The Free State of Jones Page #3

How come?

Oh, it ain't my fight, you know.

Don't own no slaves.

Ain't gonna die so they can get

rich sellin' their cotton.

Hmm.

That's why we left too.

Man.

Can.

Pan.

Fan. Ran.

Very good, girls.

Mat. Hat.

Sat.

Cat.

Rat.

Now read this line again.

Mat.

Hat.

Sat.

Cat.

Rat.

What are you doing?

Oh, I was just...

Don't go.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Ain't they got a chicken Coop?

Y'all ought to be grateful.

I can take back that molasses.

He didn't mean it.

Oh, molasses. I thought

this was whiskey.

Don't you get dizzy?

Lyin' like that?

Don't it make you dizzy?

Oh, no.

It don't bother me now.

I guess you get used

to anything.

No, you can't.

Where's Texas?

Hmm?

Texas. How far is that?

Texas?

Well, it's pretty far.

Why?

What's in Texas?

My wife and, uh, my little boy.

When they...

When they sold them, I just...

I just ran.

I didn't think or nothin'.

I just...

Just took off.

When they caught me

and whipped me,

I just ran all over again.

Then they put this on me.

Don't make no difference though.

They can hitch me to a wagon,

and I'll pull that damn

thing all the way to Texas.

All right, look here.

I's a blacksmith.

I mean, I was.

I'd shoe horses.

Forged all kind of stuff...

Yokes, bits, ax blades.

I pound a lot of metal

in my life.

If you want,

I can get that thing off you.

No.

You can't do that.

All that bangin'

will bring the hounds for sure.

How many hounds?

And the men

that go along with 'em.

How many men?

You ready?

I'm ready.

- You ready?

- I'm ready.

Hey!

Oh, yeah!

All right,

everybody in half-cock?

Eli.

Malachi.

You ain't gonna have a chance to

reload, so make your shot count.

All right, here they come.

Go to full-cock.

Wait for my word.

Come on! Go!

Come on! Go!

Now!

You know what this tastes like?

What?

Dog.

What's with them?

Oh.

Just nobody done nothin'

like that for them before.

What's that say?

Hmm.

Right there.

What's that say?

It says Remington company,

Ilion, New York.

Remington.

R...

Mm-hmm.

E...

M...

Mm-hmm.

I...

Left hand here.

Okay? You feel it?

Mm-hmm.

Put your left leg out.

Get braced for it.

Now, you sit right in there.

Look right down this barrel. You

see that little bb on the end?

Yeah.

Huh?

Whatever's at the end of this bb,

that's what you're aimin' at.

That's what you gonna hit.

All right?

You're locked and loaded.

Whenever you ready, get him.

Did you get him?

Get him again.

Jasper, it's all right.

Come on out now.

You ain't the only one.

Will?

Whoa.

Ah-ah-ah.

Raise your hand.

That stuff don't belong to you.

Unhitch that wagon

and head off down the road.

Who are you?

The free men of Jones county?

That's what he said.

Well, I'm not gonna

concern myself

with five or six deserters who don't

have the courage to show their face.

Sir...

You've got a quota to meet.

You're dismissed.

What do you say, Sumrall?

Well, there will be no

more dry firin' for you.

How you doin', Charles?

That's good, son.

Are you Newton knight?

Every day.

Where you from, boy?

Ellisville.

And where were you?

Battle of Corinth.

Me too.

My brother said you

made him a private.

Did I?

Can I be a private too?

Well, I don't know.

He older or younger than you?

He's younger.

He's only 13.

I'll tell you what.

You can be a corporal.

That's better than a private.

Really?

At ease, corporal.

I brought you something.

You got one.

Yeah.

"Fi." "Figt."

Fight.

Fight.

Fight.

Fight.

Fight.

Sounds like a f-y-t-e.

Fight. Fight.

Fight. But you got

a "g" right there.

Mm-hmm. But it's

a silent "g" again.

The "gh" is always silent,

like "light," "right."

Right.

Right. Slight.

Slight.

Uh... uh...

But it's a "gh," and it's

silent when you use the "h."

What a man grows

with his own two hands

ought to belong to him, yeah?

Yes, sir.

How's that scripture go, Jasper?

This here's from the

book of Galatians.

"Be not deceived.

God is not mocked,

for whatsoever a man soweth,

that shall he also reap."

What you sow you should reap.

What you put in the ground, you

should take out of the ground.

Yeah. You say they takin' 10%.

No, they leave us 10%, sir.

Leave 10%.

You think they takin' 10% from that

plantation owner over in Natchez?

No, sir.

Huh?

- You think they takin' 10% from him?

- No!

How about this? What do you say we

go out there and we pick it clean?

There's 100 of us. We pick it

clean in one day. We do that?

Yeah!

We pick it clean, hide it away.

We divide it amongst

ourselves later on.

Meanwhile, by the time they get

down here, we done scattered.

Yeah!

- How's that sound to you?

- Yeah!

Whose corn is it?

Whose corn is it?

It's our corn! Sounds like

perfect charity to me.

Let's do it!

Yeah.

Find a red cob,

get a shot of corn whiskey.

Whoo!

Where is your corn?

Huh?

Your corn.

Where's your corn?

Field's picked clean.

Oh, yeah. We picked it.

So where is it?

Good morning!

Step on down, lieutenant.

Hold on, all right?

Just...

Just hold on.

Hey, I know you.

Yeah, you the one that stole

our corn and our mule.

Gentlemen.

There it is.

You like that sound?

It's just some corn.

Yeah.

You'd kill a man for some corn?

Well, he's asking

if I'd kill a man for some corn.

I don't know.

See, lieutenant,

you steal our corn,

we got nothin' to feed the hogs.

If we can't feed the hogs, we got

nothin' to put in the smokehouse.

We got nothin' to put in the

smokehouse, we starve in the winter.

That's murder, ain't it?

You know what the penalty for

murder is, don't you, lieutenant?

Yeah.

Hmm?

Yes, sir.

Yeah, you do.

Thomas!

Yes, sir.

Come here.

What rank I make you?

Corporal, sir.

You a lieutenant now.

Let's get that coat off.

- Help him out, Thomas.

- Yeah!

Whoo!

Two hundred men?

Maybe 100.

It's hard to say.

They made us lie face down

in the dirt till they left.

What is that?

Newt. You sure this

is a good idea?

That's a lot of smoke.

Yeah.

Cavalry can't get

into those swamps.

And if we go in on foot,

we'll get ambushed.

So you're scared of 'em?

Only in there.

Ah-ooo!

Yeah!

Stomp that out with you.

Get a box up here.

Throw a box up in here.

Put those stakes right down here, boys.

Right here. There we go.

Get you a handkerchief.

I got plenty for everybody now.

There we go.

That fat, that's where all

the flavor is... in that fat.

Who wants that?

Get right here.

It's falling right off the bone.

You don't even need

those knives.

What are you doin', n*gger?

That ain't for you.

Put it back.

Put it back, n*gger.

How you ain't?

What?

I said, how you ain't?

How I ain't what?

What he says, ward,

is how you ain't a n*gger.

I mean, they just

pick cotton for 'em.

You...

You was willin'

to get killed for 'em.

For lord's sake,

play somethin', will you, Lucas,

before a whole new war

breaks out here.

Colonel?

You Sally?

I am.

Hmm.

You're a businesswoman.

When was the last time

you saw any real whiskey?

Irish whiskey.

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