The Color Purple Page #7

Season #1

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-All you fit to do is be Shug's maid.

- Albert, no.

Take out her slop jar, maybe cook her food.

You ain't even that good a cook.

She's a lot better than that

first wife you married.

This house ain't been cIeaned good

since my first wife died.

Nobody's crazy enough to marry you.

So what you gonna do?

Hire yourself to farm?

Maybe somebody will let you

work on their railroad.

Maybe sweep out the caboose.

Any more letters come?

Could be. Could be not. Who's to say?

Celie, no!

I curse you! Until you do right by me...

...everything you think about

will crumble!

Don't do it. Don't trade places

with what I been through.

Come on, Miss Celie. Let's go to the car.

He ain't worth it.

Who you think you is?

You can't curse nobody. Look at you!

You're black, you're poor, you're ugIy,

you're a woman! You're nothing!

Until you do right by me,

everything you even think about gonna fail!

It's been a pleasure meeting all of you.

Goodbye.

Glad I came back just in time.

We need some stability around here,

that's for sure.

I should have locked you up!

Just let you out to work!

The jail you planned for me

is the one you gonna rot in.

Celie, get in the car. Get in the car.

Everything you done to me...

...is already done to you.

I'm poor, black.

I may even be ugly.

But dear God, I'm here!

I'm here!

Hey, you'll be back!

Ha-ha-ha!

What are you going to do?

You'll be back!

Hey, boy.

Boy, what's the matter

with you?

Hey, Pa.

This house is a wreck!

Been drinking.

You want some supper?

No, thank you.

I hear you been spending more time

at Harpo's and less in the fields.

I guess I just raised you wrong.

How's that, Pa?

How's that?

The fields are overgrown,

the animals ain't tended to...

...this house is a wreck.

And what you doing about it? Nothing.

Just sitting here drinking,

ruining your life.

My Iife's already ruined.

This house is dead.

There ain't no Shug, no chiIdren...

...no laughter and no life. Just me.

I ain't heard such nonsense in all my life.

Now listen to me.

I know just what you need.

We need you a woman.

Nice, little, young girl clean up the house,

iron your shirts--

-Bye, Pa.

-Clean up this house.

-Goodbye, Pa.

-You listen to what l say.

I ain't listening to you.

Goodbye, Pa! Bye!

Get yourself a young girI.

You heed your daddy's advice.

Get these chickens

back in the coop...

...before they Iay eggs all over the place.

It's time to go now.

Time to go home.

You know I don't want to dance.

I move good for an old man.

Come on, time to go.

Time to go now. Come on!

I got some Tennessee tobacco,

cured with whiskey.

You know I don't smoke.

Time to go!

That's right. Time to go now.

Time to go.

Time to go. Time to go.

Time to go.

Whoo!

It sure is nice...

...to see you two together again.

Maybe you ought to see him home.

He gonna be just fine.

Just fine.

Dear God, after all these years...

...the man I knew as my pa is dead.

But then, Nettie write

that my real daddy lynched.

My mama marry this dead man

two years after my real daddy dead.

My children, not my sister and brother.

Pa, not Pa.

You his wife?

Yes, ma'am.

How'd he die?

On top of me.

Well, it's all yours now.

Yeah, but I still don't understand how.

Your real daddy owned this land

and the house and the store.

He left it to your mama.

When your mama died, it passed on

to you and your sister, Nettie.

He left me the money though.

Well, if you'll excuse us,

we got a train to catch.

Ya-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha!

I ain't never figured I'd wear pants.

Not to mention the things Miss Celie made.

What you think?

Sofia, Sofia. That sure is a pretty name.

Now let me see you. How can a pair

of pants that fits Sofia fit me?

Well, Harpo,

you just going to have to try them on.

It's just like my sign say:

"One size fit all."

Go in there, try them on and you'll see.

-Sure enough?

-Sure enough. Go on, now.

Make sure you close that curtain.

I don't want you showing Emma

all your business.

He ain't changed a lick.

I got this fabric from Washington.

I wanted to make you a pair of pants.

I don't know about no....

Harpo says I spend

too much money.

Miss Celie, you is a miracle!

Ho, ho, Harpo.

Where will you wear them britches?

-Nowhere.

I know you're not! Look at you!

The more things change,

the more they stay the same.

Me and Shug, I smile.

But us still longing.

More than anything,

God love admiration.

You saying God is vain?

No, not vain.

Just wanting to share a good thing.

I think it pisses God off

if you walk by the color purple...

...in a field...

...and you don't notice it.

Are you saying it just want

to be loved like it say in the Bible?

Yeah, Celie.

Everything want to be loved.

Us sing and dance and holler...

...just trying to be loved.

Look at them trees.

Ever notice how trees do everything

to get attention that we do...

...except walk?

Oh, Miss Celie, I feels Iike singing!

Sister, you've been on my mind

Oh, sister, we're two of a kind

So, sister, I'm keeping my eyes on you

I betcha think l don't know nothing

All of us been prodigal children

one time or another!

And it's possible for the Lord

to drive you home.

And he can drive you home to truth.

He can fix it for you if you trust him.

Let's sing

"God Is Trying To TeIl You Something."

Sing "God Is Trying To Tell You Something."

Yeah

Yeah

So let me tell you something

Yeah

Yes, Lord

Ohh

Yeah

My soul

My soul says "yeah"

-If l were you l would say "yeah"

Speak, Lord

-Speak, Lord

Oh, speak, Lord

Speak to me

Speak, Lord

Oh, speak, Lord

Speak to me

Won't you speak to me

-I was so blind

Speak to me

-I was so lost

Speak, Lord

-Until you spoke to me

Speak to me

Speak, Lord

Speak to me

My soul

Speak, Lord

Oh, speak, Lord

Speak to me

Speak, my Lord

Speak, my Lord

Speak to me

-Yeah, speak to me

Speak, my Lord

-Ohh

Speak to me

-I love you, Lord

Speak, my Lord

Save my soul

Yeah

Can't sleep at night

And you wonder why

And you wonder why

Well, maybe God

Is trying to tell you something

-Oh, cry all night

Cry all night long

Something's gone wrong

Something has gone wrong

Maybe God

Maybe God

Is trying to tell you something

No, you can't sleep at--

-Night

Can't sleep at night

No wonder why

And you wonder why

Maybe God

Maybe God

Is trying to tell you something

-Maybe

God is

-God

Trying

-Is trying

Tell you

-Tell you something

Maybe

Maybe

God is

-God is

-Trying

-Trying

-Tell you something

-I hear you, Lord

-God is trying to tell you something

I hear you, Lord

God is trying to tell you something

-Maybe

Maybe God is trying to tell you something

Right now

-Right now

Right now

I wanna praise your name

-God is trying to tell you something

-I praise your name

-God is trying to tell you something

-Speak to me, Lord

-Maybe God is trying to tell you something

-Right now

-Right now, right now

-Oh, God

-God is trying to tell you something

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