Deliverance Creek

- Hey.

- Nice shiny blade there.

Stand easy.

They're ours.

Stand easy!

Looks like you claimed

another easy victory

for the union, major.

Where's your regiment from?

Kind of a ragtag bunch

from all over.

Well, lookee here,

this one's still alive.

Just finish him off, Cyril.

Well, now,

where is the fun in that?

Don't kill me.

Look, I know something.

We're going to pick up our pay.

It's coming all in gold...

six union regiments' worth.

Where?

Uh, deliverance creek,

Missouri.

When?

Ah, I don't know.

I didn't hear that part.

You didn't hear that part.

Well, then I guess

you don't need

both these ears of yours,

now, do you?

And look, see,

I could use another pair

for my collection.

No, please! Don't!

Stop! Aah!

Forward!

Come on, boys,

let's move out!

Toby!

I'm gonna get you.

I'm gonna get you.

Oh.

You have the worst timing.

Oh, come on, I'm one

of only two deputies left.

When I saw you riding up,

I thought you was Harlan

coming home.

You know, you want me

to stop coming by, Belle,

just say so.

No.

I want to see more

of you, Nate.

In fact, I don't know

what we're waiting for.

I haven't had even a letter

in over two years,

and if that don't

make me a widow...

Don't sit right... me being

with another man's wife,

but I couldn't have stopped this

even if I tried.

So, when the time comes,

will you marry me?

Yeah.

But you're not saying

we have to wait until then,

though, are you?

No, ma'am.

I'm off duty Sunday.

You can be back before sunup.

Now, come on...

Let's go scare the hell

out of those kids of yours, huh?

Jeb.

What do you want?

Oh, just making sure

everything's all right

over here, neighbor.

Thank you for checking in on us,

but we're making do.

You'll have to excuse me.

I have supper to fix.

Well, now, come on, now.

I see deputy cooper

riding up here all the time.

Why accept his help

when I'm right next door?

You're drunk.

Go on home and sleep it off.

Yeah?

You goddamn b*tch!

Oh!

Get off my ranch!

You're gonna regret this.

Give my regards

to your wife.

Where have you been?

I went over to tell

Belle Barlowe

her calves got

mixed in with ours.

She went off hollering.

I shouldn't even have

to deal with that woman.

That land should be ours,

Cordelia.

That burr in your boot

have anything to do

with that handprint

on your cheek, Jeb?

You even listening

to me, woman?

I'm telling you what's what.

Well, go clean up for supper.

You got to leave tonight.

It's true.

You know I don't know

what it says.

Slave auction's

coming here Monday.

This was on master's desk

with a list.

You and the boys

are on it, Moses.

There's peppers

to throw off the dogs

and enough food to last

till you get there.

Wait. You're not

coming with us?

- Little Edward's still poorly.

- Kessie.

Master thinks I'm down here

making a mustard plaster.

If I leave now, he'll know

five minutes after I've left.

Then we'll wait.

We go together.

You go now. He won't even

notice you're gone till morning.

I'll pick my time and go.

It's okay, baby. We're gonna be

together real soon.

Kessiah... Kessie,

master's looking for ya!

I'm coming, Alma!

They'll leave you

at the schoolhouse

in deliverance creek, Missouri.

I know all about

the underground railroad, Ben.

I just want you to be aware,

now, that's all.

You spent all summer trying

to talk me into this, Ben,

and now you're trying

to talk me out of it?

Don't... now, Hattie Gatlin...

what's this, just wanting

to use my schoolhouse

but not have me pick them up?

You heard what happened

to those Quakers out in Fayette?

I understand

the dangers, Ben.

But I've never felt so right

about anything in my life.

Oh, hi.

What are you doing here

on a Saturday?

Don't you know

that there's no school?

Hey, where's your mama at?

- Hi, aunt Hattie.

- Hi, Caleb.

What a wonderful surprise.

Hi.

- All right, go play.

- Run along.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Pleasure to see you,

Mrs. Barlowe.

Why, hello, Ben.

I'll be seeing

you ladies at church.

Awfully early

to come a-courtin'.

You ride all the way out here

to give me a hard time?

Can you come stay Sunday night?

I can be back before sunup.

Are you and Nate

passing the night together?

This war's not gonna

last forever, Belle.

- What if Harlan finds out?

- Harlan is dead.

- You don't know he's dead.

- I know he's dead.

People around here

are gonna figure it out.

Tongues wag

no matter what I do.

Belle...

Is it that crazy to think

maybe this time

I can choose who I love?

I just hope all this

turns out like you want it to.

Thank you.

Benjamin?

Yes, aunt Cordelia.

Why didn't you tell me

Belle Barlowe is behind

on her payments?

She makes a little payment

each month...

Same as most other

widows in town.

She's not a widow,

last I heard.

A war widow.

How's she gonna round up

her cattle alone?

She's only got little ones.

Why do you defend her so?

I...

Go nail this

to Belle Gatlin Barlowe's

front door.

One, two, three.

What's wrong, ma?

Nothing.

You up for branding

some calves?

Thought maybe we could

take a few to auction this week.

Yeah!

Ma, come here! Look!

That thieving son of a b*tch

branded all four

of our spring calves.

Jeb?

How many other thieving

sons of b*tches do we know?

You're not gonna shoot

an unarmed man

coming out of his privy.

I do whatever

I goddamn please.

Isn't that what you do, Jeb?

Jesus!

You missed your mark,

or are you asking him to dance?

Haven't rightly warmed up yet.

What are you up to, Belle?

Well, clearly

not as much as you two!

See, Jeb here's

been branding my calves

while you've been

leaving love notes for me

on my front porch!

I run a bank, Belle,

not a charity.

Stop jawing and get my gun,

Cordelia.

Jeez! You could've

blown my knee off!

What do you want?

You owe me four...

five...

five calves! You hear?

Five?

I'm pretty certain that...

All right!

All right, all right, all right!

All right! All right!

Son of a...

fine.

We'll bring 'em round.

No, we'll take 'em now.

You heard her, boy!

Get those calves.

Yes, master.

I'm pretty sure if Jeb

hadn't just visited the privy,

he'd have wet his pants

for sure.

How we feeling,

master Edward?

Let's have a listen.

- Okay.

- All the way up.

What do you hear, Kessie?

It's what I don't hear,

master Edward.

Your chest ain't crackling

like a fire.

Master Grayson

wants to see you, Kessie...

Now.

You wanted to see me,

master?

That day that I bought you,

it was hot.

You remember?

What was it... July?

I could tell

just by looking at you

what a waste of your potential

stooping over cotton was.

I took you

out of those fields,

brought you into my home.

And this is how you repay me.

I'm sorry, master.

Have I done something wrong?

Don't you do that! Don't you

insult my intelligence!

That dumb field slave

that you jumped the broom with

couldn't find his way

to the bottom of the road

without you drawing him a map.

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