Convicts
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- 1991
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Don't let him get away.
Come on.
- Here. Come on now.
- Move it!
Martha.
- Are you awake?
- I am now.
You hear them hounds?
convict that's trying to get away.
Reckon so.
Keep going, fellas!
Move it out, god damn it.
Hold on.
Move!
Come on, y'all.
God damn it! Move it out! I
don't want to lose that thing.
Come on now. Let's get him!
Ben.
- They're shooting.
- I hear them.
- God knows.
It's quiet now. Go back to sleep.
Asa, why aren't those convicts
out in the field working?
God only knows.
We'll head back to town as
soon as we finish up here.
- Give me a drink of that whiskey.
- As soon as I've finished.
Before we go back to town, I have
to stop by my papa's plantation.
What for?
I like to check on things
out there when he's gone.
- Look at that guard over there.
- What's going on around here?
I expect we'll be coming out here
before too long for Uncle Soll's funeral.
Well, the old buzzard can't
last many more Christmases.
Well, you've been saying that
for the last five Christmases.
I'll go see if he's inside.
Don't be long.
Mr. Soll.
Nowhere around.
Goddamn Christmas will
be ruined for sure now.
I'll be right out.
Hurry up now.
- Martha.
- Good morning, Mr. Billy.
- Where is Horace?
- He's gone fishing.
- Where is Mr. Soll?
- He's around someplace.
He sent for the sheriff.
One of them convicts killed
another one and run off.
They got the rest locked
up there in the quarters...
to keep them from fighting
amongst themselves.
Is that why it's so quiet around
here? No one out in the fields.
I thought maybe he gave the convicts
the day off because of Christmas Eve.
You know Mr. Soll don't
give nobody no time off.
He'll work them Christmas
Day, too. Always has.
The only reason that they
ain't out in the fields now...
is so the trouble won't spread.
Oh, my God. I don't know what
Horace's people are thinking about...
letting him work out in
this godforsaken place.
Would you go see if
you could find him?
Yes, sir.
Martha, where the hell are you going?
- Trying to find Horace.
- What?
- You seen Horace?
- Not for a spell.
If you see him, tell him Mr. Billy Vaughn
is looking for him up there at the store.
You all right?
I can't find him. Ben
hasn't seen him either.
- Give me some more whiskey.
- That's all I have.
I'm going up to Uncle
Soll's and get me some more.
Horace, where you been?
I been down to the field where
they found the dead convict.
go into Harrison for Christmas.
I won't leave until
Mr. Soll gets back.
He told me yesterday
that he'd pay me today.
And he told you the day before
that he'd pay you yesterday.
- Did he do it?
- No.
I wouldn't be wasting my breath
waiting on him to pay you today.
I don't want to go
until I get my money.
There's still no tombstone
on my daddy's grave...
and I want to make a
down payment on one.
It worries me to death that there's
still no tombstone on my daddy's grave.
- How much do you think one'd cost me?
- I don't know.
Ain't your folks gonna be angry if
you don't get home for Christmas Day?
- My folks don't care what I do.
- Yes, they do.
- Sure they do.
- No, they don't.
My daddy cared, but he's dead.
I saw the grave they buried
They got no marker on
it. What was his name?
I don't know what his name is. I
don't be studying them convicts.
Horace!
Coming, Ben.
I'm tired of waiting here. Take
the gun and watch him for a spell...
while I go inside. It won't be long.
Stay way over here out
the reach of his chain.
Whatever you do, don't let
him get a hold of that gun.
I won't.
What was the name of the
convict that was killed?
- I don't know.
- Think he knows?
I don't know.
Was there any prayers
said over his grave?
No, now you know Mr. Soll.
He ain't gonna have no prayer
said over no dead convict's grave.
Who'll say them? Mr. Soll?
Ain't no preacher out
here. Nobody but Mr. Soll...
and the Overseer and the guards
and you and me and the convicts.
You been out here a
long time, haven't you?
I was born out here.
Right at the end of slavery time.
My mama and papa are buried out here.
Our cabin used to
be right over yonder.
My mama and papa stayed on to work
for wages after the slavery time.
A lot of the old folks did.
When they commenced to die off...
Mr. Soll brought in the
convicts to work the place.
Can I talk to the convict?
I guess you can. He may
not want to talk to you.
Well, they chain us together
I wish you were here Way back then...
Good morning, convicts.
I said good morning, god damn it.
Did any of you see Nancy?
I been looking all over this
damn plantation. I can't find her.
hell she's gone to.
I been looking all morning.
Hey, convict...
you want a chew of tobacco?
Convict, you asleep?
If you're asleep, I won't bother you.
I ain't asleep.
It's too cold on this
ground to go to sleep.
- You want a chew of tobacco?
- Pass it along.
Throw me a knife.
I ain't got nothing to cut it with.
You'll have to bite it off.
I can't give you a knife.
My name's Horace. What's yours?
Leroy Kendricks.
A lot of Kendricks down in Kendleton.
Ever been to Kendleton?
No...
I don't even know where it's at.
Everyone that lives there is colored.
Where do you come from?
I come from down round Louisiana.
How'd you get up here?
I got into a fight with a man.
Cut him.
Anyway, they sentenced me to Retrieve
Prison Plantation on the Coast.
That's the worst place
I ever been in my life.
I heard that you could hire off to
work on plantations around here...
you know, to work out your fine.
So I asked them if I
could work out my fine.
And they sent me here.
Well, I hope Mr. Soll pays you.
How much is your fine?
About $500.
They pay me $7 a month or they pay
the State for me to pay off my fine.
- How long you been here?
- About a year.
How long are you gonna have to work
at $7 a month to pay off your fine?
- I don't know. They didn't tell me.
- Didn't you figure it out?
Figure it out?
How am I supposed to figure it out?
- Just figure it out.
- I don't know how.
- Didn't you go to school?
- No.
I ain't never been to no school.
Never?
No.
I'm doing some figuring in my head.
Comes to almost six
years to pay off $500.
- It's gonna be more than that now.
- What do you mean?
I done killed me a man now.
What was his name?
Jesse.
Jesse what?
Jesse Wilkes.
Got a brother here, too.
Brother say that he gonna kill me
if the white sheriff don't kill me.
Are you scared of him?
- No.
- What's his name?
Name is Sherman.
Sherman Edwards.
How can they be brothers if
one's Edwards and one's Wilkes?
They got the same mama, but
they got a different daddy.
- He got a white man for a Daddy.
- Who does?
Sherman Edwards.
See, now that's why he's so
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