Till

Are you looking for something?

No, I'm just doing a little shopping.

We also have shoes in the basement.

Do your other customers know that too?

Mama.

Which one do you like better?

Pardon me.

I think I like this one.

Will you really need a wallet while you're down there?

Oh, Mama. Please?

Okay. Fine.

Let's just go pay for it and go home now.

Sing out.

Whoa! My man!

You did that.

You didn't stutter, not one time.

Now, Bo, you know

it's time for you to go to bed.

Aw...

You know you got a big day tomorrow.

Come on. Give Grandma a hug.

I'll see you when you get back.

Bring it in.

Good night, Mr. G.

All right.

Oh.

You two don't get married before I get back.

Can't get married without my best man.

Good night.

What? Is it my bedtime too?

Could be.

Good night.

I'll call you after Bo gets on the train.

Mrs. Spearman.

She'll see you tomorrow.

- All right. Good night. - Good night.

What's wrong, Mamie?

We've never been apart this long.

He's just going to see his cousins.

It's not a bad thing for him to know where he come from.

Well, Chicago is all he needs to know.

I don't want him seeing himself

the way those people are seen down there.

Those people like me?

Even you left Mississippi, Mama.

Mamie, Bo is growing up.

You gonna have to let him go.

All right, I know that face.

That is the face of.

"Mama, mind your business, and go home."

Where's my pocket book?

Mm-hmm. Right here.

Oh, there it is.

You need to get you some rest too.

- I will. - Come on, baby.

- I'll call you tomorrow. - All right.

- Good night, Mama. - Good night, darlin'.

A delightful day

here in our town of Chicago

and I presume that you're, sort of,

munching on Wrigley's Spearmint,

and you're all relaxed,

and pleasantly situated wherever you are.

The sun's probably shining

in your heart and your town too.

I got this ready for you.

All right, now, you're gonna miss your train.

Bo, when you get down there...

Oh, not again, Mama.

I've already been to Mississippi.

Only one time before,

and you started a fight with another little boy.

He was picking on me.

You're in the right to stand up for yourself,

but that's not what I'm talking about.

Well, they have a different set of rules

for Negroes down there.

Are you listening?

Yes.

You have to be extra careful with White people.

You can't risk looking at them the wrong way.

I know.

Bo.

Be small down there.

Like this?

Instead of your father's ring,

how about you wear the cufflinks

we got you last Christmas?

They'll look so handsome on you.

No, Mama.

I wanna wear the ring.

Thank you.

Go on downstairs.

I need to finish getting ready myself.

Ah, morning, Mamie!

Morning, Preacher. Good morning, Wheeler.

Hi, Miss Mamie. Hi, Bo.

You're leaving Chicago too soon.

You were only here a few days.

I didn't need no more days than that.

I got to see some family, a few friends.

Maybe we get you to come down...

- see us. - All aboard!

I like it just fine out here, Preacher.

All right, now.

Bo, stay close to your cousins.

Preacher, you and Aunty Lizzie

make sure Bo calls and writes every chance he gets.

I need to know he's okay.

Don't worry.

Me, Lizzie, and the boys will have a stern eye on him.

Goodbye, Mamie.

All right, now. Come on, Bobo.

Buh-bye, Mama.

Oh, Bo! You didn't kiss me goodbye.

Mama. I gotta go.

Listen to Preacher.

Stay with your cousins at all times.

Be extra careful.

I already know.

You know what?

I won't need to keep the time on my vacation.

Wind it every day.

Last call! Train's leaving!

Buh-bye, Mama.

Come on, Bobo. Aight, Mamie.

Time to move now.

Now,

all you gotta do is pinch the bract right here,

so you don't get your fingertips...

Hey, look at the size of that bird.

Whoa!

Where'd you get that ring?

Oh, it was my daddy's.

He died a hero in the war.

Well, let me try it on.

Um, maybe later.

All right.

- Bo? - Is he all right?

Bobo!

Come on.

Roar!

From the depths of an ancient tomb,

echoes a sound that shakes the world.

Meet the mummy, Simmy!

Stop!

You gonna get us in trouble.

Or better yet, fired. I'm done picking these fields.

What do y'all do with all this cotton anyway?

We sell it.

Mr. Frederick, who own the land, take his share.

I go to market with our haul.

- Sounds pretty square. - Hmm.

Pa, you gonna let him sass you that way?

What way?

The boy doesn't know where his clothes come from.

Nah.

I take it back, Bobo. Stay off the farm.

City boy won't even know how he found a whuppin'.

Yes, he is.

Damn near pass out.

Come on, sit down. Sit down, come on.

Hey, young boy.

How you doin' there, young fella?

Come on, learn somethin'.

Well, I'm about raised from the dead

by all this excitement.

Pay attention here,

you gonna let us learn you something.

I'll make damn sure.

I'mma do what I do.

Thank you, ma'am.

You look like a movie star.

What?

Where's Bobo?

He's in there.

Simmy. See to Bobo while he's inside.

See?

Come on.

Bye!

Buh-bye!

- Come on, let's go! - Yeah?

She getting her gun. She getting her gun, y'all.

Come on! Move!

- Get up, now! Come on! - Move!

Move! She goin' to get a gun, y'all!

- Get in! - Just lay low.

Come on, Mau!

Why aren't you at work?

Is everything okay?

That trip we planned to take Bo on?

Let's go now.

You wanna go right now?

You said you weren't feeling that well.

I was just missing Bo.

I'm still missing Bo.

We have never been apart this long,

and he's gonna be gone another week.

I need to keep doing things

to take my mind off of this feelin'.