Rosewood Page #6

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Damn you,

get back here!

Pledge your souls

to hell!

Get back under there.

Stay there! Stay down!

Get inside, son.

Go on inside.

Hold your fire!

Hold your fire!

Think we got him?

I don't know.

We gonna need

more bullets.

You go and tell,

tell the judge

what happened here.

Go!

Rest of y'all men, get back!

Go on. Stay low.

I'm right here.

I'm right here, Mama.

Hold on!

Hold on, OK, Mama?

I'm right here.

Don't try to talk,

Mama, don't try to talk.

Don't...

Don't let them

s-s-surround you, baby.

It's all right.

I won't, Mama.

You just hold on, OK?

Mama, no, hold on.

Mama, hold on.

Mama, hold on.

Y'all take what you need

and no more!

You hear me?

Y'all hear me?

How am I going

to be paid for all this?

You just keep track,

that's all.

Y'all shoot Sylvester,

Ellis?

Don't know.

They shot Aunt Sarah,

though, John.

Aunt Sarah!

What the hell's

the matter with you, Ellis?

You let them come here

and shoot an old woman?

I didn't let them do that.

You call that

upholding the law?

What kind of sheriff

are you?

Henry and Poly are dead.

Shot by them damn nigras.

Where'd Sylvester

get his ammunition, John?

All right, come on.

Come on. Hurry up!

Hurry up!

Come on! Come on!

Take those babies,

go hide in the woods.

Y'all babies going

to get in the woods now.

Go on!

Go hide in the woods.

Go on. Hurry up.

Go hide in the woods.

Sylvester,

I ain't leaving you.

Gertie, they gonna

come back here...

and try to kill all of us.

You and Scrappie got to go hide

these children in the swamp.

We can't take the babies

out there. It's freezing!

There ain't no place else.

Go on and get out of here.

What about Aunt Sarah?

Just go on and get, girl!

Come on. Let's go.

Gertie. I'll be there.

You got to go. You got to go.

Come on,

Big Baby, get!

I can shoot,

Sylvester.

Big Baby gonna shoot.

All right.

All right. Come on.

How many are there

in the house?

Sylvester, Jesse Hunter,

James Carrier.

Probably that drifter.

Yeah, Rodney. Listen.

You get together

all the men you can find...

and you hightail it

to Sumner.

Now, you make sure

they bring rifles.

What happened?

Three dead white men

is all.

We done got ourselves

a goddamn n*gger revolt up here.

Hold your fire!

There he is!

I think I got him!

Hold your fire!

Goddamn you!

Burn!

Light 'em up!

Some of y'all

pick Henry and Poly up.

That Sylvester?

You son of a b*tch!

You want me

to burn her, too?

Couple y'all men,

come over here.

I want y'all to carry her down

to the n*gger graveyard.

Go on!

I'll do it

if you make me deputy.

You're deputy now.

Go on, pick her up.

Hey, boys,

I'm a deputy!

Hold on to that now.

Grab the other side.

Hold on, Bobby.

Hold on.

This wasn't

supposed to happen.

She worked

in my damn house, Ellis.

Then give her a decent

Christian burial, James.

You men, grab that end.

Damn, what did

this old crow eat?

Come on, lift it up!

Look out now!

Look out!

Aunt Sarah

come in the morning.

She clean up.

Aunt Sarah ain't coming.

No. You right.

It's Sunday.

Aunt Sarah

ain't comin' no more.

No more, no never.

She's dead.

Sylvester, too,

dead as hell.

Sam Carter.

Half of Rosewood's dead,

and they ain't caught

your n*gger yet!

Sarah...

Sarah...

Why they hurt

that old woman?

She never done nothin'

to nobody.

Y'all need

to come on down here.

We're gonna need some help.

Some colored beat and raped

a white girl.

Yeah, them n*ggers need

to be put in their place.

Hell, they done forgot

who they are.

I'm gonna get me one.

We're gonna string up

all them darkies.

Yes, we'll gather

at the river

The beautiful,

the beautiful river

Gather with the saints

at the river

That flows...

Y'all hear what happened

in Rosewood?

A colored boy

killed four white men...

and raped three

white women.

Soon we'll reach

the shining river

Soon our pilgrimage

will cease

Soon our happy hearts

will quiver

With the melody of peace

Yes, we'll gather

at the river

The beautiful,

the beautiful river...

Right over there!

There he is!

Get him!

On that horse!

Give me my gun!

Jesse! You were better off

on that chain gang, boy!

There he is!

Let's go, boys!

Come on! Get him!

Move it!

Let's get out

of here.

Drop that gun!

Get them horses

out of here!

Hey, you hold

that horse down!

Now, get him on over there!

Go on!

Oh, Ellis,

let 'em run!

Let 'em run! Howdy-do!

Ooh, here come the parade.

Hey, listen up! Come on!

Come on over here!

Come on!

in the woods!

They was armed

to the teeth!

What? They bump

you in the head?

Sure enough did!

You go on

and get them, then!

Let's all get 'em!

- Was it back there?

- Back yonder.

Go now!

Hey, Ellis, you got

a phone call, Ellis.

Not now, Earl!

It's the governor, Ellis.

Pretty exciting stuff,

huh, Ellis?

Go right inside, Timothy.

See the n*gger?

They got him.

No. You've got

to look and see.

You've got to

remember this.

It's somethin' you've got

to remember. Look.

What? What?

Mr. Wright,

you have to hide me.

You are crazy.

I can't run.

Mr. Wright, I don't know

where my boys are,

and my baby girl

is somewhere...

in the woods.

Mr. Wright...

they killed my Virginia.

They find you here,

they'll burn my store.

You best run

hide in the woods.

I can't run!

I got shot

through my side.

I can pay you.

We'll put you in

the back storeroom.

Thank you.

We'll talk about that

deed later, Bradley.

God bless you,

John Wright.

Get some clean

white rags, blanket.

Here they come.

What are you fellas

doing in the road?

Hold steady, boys.

You can back up

right now!

Move them trucks out!

Come on!

You know

what to do now.

We got business

to take care of!

OK, now...

Get them trucks

out the road!

- Turn around!

- What are you boys doing?

You need to get on

out the road!

We got business to take

care of over there!

Turn around!

You ain't bringing all this

into our town.

Oh, yeah, we are.

We're looking for a colored

fugitive name of Jesse Hunter.

Our coloreds

are law-abiding folk!

Bronson don't want you.

Now turn around!

What are you all going down

on us for?

Y'all gonna

protect n*ggers?

That ain't no way

to treat a white man!

Oh, hell,

he ain't here.

I'm gonna remember this!

Now, go on in there

with them.

Ready?

Hey, Bobby!

Hey, we're goin' back over.

You comin'?

Yeah.

I'll be along in a bit.

You save me some.

Them n*ggers, they runnin'

like chicken, boy!

They in the swamp now.

We're gonna get 'em!

Them's church bells.

My daddy's ringin' 'em.

Them crackers

be ringin' them bells.

Now, you stay put, you hear?

No. That's my daddy

in his church.

He tellin' us

it's safe to come home.

No, Denny, Lee Ruth...

Maybelle!

Denny, come back here.

Denny, no.

Come back here.

Bust it up, boys!

Bust it all up, now!

Bust it all up!

N*ggers!

Come on. Git.

That's a fire, now,

ain't it?

Well, look,

this come out perfect here.

Then you pull that

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