أول 200 سطر.
"Jesus is walking." Can you remember that?
Oh, the password.
Jesus is walking. Stop the wagon!
I love you, Annie Brown, and I won't ever see you again.
Onion!
Suspenseful music
I'm not afraid to die.
And why you saying that now? Do you want to jinx us?
Ain't none of us getting killed.
But what if someone else gets killed?
Wh-What if anyone gets killed? Jesus says that...
The white people have been
using the words of Jesus to keep Black folks docile
while they rape, pillage and kill everything they see,
ever since the big man finished His sermon
and stepped off the mount.
Now, me and Emperor...
...and all these men, we know why we're here.
Why are you here?
Well, my ancestors probably
fought with Napoleon at Waterloo and Jim Bowie at the Alamo,
so I'm pretty sure I got it in my blood somewhere.
I'm not talking to you.
I'm talking to Jason and the Brown boys.
You just do what your daddy tells you?
Now, do you know what Father gave us for Christmas last year?
Slaves.
- 17 of 'em. - The hell you say?
Y'all got slaves as Christmas gifts?
Yeah. Yeah. I got three for my birthday.
Y'all are shitting us.
All of our slaves were white.
And Pa gave the white Missourians two choices
after we freed their slaves.
"Turn around and walk home, or...
come be our slaves."
"Any time someone tells me
they are for slavery,
I think they should try it."
"I hereby invite you and your children
to be our slaves."
Y'all actually had white slaves?
Well, none of them ever really accepted.
When the men refused to be our slaves,
Pa would make the old saps turn
and walk all the way to the Missouri border.
To give them more time to think about their position
on slavery.
Then we rode the freed slaves north to Canada.
We rode on Christmas Eve. Home by April.
Now, y'all are bedbug crazy.
Now, we riding with a bunch
of lunatics.
You're riding with a bunch of sons who love their father.
Uh-huh.
I'm just a poor.
Wayfaring stranger.
Traveling through.
This world below.
There is no sickness.
No toil nor danger.
In that bright land.
To which I go
I'm going there.
To see my father.
Hmm.
And all my loved ones.
Who've gone on.
I'm just going.
Over Jordan
I'm just going.
Over home.
Come on, children, let's sing about the goodness.
Of the Lord, my Lord.
Come on, children, let's shout.
All about God's rich reward.
Guide our footsteps every day.
Keeps us in the narrow way.
Come on, children, let's sing.
About the goodness of the Lord.
Yeah, come on, children, let's sing.
About the goodness of the Lord, my Lord.
Come on, children, let's shout.
All about God's rich reward.
Guide our footsteps every day.
Keeps us in the narrow way.
Come on, children, let's sing.
Come on, children, let's shout.
How the Lord Almighty has brought us out.
There's none like him, without a doubt.
Come on, children, let's sing.
About the goodness.
Of the Lord
-Oh, shit! -What are you doing here?
Damn it, Owen. You could announce yourself.
I got to give your pa the password
for the railman before it's too late.
They left
hours ago.
I got to tell 'em.
Now settle down.
They'll figure it out.
No, I could use you here,
guarding the weapons.
It's all my fault, Owen. I didn't give him the password.
You're free, Onion,
to die where you please.
No, but don't be confused.
There ain't no way in hell
any of this is your fault.
Now, you tell my father
I'll bury him and my brothers by the big rock.
Where we used to watch the sunset.
Suspenseful music.
Know he'll like that.
I got to go, then, Owen.
Onion.
I don't need that.
Jason, wait!
Jason, wait!
Who goes there?
I said, "Who goes there?"
Don't take another step.
Who...
goes there?
Jason, wait!
Jesus is walking!
Jesus is walking!
- Jesus is walking! - Halt.
-Jesus is walking! -Halt!
Jesus is walking!
First man killed at Harpers Ferry
was a colored.
He was a railman named Heyward Shepherd,
and he died with $500 in his back pocket.
They never did figure out how he got all that money
carrying folks' bags.
White folks run with that.
They laughed about it.
"John Brown's first shot to free the niggers
was to kill a nigger."
Whoa, oh, oh. Who are these men?
They drive the train.
Wh... Good idea.
Hostages.
Leary, take them to the engine room.
-My pleasure, Captain. -Smart kid, huh? John.
-Come on, git! -Time to take the bridge.
-Get your men and go. -Come on, boys.
- Guard it with your life, son. - Yes, sir.
I don't think we can take more than, more than six cases.
Uh, six cases on each wagon...
-Four wagon. -...and you got...
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
The Lord of Lords foresees our victory.
The war is won.
For our good omen Onion has returned.
Isaiah says.
"Woe to the wicked. Ye to the righteous."
We are now in control
of 100,000 rifles.
Mm-hmm.
More than enough for our new army.
We'll wait for the colored to hive and head to the mountains.
Where's John Jr.?
You sent him to the bridge, Captain.
Back to the bridge, as you asked.
As you told him, Captain.
Exactly. Exactly right.
I'm glad you're back.
Everything all right, boys?
Onion, did you see our friend the railman?
In a fashion.
Uh-huh. And where is he?
Well, Jason was talking to him...
Onion, did he hive the colored?
Well...
-Yes, he did. -Oh, God have mercy.
He hath delivered the fruit.
You mean the colored came?
-Bunches. -How many we got?
How many?
A bunch.
How many?
A bunch.
Well, where they at?
Well, see, there was
- a-a misunderstand... - Hey!
What's going on in there?
My name is John Brown of Osawatomie, Kansas,
and we've come to free the Negro people!
You've come to do what?
Free the Negro.
Hey. Hey.
You got, you got that girl that shot that Negro in there?
What? What Negro got shot?
What Negro got shot?
The... the one that's dead in the rail yard!
Somebody saw a little nigger girl run by and shoot him.
Hey, where the hell is Williams?
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