Mandingo

I was born

in this time

to never be free

born in this time

to never be free

wait all my time

for freedom

now

it's too far

up a hill for me

now, you know,

my feeling

is all I ever owned

yeah

you know,

my feeling, now

is all I ever owned

well, you know, ah,

happiness is one thing

mmm

I have never known

yeah,

I don't understand

and I don't know

who to blame

well-well,

I don't understand

and I don't know

who to blame

yeah, and I

just keep on livin'

I just keep on

livin' the same

I am so tired

but I can't take

my rest

yeah,

and I'm so tired

but I can't take my rest

yeah, you know,

my back

is so worn

and I ain't

feel that strong

dear lord in heaven

can you hear

my lonesome prayer?

oh, dear lord

in heaven

can you hear

my lonesome prayer?

oh, save me

from trouble

mmm

trouble an'

despair

I was born

in this time

to never be free

well, I was born

in this time

mmm

to never be free

well, you know,

my time for freedom

way up-way up there

with a halo on me

way on-way up there

where heaven be

way, way,

way up there

where heaven be

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 n*gger,

Nor have I.

On this plantation,

there's no altered

horse nor n*gger.

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.

Ah. He moves fast.

A sound buck.

Good for the sugar cane.

Yeah. He might

last 7, 8 years.

1,500 for the 3 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?

Oh.

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.

Hmm.

Big pearl,

you the only one

Who can tell us

most certain.

Mm-hmm.

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 n*gger nature,

n*gger 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.

Oh.

Pure mandingo.

You got bucks,

too?

I'd give s3,000

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.

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.

Oh, no, massa,

don't hide me.

Please, sir.

I-I be spry.

Do you have

any religion

For your n*ggers,

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?

Well, a lazy,

no-account,

Stupid, god-forsaken

n*gger 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 b*tches.

Slavery was ordained

by god-

By god hisself.

N*ggers 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!

Uh, 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 n*gger

just as good.

One of them

drain off the rheumatism

good as any naked dog.

'course, you'd have

to have that n*gger

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.

Hmm.

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...

I...

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

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