
Freedom Page #5
We sail on the tide, Mr. Davey.
Up on the block
now we have slave number 149.
Male, age 11 years old,
no signs of flux.
Let's sell him.
Let me hear 20 dollars. 20.
Do thee love her, comfort her
Honor and keep her
in sickness and in health
So long as you both shall live?
I do.
You all know me.
But I'm not the same man who
left Rochester ten months ago.
That John Newton
was dramatically changed
One night in a storm
on the Atlantic ocean.
In utter despair I cried
out and was given another chance.
Take away a toy from a child
And give him another
And he is satisfied.
But if he be hungry,
no toy will do.
Thus, as newborn babes
True believers desire
the sincere milk of the word.
And the desire of grace
in this way
Is grace.
# Amazing Grace
# How sweet the sound
# That saved a wretch like me
# I once was lost
# But now am found
# Was blind
# But now I see
Look, pa! I can see the crossing.
Hey!
Go on, Samuel.
Get Jim across, I'll wait here.
Come on, boy. Let's go.
We're free, son!
We're free!
Got you, boy.
Hey, boy!
Come on back now, boy.
Nessa!
Don't make
me do something stupid.
Come on!
Willie!
Clem, are you with me?
We'll split Monroe's money.
They're mine.
No more killing, I mean it.
Monroe told me dead
or alive, old man.
Clem, you're just gonna
stand there?
You best get outta here, Clem.
I ain't gonna ask again.
So you're just gonna shoot
Monroe's daughter, huh?
I'm all yours, Mr. Plimpton!
Shut your mouth, slave boy.
No deals!
Tell him not to do it,
Mr. Plimpton.
Shut your mouth, n*gger!
Nessa!
- Samuel!
- Come over here.
Come on.
Why, Mr Plimpton?
I've had enough.
No more killing.
Monroe gave me this
to bring you in.
Take it.
Make a life for her
and your son.
It's a little gift
from his grandfather.
Huh?
You're free now, Samuel.
How sweet the sound...
# Amazing Grace
# How sweet the sound
# That saved a wretch like me
# I once was lost
# But now am found
# Was blind
But now I... #
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