasting time.
He ain't got hemorrhoids.

You alter some of them?

My pa never altered a nigger.
Nor have I.

On this plantation,
there's no altered horse nor nigger.

When the bucks run a-scared of that
I wouldn't be blaming them.

This buck's Cicero, a runner.

Talks a lot. Talks, preaches.
Stops the others from doing.

Else, he's a prime worker.

Make a deal on him.

Go fetch.

He moves fast. A sound buck.

Good for the sugar cane.
Yeah. He might last 7, 8 years.

1,500 for the three of them.
That's this one here and them two.

- 2,500.
- Done.

- Don't want to see another batch?
- No, that's enough for now.

All right, mem,
send them back to quarters.

See that those three bucks
is chained in the barn tonight.

Yes, master Maxwell, sir.

- Back to quarters, everybody.
- Papa! Papa!

Brownlee is the correct cognomen.
Is it not, sir?

- That is, sir.
- Ham, this here's Mr. Brownlee.

- Right charmed by the honor of your company.
- Well, I'm right charmed my own self.

Mr. Brownlee is a trader.

Well, you gonna have slaves,
you got to have traders.

That's right. You can't eat them
and you can't plow them under.

Papa. Papa, doc redfield
come about big Pearl.

Well, you know, if she has vomit
or temperature, she got to be isolated.

- No, doc redfield, nothing like that.
- Well, let's see.

All right, now, Pearl,
breathe deep.

Git! Git!

What ails her, doc?

Doc redfield's the best veterinarian
anywhere around here.

She a virgin?

Well, I reckon. But you can't
never be sure about a black wench.

- Lucy?
- She pure.

I've been saving her
like master Maxwell tell me.

She a mandingo wench.

You don't let just any buck
get to her.

Big Pearl, you the only one
who can tell us most certain.

Well...

Nothing ailing the wench except
she cravin'. In the bud of heat.

She's hipped, plum hipped.

Old doc redfield, nothing he don't know
about nigger nature, nigger symptoms.

Hammond, son, you pleasure her,
she'll get better.

You don't, she'll fall off.

I too black, master, sir.
I not fitting for you.

Master's duty to pleasure the wenches
first time, you know that.

Pure mandingo.
You got bucks, too?

I'd give $3000
for a mandingo buck.

Need one to breed her.

When I was your age, Hammond, there wasn't
no 14-year-old virgins around falconhurst.

Hammond craves
the bright-skinned ones.

Why ever you don't hanker
for big Pearl.

I do hanker, papa,
it's she's powerful musky is all.

No need for musk to bother you.

Just soak them good
in manganade and potash water.

- I need some more milk.
- Yes, sir, master.

Agamemnon, you black scoundrel,
get in here, help lucrezia borgia.

Tell them how many suckers
you brung us, lucrezia borgia.

- 24, master.
- 24.

These twins are two of them.

- She bred out now, too old.
- Yes, sir, massa.

I'm calling you, mem!
I'm begging you to step face!

Papa, don't get yourself riled now.
It ain't good for your rheumatism.

I'll get master Hammond
to take a piece of your hide off of you.

No, massa, don't hide me.
Please, sir. I be spry.

Do you have any religion
for your niggers, Mr. Maxwell?

Hell, no.

More religions they gets,
the ornerier they gets.

- Harder to drive.
- Don't worry none about their immortal souls?

They ain't got no immortal souls.
They gets to thinking they has souls...

They gets to thinking
they's as good as white folk.

Mem, you reckon you got a soul?

A lazy, no-account stupid, god-forsaken
nigger like me can't have a soul, massa.

Well, some folks think they got souls
and go to heaven, too.

Them abolitionists up north
done say they's good as whites.

Damn sons of bitches!

Slavery was ordained by god.
By god hisself!

Niggers are right happy
eating, working, fornicating...

Abolitionists!

- Cracks and loonies!
- Papa... papa...

- Interfering in other folks' business!
- Papa, your rheumatism.

I don't give a damn
about my rheumatism!

Don't do this, don't do that!
Gets worse, whatever I do or quit doing!

Damn...

Sleeping with one of them
naked Mexican dogs...

They say it drains the rheumatism
right out of the man and into the dog.

- Yes?
- A nigger just as good.

One of them drain off the rheumatism
good as any naked dog.

'Course, you'd have to have that nigger
sort of curled up around your feet...

And then you got to press hard and kindly
force the rheumatism right out the soles.

That's right interesting.

Papa, I'm going.

Lucrezia borgia you tell Lucy
to get big Pearl ready.

Right glad to hear that, son.

Good boy.
He look like he be a right vigorous stud.

He's shy about his leg.

When he was 6 years old,
a year after his ma died...

A pony threw him off,
stepped on his knee.

Now, just do everything he say.
Everything.

And don't let no farts,
no difference how you feel.

And don't forget to say thank you
whether he gives you nothing or not.

You supposed to reckon it's a prideful
hour, white master taking your first.

This stuff smells awful, mama.

Smells good to white noses.

You know,
I heard doc redfield talking.

Say a magnated wench
stay sweet smelling for two days.

- I be smelling like this for two days?
- Hush up, now.

I told you not to let on
you're sick.

Go on, Meg, go on!

All right.
Lucy, lucrezia borgia, you can go.

- You act like I told you, now.
- Yes, mama.

You gonna have to help me
with my boots.

You glad about this, big Pearl?

Big Pearl?

Sure, master Hammond.
Why mama say...

What'd she say?

She say...
She say it'd be right joyful.

She right?

Toby, you get out of here.

How you all feel laying here chained
while the white man walk about...

Doing his pleasure
with a black girl?

May actually don't have no feelings at all,
like that peckerwood say.

Feelings like some old dumb animal
that don't count no how.

Y'all hear me?

- In Africa, our people born free.
- That's right. Free men, not slaves.

Masters of our own selves, and of the
forest and the rivers and the mountains.

Y'all think that deep down that peckerwood
don't know we's as human as he is?

What for, you reckon he keep us from
learning and religion and reading?

'Cause they know!

They's a-feared that
deep down we is human.

Mem?

- You brung that copy-out page?
- Yeah, I got it.

Show these brethren how to read.

"Oh, lord, our god...

Others, lord, beside thee...

Have had... dumerdo..."

Doe. Dominion.

Dominion.

"Dominion... over us...

But by thee only... will we make...
March-men... men...

- Men-shun... men-chun... mention.
- Mention.

Be meaning "to speak of".

"Mention of... thy name."

What are you doing here, mem?

Let me see what you got there.

Give it to me, mem.

Give it to me!

Damn...

You can read, can't you?

And write.

Who learned you, mem?

It was you, Cicero?

Damn! Get out of here!

My papa done well to sell you.

Reading! You know what
you can get for reading?

There we go.

Okay.

You got to keep your feet
pressed hard on his belly now...

So the rheumatism drains
right out from the sole, all right?

- Yes. Yes, doctor.
- All right.

Hammond.

- Doc.
- Well, good night, all.

- I'll do that, lucrezia.
- You stay curled up there, boy.

- Good night, doc.
- Good night.

- Night, doc.
- Good night.

- Papa, I got to peel mem's rump.
- What's he done?

Well, he... he's just been getting
too uppity is all.

You protecting him again?
What'd he do now?

Papa, I catch mem reading.
He can read.

Reading?

That dumb-ass, broke-head, nigger read!
I don't want to see!

You know what old Sam tucks do
with readin' niggers?

Puts out an eye.
Cures them good.

One eye, not two.

Blind, there's no damn use,
but one eyes work as hard...

- Don't give no more trouble.
- No, papa, no.

- I'll just whoop him a bit is all.
- It aint enough.

That's all, papa.
A iarruping will do it.

Then whoop him fierce.

Hammond, you got to cut deep...

'Cause a nigger don't feel
physical punishment soon as a white man.

And you rub in
the pimentade after.

Hurts like hell
but heals the scars right clean.

And tell lucrezia borgia to use
fresh red pepper in the pimentade.

Fresh lemon, and plenty of salt.

Yes, sir.

- Good night, papa.
- Plenty of salt, I say.

Yes, sir.

Reading...!

- You pray for memnon tonight, massa?
- Ain't no use me praying for you...

Seeing as how you can do it
for your own self.

May after tomorrow,
after you been whupped.

- Now, git.
- Yes, sir, massa.

- Master, sir?
- What you want, dite?

Master, I knocked up.

I been looking for that.

Master, when my sucker come
can't I keep it?

It's for your own good, dite.

So you won't feel bad
if'n we go to sell it.

Now, I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake,
pray the lord my soul to take.

Haul him up, pokey.

Please.

Don't want a beating.
Master Hammond, please.

No, please! No, please, stop!

Please... please, massa Hammond.

Go on, Meg.

- You sure look a-funny hanging there.
- Shut your mouth, Meg.

Now, stand off from him, so like,
and aim for his bottom.

You get him in the legs
it don't hurt him none, but...

- Don't you slam his back.
- Yes, sir, master.

Go ahead.

You ain't doing that right.
Give me that.

Now, this is how you do it.

Who the hell are you
to touch my niggers?

Why, cousin Hammond!

Don't you recognize me?
We was little ones.

I'm Charles, major woodford's son
from crowfoot plantation.

Cousin Charles.

Come up to the house.

Master's misery
drain right through my belly.

You lie, little buck.
I still feel my rheumatism. Here.

I hurt awful.

Get down there.

Where's Charles?

He's a-stuffin' himself
with lucrezia borgia's vittles.

Major woodford Charles' pa
is bad pressed.

Charles come with a letter from him
asking to borrow money.

- Do you have a mind to?
- May help.

If'n you take to Charles' little sister
cousin blanche...

- Papa, are you starting that again?
- It's time for us...

To be a-thinkin'
of an heir for falconhurst.

You need a white lady
to give you a son with human blood.

Not them suckers of yours
through wenches.

Pa, I wouldn't know what to do,
not with no white lady.

And you can't have no more wenches
if'n you marry.

Of course.
Have them just the same.

You doesn't talk about them in front of
your wife, but she knows you have them.

She wants you should have them.
Saves her from having to submit.

When she do submit, though
you keep on your shirt and drawers.

Plagues a white lady almost to death
to see a man naked.

Not in New Orleans.

Them white ladies there, I hear,
they strip it all off. Every bit.

Ham, you just go take a look
at cousin blanche.

If she ain't to your taste
we can look around at other white ladies.

Major woodford...
Don't get the money.

Hello, sir. My name's Hammond Maxwell.
I'm Warren Maxwell's son.

Hammond Maxwell,
well, if it ain't.

- How's your pa?
- He's all crippled up with the rheumatism.

- That's too bad.
- And this here is Charles woodford...

- Major woodford's son from crowfoot.
- Pleased to meet you.

- The pleasure's all mine, sir.
- Make yourself welcome, Mr. Woodford.

- Y'all come on in.
- Thank you much.

Tell me, does Warren still have
that wench and that child?

Little one ought to be big enough
to breed by now.

Well, that's what I come here for, sir.
You got an old mandingo buck.

My papa craves to borrow him that buck
to breed them two wenches.

But I haven't got that buck anymore.
He dead.

Bull gored him about three months ago
and old xerxes died.

Damn. I'm sorry to hear that, sir.
My papa laid store in him.

Warren Maxwell
and his mandingos.

They make the best fighting niggers,
mandingos.

I crave one for my own self.
A fine one, one that can whoop anybody.

This is Katie and Ellen.
I hope they'll be to your iikin'.

- Suit me fine.
- Good night, then.

Thank you. Good night.

You a virgin?

This one ain't, Katie?

Cousin Hammond, you take the virgin.
I don't care for hard work.

Cousin Charles, what the hell you doing
kissing her on the mouth?

- What are you doing that for?
- Why, it makes a man feel good.

- She likes it, too, don't you, pretty wench?
- Yes, master.

- You don't like what Charles is doing?
- No, master.

I don't like it, neither.
Damn, it makes me sick.

Why are you looking odd-like at me?
Sneaky-like? What for?

You tell me now, no fibbing.

You tell me, is it my leg?

No, master.

Just you strange
for a white man.

How do you mean strange?

Caring what a white man
do to a wench.

Can you help me off
with these boots?

Yes, sir.

What happened to your leg,
master?

No one's ever asked that
straight out honest.

You know, they're always pretending
they don't see.

I do walk bad.

I thinks you walks just fine,
master.

Raise your head.

Raise your head.

Now you're looking away from me.

I can't see you.

Put your eyes on me.

Look at me straight
into my eyes.

I can't, master.

I craves you to do it, Ellen.

Niggers don't...

Don't what?

Look a white man in the eyes?

If you're told to do it...

If asked to do it,
you can do it.

Ellen?

Don't you be afeard.

If you don't like me,
you don't have to stay.

I like you, sir.

I want to please you.

Here we have a capital woman
and her three children.

All in good health. What will you
say for them? Give me an offer.

I'll put the whole
lot up for $850.

$850.850!

900!

They ain't worth it.
Come on, let's get out of here.

610 to the gentleman in green.
Do I hear 615?

Look at this lovely wench,
gentlemen.

I got a mandingo!

- Pure-bred mandingo!
- This is what I want to see.

This is what I
was looking for, ja!

Playful as a kitten,
strong as a bull elephant.

- Good lord, ma'am!
- I don't buy the pig in the poke!

She carry on like a man!

Is she buys him, he's going to
find out tonight she ain't no man.

You mean that lady
will pleasure with that nigger?

That's a German widow, and German ladies
get never pleasure enough.

- How much?
- 3.500.

- I give you 3.000.
- I'll pay the price you're asking.

You're no gentleman, trying to take
the nigger from the poor widow woman.

If you should crave the make of him, ma'am,
I ain't letting you get him.

- 4.000.
- I'll pay more, 500 more!

Schweinehund!

Done! You got a good boy.
Trustworthy, obedient, whip smart.

I sure hate to sell him.

- What do you call him?
- Mede, or galamede.

I'll come fetch him
in two, three days.

- Hey, I got me a fighting nigger!
- Never been beaten up, ham.

- The mandingo my papa's craved all his life.
- Yes, sir, ain't he something.

Mede, hm?
Mede. That's a good name, mede.

Mede, huh?

Damn...

Beatrix, my dear, ain't cousin Hammond
the image of uncle theopolis?

Uncle theopolis
weren't that handsome...

And uncle never looked
at blanche like that.

Blanche, do you think
cousin Hammond is handsome?

It don't matter if'n blanche
thinks he's handsome.

What matters is cousin Hammond
thinking blanche is pretty.

You see, you don't get the money if'n she
ain't to his taste and he don't wed her.

Oh, Charles!

- I heard your pa.
- Charles!

- Oh, god!
- That's all right.

- You ain't a wedding that Hammond.
- Yes, I am.

I'll be a wedding him.

He's a fine catch.

Good-looking, rich, romantic.

Been to New Orleans.
Come from far away.

I'll tell him.
I'll tell him what we done.

He won't believe you,
and papa would throw you out.

Charles, I'm gettin' out of this house,
and this family.

Cousin blanche!

Cousin blanche, wait!

You come to buy me?

Take a good look at me,
like I was a wench.

- Now, cousin blanche, don't...
- Am I to your taste?

- You crave I undress?
- Cousin blanche, I'm... I'm terribly sorry.

Well...

I do believe you are.

Can I carry you to church,
cousin blanche?

A gentleman carries a young lady to church,
everyone reckons they's gonna get married.

- May hap we is.
- Is what?

May hap we is gonna get married.

How you like to?

You got a nice plantation?
A big house?

Well, the house ain't fine like crowfoot.
It's good enough for just papa and me, but...

But I can build a house. I just been
waitin' till I get married to build a house.

A fine house.

Well, now, I ain't... I ain't
really thought about gettin' married much.

Papa, he say I got to get married
and sire me a son.

Is you all proposin'?

Yes, ma'am, I reckon so.

I don't know
no other way to do it.

How you like to?

Don't kiss me yet.

Unless it's just a cousin kiss.

Well, do you think the yellow or the pink
is more prettier on the new Mrs. Maxwell?

Oh, ham, I'm so happy!

And my ring, I loves it!
It's much prettier than mama's.

- You like it when you kiss me?
- Oh, I do. I do.

I crave you to do it.

Hammond?

What we do now?

Well, I don't rightly know.

I mean, with a wench I'd know...

But with a white lady...

I reckon we got to
take off some clothing.

Not everything, of course.

All right!

- What? Let's see...
- Well, undo this.

Yeah, I see.

What for you get up?

I can't sleep seeing,
like, when I'm thinkin'.

What you thinkin' about?

I'm thinkin'...

I'm wonderin'...

What man you had before me.

Hammond, where'd you get
that zany notion from?

You thinkin' I don't know a virgin
when I sleeps with one and pleasures?

- I was, too, a virgin.
- You was once, but not last night.

How can you think such a thing?

There was nobody!

I was pure!

- Till you!
- You might as well tell me who he is.

I kill the son of a bitch! Now, you
tell me who pleasured you before me!

You're accusin' me...
You accusin' me of somethin' I never done!

I never done it!
I never, never, never done it!

- I never, never, never!
- You disgust me!

Hammond!

- Cheri, all is well?
- Very well, madame Caroline.

Bon. Bring two.

A dream, which is the truth.

Come on, it is.

- Are you having fun?
- Oh, yes.

Your father has been
unfaithful to me.

He was one of
my best customers...

- Till a couple of years ago.
- I told you your pa was a hell-raiser.

Yeah...

For Warren Maxwell's charming son,
tonight is compliments of the house.

- Thank you, ma'am. Thank you.
- You lucky bastard.

I never got it free
in my whole life.

Never will, either, probably.
Hell, I don't care.

All I've been havin' for six months
is one warty widow.

I'm gonna spend my money...
Look at this gal.

Hey, walk all over me, honey.
So I don't get a cramp now.

Why, I've been serving
pleasure to old men all day.

But I've been watching your baby face
ever since you came in...

Planning on how
I was going to get to you.

- I ain't feeling good, lady.
- Well, I can fix that, honey.

All over.

- Hey, you do that all over stuff?
- For somebody like him...

I reckon not, lady.

I... I'm on my honeymoon.

Well, that's when a gentleman
needs good lovin' the most.

He's got the prettiest little piece
for a bride back at the hotel...

Just waitin' there,
iayin' there.

But I can show him things his bride
don't dream they do it on Mars...

Where they got creatures
with six arms and four mouths.

I reckon not, lady.
Maybe another time, all right.

Well, if he ain't goin'
with you, I am.

Come on...

What you doin' in here?

Master Hammond told me
to wait here for him.

Niggers aren't allowed inside.

- You a nigger.
- I'm madame Caroline's slave...

And I'm telling you to get out.

- I'm master Hammond's slave, and I'm staying.
- I said get out.

- I said I'm staying!
- I said get out!

Stop it, Armand!
I have you whipped to death!

Stop them! Stop them!

Mede! Mede, stop that, I tell you!
Stop it!

No, no, let them fight.
$1,000 to the owner of the winner.

$1,000 for you, madame Caroline
if your man wins.

500! 500, I bet!

Get up! Get up!

I proclaim mede the Victor!

God damn it!

God damn, mede! Damn! Good boy!
That was damn pretty.

- Hey, you hurtin'?
- I'm fine, master. Just fine.

Come on, come on over here.
Wash your face off, sit down. Come on.

Monsieur!

Your winnings, monsieur.

Whatever you paid for him,
I'll double it.

- Hell, I paid $4,500 for him.
- 9.9,000.

No, sir.

No, sir, he ain't for sale.
Come on.

Then he must fight my man.
Topaz.

In two months, perhaps three.

- Here?
- All right.

- What for are we stoppin' here?
- The horse be tired.

- Mede, you get him some water.
- Yes, sir.

Mr. Brownlee come by. Got a
nigger he only wants to sell me. Cicero.

- Yes, sir. He's a troublemaker, sir.
- I don't mind that kind.

I like to tame them.
Too many nigger risings are happening.

Virginia, the carolinas,
especially Georgia.

Folks still talk about
that nat Turner.

And abolitionist comin' down here with
that liberator newspaper of Garrison's...

Is puttin' ideas in their head.
Ellen! Ellen!

Yeah, I'm talkin' to you.
Come here!

Mr. Hammond craves to buy you.

You want to go with him?

Get your bundle.

Who's the wench?

Slave I bought some time back.

She for the mandingo?

She ain't.

- Here's falconhurst.
- This it?

This is it.

- Now, my papa, we mustn't tell him nothin'.
- Okay, Hammond, I swear I won't.

You hear me? He never got to know
you weren't pure.

Bust his heart. Bust it right open thinkin'
of falconhurst going to a son of a...

Hell, we all married.
Ain't nothin' we can do about it.

Hello.

And this is the new missus!
Well, ain't she pretty?

You know,
ever since your ma died...

I've been wantin'
another pretty white mistress.

- And... and... and now I got me one.
- Papa, this is cousin blanche.

She's your daughter now, papa.
We're married and everything.

Welcome home to falconhurst,
my dear.

It ain't fine ahead like crowfoot
but it's right comfortin'.

Come inside.

Joshua, come hold this horse.

A mandingo!

- You brought home a mandingo.
- Later, papa. You can see him later.

A bride and a mandingo!

What are you doing? Don't touch that.
Leave that alone. Go unpack the dresses.

Where's she sleepin'?

Wherever you like, with a bed.

No, not in here.

We ain't gonna do nothin'
this evening.

Ain't you sleepin' here?

You content to have your wife
cryin' all night long?

What's your papa gonna think?

He and ma had separate rooms. Won't
make him think we ain't happy together.

Well, I'll tell him.

Tense!

You step outside for a second.

Go on, go on!

What you gonna tell him?

That you had someone 'fore me?

You decides to say who pleasured you 'fore
me, I just might treat you a bit better.

I might.

You goin' to that wench of yours?
Ellen?

What you doin' in here?

What you doin'?
You just get out, you hear me?

I don't want you
sleepin' in here!

Heaven be praised.

You sure he pure?
I don't want no half.

Yes, sir.
I got the papers right here.

Mede!

- What happened to him?
- He fought... and won.

I'm going to fight him again
as soon as I get him trained.

He look ruined.

His testicles,
they ain't been teared out?

No, sir, he's fine.
He's so big, he'd tear the wenches.

Little bacon rind gonna fix that.

Lucrezia borgia. You saved for big Pearl.
Might as well put 'em together right away.

But, pa. No, pa. But, now...
Mede's still tired out. He's hurtin'.

- I ain't tired, massa. I'm ready.
- He say you tired, you tired.

- Don't dispute.
- Lucrezia borgia, you take him in the kitchen...

And fill him up right good.

And make him swallow down
about half a dozen raw eggs.

Oh, I'll make him swallow those eggs.
They'll choke him silly.

Pa? Papa?

This worries me.

I see what's botherin' you.

The papers say this mede's
the brother of big Pearl's.

- Lucy's his ma.
- They don't know nothin'.

Mede was a sucker
when he was sold.

Papa, that'll be incest.

Works supperin' with animals,
works fine with niggers.

Yeah, but what you gonna do then if the
sucker turn out to be some kind of monster?

Snuff it out.

You got to get certain ideas out of
your head. How much you pay for her?

1,500.

- 1,500 for a wench?
- I fancied her and I bought her.

She's gonna be my bed wench.

Blanche ain't gonna like that.

Well, now, you said yourself
white ladies don't like too much pesterin'.

White ladies don't like their husband
gettin' tender with a wench, neither.

Go on, in you get.

Come on, Chuck down those pants.
Get in there.

- It hot, massa.
- Get down in there! Come on!

- Papa, that rind awful hot.
- Got to be to toughen his hide.

You reckon
it could soften him instead?

It's all right, just so it ain't
burnin' or scaldin'.

Them old romans always salted
their fightin' slaves.

- Can't stand it, massa Hammond! It hurt!
- You stay there!

You got skin like a sucker.
Any champeen buck'd tear you up.

Damn...

Get him on his back! Come on!
Get him on his back!

Come on, kick him again!
Come on, mede!

Get on top of him!

Man! Come on!

- Get him!
- Turn his head, mede!

Get your arms around him!
Pull him down!

Come on, flip him over!

Go ahead, men, throw the water.
Come on. Hurry up.

Damn, you a lucky buck,
able to fight like that.

Go on, get out of here! Go on!

That right pretty, mede.

- You comin' along good.
- Thank you, sir.

That's right.
You're gonna make a good fighter.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

You wipe him off and tell Lucy and
lucrezia borgia to rub him down good.

Yes, sir, master Hammond.
Yes, sir.

You're gettin' good, mede.

You're gettin' to be a better 'n' better
white man's fightin' animal.

When they gonna teach you
how to growl, grunt, 'n' maul?

When you gonna learn
the color of your skin, mede?

Just as soon as you stop puttin' on
your smilin' nigger face...

For massa Hammond.

- You drink them toddies like an old drunk.
- Blanche ain't settled down here yet...

And you ain't helpin' her
ignorin' her.

And I thank you, papa Warren.

Now, how that fightin' buck do?

Hell, papa, he'd have broke
that bonkin's neck.

- He flipped him so high...
- Is that all you can talk about?

Your niggers!
That's all you ever talk about!

- Well, I'm gonna tell you somethin'. My pa...
- Hell, your pa's bust!

Go after her, Hammond.
She your wife.

Go on, I say.

My head...

My head's spinnin' around...
And around.

Just drunk.

Hammond...

The reason... the reason
I took that toddy...

Was to get up the courage to say to you
what I'm a-sayin'...

What I'm a-feelin'...

You ain't touched me...

You want to be with me?

You ain't touched me.
I want you to touch me. Please, Hammond.

I need you.

Touch me. Please touch me!

You sure are a strange kind
of white lady.

Time I was a little 'UN,
lucrezia borgia used to fan me to sleep.

Lucrezia borgia say I knocked.

She say I been missin'
my time of month.

Hell, what she know?

She got 24 suckers.

I kinda itch, like,
and ache a little.

Mayhaps, she is right.

Now you won't be
wantin' me no more.

- You'll be sellin' me again.
- Ellen, hone...

Now, I ain't
never gonna sell you.

You're mine.

- You ain't mad?
- No.

This how mad I be.

You be gonna sell our sucker?

No, I ain't.
No, I won't do that neither, Ellen.

- But you're gonna sell dotty's sucker.
- Now, now, that's different.

Our sucker, we... we keep him,
raise him right here at falconhurst.

That make you glad?

Good.

Hammond?

Hammond,
can I ask you somethin'?

When our sucker growed up, can he go free?
Can you give him his freedom?

You craves to be free?

Do you craves to be free?

Well, then what for you
want the sucker to go free?

'Cause for a buck... for a boy child,
a lot of misery don't happen to him.

He don't get whupped
when the master wants to whup him.

He don't get penned
on a patch of land like a pig.

Can't never go nowhere
or do nothin'.

Can't learn to read or write
lessen he get beat or killed.

Hammond...

- Forget about it.
- I damn right gonna forget about it!

Ellen...

It mean that much to you?

Oh, Ellen, honey, all right.

All right, honey.
The sucker can go free.

I promise you.
The sucker can go free.

Nigger-risin', Maxwell!

That nigger of yours, Cicero,
stole a gun from me and run off.

- Got some others to join.
- We ain't seen them here, birch.

- We done catched two of them.
- I'd like to help you get 'em, Mr. Wallace.

Well, come on, then.

Mede, you come with me.

Mr. Wallace! Mr. Wallace!
They're in the south quarter!

- They in there!
- They wounded forrest!

It's Cicero!

I'll get Cicero! Come on!
Come on, boys! I'll get him!

Come on!

Damn! Get him!

You hold me for a peckerwood?

Peckerwood'll kill me!
Be like you killin' me!

You be puttin' the rope
around my neck yourself.

What you think you is, a hound dog?
Peckerwood say go fetch, you fetch.

You see me hang, you're gonna know!
You're gonna know you kill a black brother!

Cicero.

Mayhaps I could've got away,
or be for you catchin' me.

You 'member that. You 'member that all day.
You killed me.

You 'member that. You killed me.

Niggers like you just prove
what the peckerwood say:

We're just beasts, willin' to do anything,
kill each other.

- No mind. No feelin'.
- Shut up, nigger!

Leastwise, I ain't gonna die
like you gonna die, like a slave!

I ain't givin' no lifetime of misery
and sweat to this peckerwood!

I'd rather die than be a slave!

You peckerwood! That's right!

You peckerwood was oppressed
in your own land!

We was free, and you brought us here,
in chains.

Well, now we're here...
And you just better know...

This is just as much
our land as it is yourn!

And after you hang me,
kiss my ass.

Orleans a long way
to go to see a fight.

This one gonna be worth it.

I'm trustin' falconhurst to you
while we gone.

- Take care of everything.
- You got him trained real good?

Well, I reckon he could
use another two weeks.

I fine, massa.
Whups anybody you want.

Get in, mede.

- Bye, mede!
- Goodbye, mede! Good luck!

Goodbye, mede! Good luck!

Tense!

Tense, bring me that wench Ellen!
Bring her to me!

You heard me? Fetch her!

Get in this room.

Now...

You're gonna take
all your clothes off.

- Get 'em off!
- Miss blanche...

- You hear me?
- Ellen knocked.

You knocked?

You knocked?

I'm gonna whup that sucker
right outta you.

Filthy, dirty, dirty, dirty, pig!

You hear me? You're a pig!

A whore! A goddamn whore!

A pig of pigs! You dumb animal!

Dumb, fornicatin'!
Fornicatin' animal!

- Oh, god!
- Miss blanche! No, miss blanche!

- Please! No, miss blanche! No, you can't!
- Get away from me!

- Get away from me!
- Please!

Messieurs! Messieurs!

Messieurs et mesdames,
your attention, please!

This evening through the kindness
and gracious hospitality...

Of New Orleans' preeminent patroness
of all manly and recreational sports.

I am alluding
to madame Caroline...

This evening...

This evening we are privileged
to witness an epic battle...

Between Mr. Hammond
Maxwell's slave mede...

And the slave belonging to
Marquis bena deveve, topaz!

Champion of the island
of Jamaica!

It is a fight to the finish
with no holds barred!

Very well, gentlemen!

Let them fight!

Come on, mede! Hit him back!

God damn, that topaz
is a seasoned fighter, doc!

God damn! Mede's whupped!
He can't whup him noways!

Come on, fight!

I yield! I yield the fight!

I'll pay the match!
Stop it! Stop it!

I yield the fight!
I yield the fight!

Come on, mede! Hit him, man!

Good boy, mede!

Hit him, man! Hit him!

Get up! Get him up! Get him up!

We won! Papa, we won!

We won! We killed him, mede!

- Mede! Mede, we won!
- Stand back! Stand back!

Mede, do you hear me?
Do you hear me?

Mede! Do you hear me, boy?

God damn! We killed him!

I'll offer you $10,000 for him.

No, sir. I ain't a-gonna sell him,
not to make him fight again.

The Marquis said $10.000, ham!

God damn it, papa!
You always wanted a mandingo!

- Now you encourage me to sell him!
- $10,000! That's money!

- No, sir, I ain't gonna sell him.
- As you wish.

Come on, mede.

We won some fancy money.

Folks every where's
gonna hear about falconhurst.

Ain't nothin' worth
all this fightin' and killing.

You're letting him say that?

I reckon I is.

You can rile me sometimes.

I reckon you ought to
bring your wife a present.

Rubies.
White ladies fond of them.

We won! We won!

Killed that topaz
just like that!

Bit him in the neck.
Blood spurtin' like a fountain.

How be everything,
lucrezia borgia?

Fine, massa.

Come on, mede. Get out of here.

Yes, sir, massa.

Hey, mem! Help mede out of here
and over to Lucy's cabin, will you?

Yes, massa Hammond, sir.

Come on, doc.

Congratulations, mede.

Not every black man get a chance
to kill another black man.

Kilt you a few more,
mayhap your skin turn white.

But you don't understand, mem.
That topaz...

He out to kill me.

I see two niggers against at each other
like crazy dogs.

Miss blanche... she was tipsy.

She sent for Ellen, and she whup her.
And she whup her good!

And Ellen...

She slip her sucker.

Where is she?

In the kitchen.

Master Hammond ain't a-gonna see this.
Can't see you naked.

You tell him you're ailin',
understand?

You tell master Hammond you slipped
the sucker because you fell on the stairs.

Don't say nothin'
about miss blanche.

If'n you say anythin',
I'll sell you.

I says nothin', master.

Ellen? Ellen?

Ellen slipped her sucker.
Fell, she did. On the stairs.

Oh, Ellen...

- Lucky she ain't ruined.
- Ellen, honey, you all right?

Lucrezia borgia, come with me.

Ellen, it's all right, it's all right.
It don't matter.

Here, Ellen, I brought you
somethin' from the city.

Somethin' to make you pretty.

Not that you need prettifyin'.

For me?

They're pretty enough
for a white lady.

You're actin' zany!

Zany!

You behave like a Georgia bitch!

And look at yourself
in the mirror!

Ain't you got no pride?

You lookin' like this, anyone
should attract a man more than you!

Comb up your hair!

Comb up your hair, I say!

That's better.

Hammond!

Hammond, get in here.

It's Hammond's fault.

It ain't Hammond.
It's those toddies you're so fond of.

No. He prefer the wenches.

A man craves to pleasure
his wife, time to time.

Well, they do dirty things!
They ain't got no shame.

Then you're gonna
do dirty things...

Just so you get him in your bed
and keep him there!

Why for you two don't act like
real husband and wife, I don't know.

But you gonna start!

I ain't ieavin' this life
till I see my own flesh and blood...

Here in falconhurst,
and take over!

I want a grandson!

You got that gift
you fetched her?

You brung me a gift?

You two are gonna get
down to business now.

I'm a-iockin' you in
and I ain't iettin' you out...

Until you... done pleasurin'.

Ham...

Hammond!

It's beautiful!

It's just beautiful!

Oh, Hammond!

Now...
Now everyone's gonna know!

Everyone gonna know
who your wife!

Oh, Hammond!

When we build the new house
we're gonna hold parties...

And we're gonna have
the very best of folks from hereabouts.

The very best.

They gonna have to travel miles
to get to falconhurst.

Distance ain't no problem.

Not when the party is elegant
and the hosts are of fine quality.

This house gonna cost
a passel of niggers.

Ham, tomorrow we gonna make a list
of who we sellin' in natchez.

- Yes.
- Oh, natchez!

Yes, ham! We can get some
fine, fine furnishings in natchez!

My mama used to go there
all the ti...

The earrings, ham!
That were a stupid thing to do.

That slut!

That wench of yourn,
you brung her those earrings.

Otherwise, how else she get 'em?

You might as well brand
your name on her face, and on mine!

Yes, brand 'em in real good,
so everyone knows...

We's the women
of Hammond Maxwell!

Well...

I'm not your whore,
just to be marked off!

You like that black meat!
You'd rather pleasure with a... baboon!

I tell you somethin':
Your papa, he want a grandson!

To get a son, you have to be
a whole lot better at pleasurin'!

And that man you had before me
was he a whole lot better at pleasurin'?

- Well, since you want to know, yes, he was!
- Who was he? You tell me who it was!

Well, you know who he was!

- You're just afraid to ask!
- It was Charles, wasn't it?

Yes! Yes, it was!

Hammond!

Wait!

Wait, Hammond! I was 13!
We only did it once!

Two or three bucks on this here
list of mine I ain't seen this mornin'.

Ramilee... you seen ramilee?

Oh, there he is, massa Maxwell.
That's him sittin' down there.

He grown a piece
since I last saw him.

- Master wouldn't sell me to no mean man.
- Why he ain't gone sellin' me?

We ain't never gonna see
each other again, James!

Dite, get movin'. Get movin'.

Papa, we ain't gonna sell
dite's sucker.

You tetched?
We sold all other suckers of yourn.

Dite, you take your sucker.
You can keep it.

Don't you touch!
Leave that sucker alone!

Dite, you take that sucker!
You get out of here quick!

Go on!

- You're a fool, Hammond.
- Mayhap!

I just...

Just how I feel.

Ellen.
Ellen, get in the carriage.

Oh, no, Ellen...

Ellen, honey, I ain't gonna sell you.
I crave you come with me.

I don't understand you.

Goodbye, papa.

All right, everybody.
We're going.

Don't take him away from me!
Please!

Come back!

Get in here.

Wait.

Now, I want you
to do somethin' for me.

I want you to go fetch mede.

You hear me?

Go fetch him.

Bring him through the door
and up the stairs...

Real quiet-like.

Now... go on.

No, mede, no!

Come in here, mede.

I'm a-tellin' you
to come in here.

I want you to listen...

'Cause I'm gonna
tell you a story.

I want you to listen good.

Sit down over there.

Do you hear me? Sit down!

Good.

See...

One day,
I was a-walkin' alone...

In the woods.

I was just a-walkin'...

Just walkin' nice, by myself.

And then...

You came up to me.

You were real sweet-like.

Real sweet-like.

And...

All of a sudden...

You attacked me.

- Miss blanche... I never...
- Hush your mouth.

This is my story.

You attacked me.

You raped me.

Now... when master Hammond
comes home...

Well, I gotta tell him.
I gotta tell him what you done.

What you think he gonna do?

Whup you?

Sell you?

Oh, no, mede.

- He's a-gonna kill you.
- He won't believe you, miss blanche.

He'll believe me.

He won't believe a nigger.

So, now...

Less'n you do what I want...

I'm gonna tell him.

I'm gonna tell him everythin'...

Just like I said.

Everythin'.

Mede...

Ain't you ever craved
a white lady before?

Master! Master Hammond!

- Big Pearl done have her little buck.
- Oh, my god. Why, that's wonderful.

Hold these, Ellen, will you?
I'll be right back.

You fine, baby, for sure.
Real fine.

Oh, the boy, he fine. Mede.

Where you going?

- You all right, big Pearl?
- I'm fine, master, sir.

It just pop out
like a seed out of a peach.

- Why for you want tell that lie?
- He sure is a big varmint.

He's a champeen,
just like his pa.

Mede! Mede!

What's the matter with you,
mede?

Ain't you glad what a fine sucker
you give big Pearl?

- Has my papa seen him yet?
- No, sir.

I crave to show it to him.

Mede, you come with me.

I seen them others.
Ain't no more than black worms at first.

But this mandingo...
Purity mandingo.

Papa, he's a ringtail snorter.

He's sound, too.
Look at his arms.

You see, Hammond?

It weren't no harm,
big Pearl and mede.

Yeah, I reckon, papa.

Husband Hammond...

Welcome home.

You see mede's sucker here?

- It right purty.
- Two silver dollars for you, mede.

You deserve 'em. Take 'em.

I reckon mede's just too proud
to take that money, pa. Ain't you?

Here, mede.
You take him back to big Pearl.

You tell big Pearl,
give him lots of milk.

The way she tittied out,
she got enough milk for a dozen suckers.

We can sell that sucker
for $2-3,000, I reckon, Hammond.

- Yeah.
- Papa Warren.

Hammond? You crave a toddy?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Behavin' most ladylike, blanche.

Well...

I'm with child.

That the reason you...
You actin' so nice?

Ellen?

Hold these, mede.

Ellen!

Why you turn and
walk away from me like that?

What for?

You afeard 'cause
blanche gonna have a sucker?

Now, that's no reason, Ellen.

It won't change us none.
We'll still be the same.

If'n that's what's worrying you,
it's wrong.

You always gonna be mine.

Ain't nobody never, white or black,
gonna take your place.

I'm just scared, Hammond.

Just scared.

I'll see you tonight.

Now, push.
Push as hard as you can.

Now... now come on.
Push! That's it.

That's it. That's it.

Now push. Yeah...

Yeah...

It's coming! It's coming, it's coming!
Yes...

There. Now... now push hard!

Don't you fret now, Hammond.

My wife'll bring her through safe
and sound. She's gifted that way.

Redfield!

Can you help me a second?

Well, excuse me.
It seems I'll be needed.

- Did it come yet?
- It come. It come.

And it ain't white...!

What are we gonna do?

Well, what we'll do is,
we'll just...

Untie the cord
and let it bleed to death.

Put it in the crib.

Now stand off.

That be it.

Done.

Oh, no...

- No... no...!
- Don't upset yourself. It's all right.

Please... lucrezia!
Please say it's not black!

Please say...
Please say it's not black!

- It's all right.
- Please! Please, lucrezia!

Well, it come...

Dead.

It a boy?

- Damn.
- Not yet, ham. It all messed up.

You don't want to see it now.

No...

That poison father used, doc...

To kill old niggers
can't work no more...

- You got some?
- In my carriage.

Get it.

Lucrezia borgia!

- Lucrezia borgia!
- Yes, massa?

Get down here!

Lucrezia borgia, you've known about this
and not telling?

I don't mindin' no white folks doin' it,
but that white lady know what she crave.

Miss blanche never craved
that black ape.

Then what for she sent for him
the second and third time?

You're iyin', damn it, you iyin!

Four times in all,
while you was away.

You get!

You stay in the house!
Keep that jabberin' mouth of yours shut!

Lucrezia borgia could be lyin'.

Most likely were rape.
She is scared to tell.

Here, you sit up for a minute.

There you are.

Mrs. Redfield.
She done taken the baby away.

Here, drink this.

Hammond?

I only done it
'cause of you and Ellen.

Good.

Hammond...

Here, you rest now.

You just lie there and rest.

Hammond!

Hammond!

- Hammond, don't do it!
- Ain't no other way!

Hammond!

- If you kill him, are you gonna be satisfied?
- I don't know.

He didn't mean nothin' bad.
Please, Hammond, don't do it!

Don't you tell me what to do!
Don't you think you get in my bed...

You anything but a nigger!
Now get out of my way!

You fill a big kettle with water
and strike a fire under it.

That's enough!

Get in.

Get in!

- No, massa.
- God damn! Get in there!

Massa Hammond...

You can't know...

Don't know what happened. You...

You know I never do nothin'
again' you, massa.

I always respect you.

I done think you was somehow better
than a white man.

But you is...

Just white!

No, master, no!

You're a goddamned fool, mem!

Hammond!

- Put it down, mem!
- No, massa, no.

No, massa...
No, don't come any further, massa. Don't...

Put it down!

Don't come any closer, massa.
Please!

You crazy nigger!

Drop that gun,
you loony black bastard!

Papa!

Papa!

Papa!