Washington Black (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

1
[Medwin Harris]
Previously on Washington Black
Why you stuck in this chair?
Thinking, huh?
More like lost in one
of them dreams again.
[George Washington "Wash" Black]
I met this girl. She's too fancy for me.
You are a child of England
and that is the skin
that you must inhabit.
-Mr. William McGee, I presume.
-We've decided that you shall marry.
I heard something earlier today.
Big fella come in on the ferry
lookin' for a Black man,
George Washington Black.
-What do ya go by, boy?
-Jack.
Jack Crawford, sir.
[Erasmus Wilde]
Christopher Wilde, I cannot wait
to hear the real reason that you're here.
Can't a man simply miss his dear brother?
I will also require
certain physical elements.
The abolitionist requires a slave?
[laughs]
-You, tell me your name.
-George Washington Black, sir.
Please, call me Titch.
You're going to be working with me
from here on out.
I'm a scientist, you see?
How did you do that?
Brother!
Do you recall Father's Cloud Cutter?
[Philip Wilde] I don't recall ever
being invited to participate
in one of your experiments.
My memory is perfectly intact.
[gunshot]
[leaves rustling]
[footsteps racing]
[Young Wash panting]
[tense music playing]
[Young Wash] Titch!
Wash?
What happened? What
-Where are you hurt?
-Not me.
What?
Master Philip.
Master Philip? What? Did
Did he hurt you?
Where is he?
Gone.
[Christopher "Titch" Wilde]
Gone? You mean dead?
Yes.
[Titch gasps]
God!
[sighs]
Did did anyone see you?
Did did he say anything, Wash?
[solemn music playing]
[Young Wash] What will Master Erasmus do?
[Titch] My brother is vengeful
and most cruel.
He will hurt you in the most
heinous ways he can imagine
just to make an example of you,
and he'll hold me responsible
for all of it.
[Young Wash] Please,
will you help us leave?
Me and Kit?
[Titch] Yes, we must leave.
But we lack the time and the room, and
I do not say this to be unkind.
The ship would be anchored
by adding another.
Do you understand the choice?
[voice breaking]
I can't stay.
Then it is time to fly,
George Washington Black.
[epic music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
[Erasmus] Where are my idiot brothers?
Fetch them for dinner.
-He isn't here.
-Let's check the woods.
-[bird squawking]
-[Young Wash panting]
Come on!
[overseer] The girl said Master Philip
and the boy went up the north path.
[dramatic music playing]
[Titch] Bags!
[Titch grunting]
[dramatic music continues]
[Young Wash grunts]
[gas splashing]
[bird screeching]
-[overseer 1] Dear God.
-[flies buzzing]
-Is that
-[overseer 2] Master Philip.
[whistle blowing]
[distant whistle blowing]
[Titch] They're onto us, Wash.
Cut the ropes!
[steam hissing]
[dogs barking]
[cranking, steam hissing]
[overseer] Do you hear it?
They must be at the peak.
Split up. We'll find them.
[grunting, muttering]
-[panting]
-[dogs barking]
She's going, Wash! She's going!
You can make it! Come on!
[dramatic music continues]
Come on!
-[Young Wash grunts]
-Yeah!
-Take my hand, Wash! Wash, take my hand!
-[basket creaking]
[muffled] Wash!
-[Young Wash grunts]
-There!
[grunting]
[both gasping]
[dramatic music continues]
[overseer 1] [shouting]
You'll pay for this!
[overseer 2] [shouting]
You're not getting away!
[liquid bubbling]
[wind blowing]
[mechanisms clicking and chugging]
[gentle, inspiring music playing]
Well, good morning!
This worked out rather well, didn't it?
You warm enough? Huh?
Here. Put this on.
There we go.
Now, we're a proper aeronaut.
Now, see here.
Steering, altitude,
balloon volume, and barometric pressure.
Would be most unpleasant to find out
she's not fit
for inclemencies after the fact.
Stormy weather.
[chuckles]
She flies true, Wash.
We've done it. We've made magic.
Will I see her again?
Kit?
I'd say we've been up for about 12 hours.
Eight knots west at 270 degrees.
Now, the Cutter flies, indeed,
but she requires our diligence to do so.
So come, time to work.
Now, let's take her down
to the water, shall we?
On my command, I want you
to close those blast valves.
[gentle, whimsical music playing]
Ready? Now, Wash!
-[knobs squeaking]
-[liquid bubbling]
Hold on tight!
[laughing]
[Titch cheering]
-[chuckles]
-Now, we're flying!
[laughs] Wash, look! Look!
[dolphins squeaking]
I've seen those before, Titch.
In the book you gave me!
"Delphinidae Tursiops."
That's right. Dolphins!
Look at them jump!
-[Titch chuckles]
-[dolphins squeaking]
[dolphin chittering]
Dolphins.
[dolphins continue chittering]
-Whoo!
-[Titch laughing]
[birds chirping]
[Mr. Goff] Okay.
Mr. McGee will be here shortly
to discuss the wedding arrangements.
It is but a fortnight away.
Perhaps it's wise to wait
until we've furthered our explorations.
The spawning season is nearly upon us.
We'll have our hands full with specimens.
He has set up an appointment for us
with a seamstress this coming Tuesday.
Your dress fitting.
[door opens]
[Medwin] Watch your head comin' down.
[grunts]
So, your name is not Jack Crawford?
It's Washington Black?
And you sat your behind down
in my home a good seven years,
and you never felt you could trust me?
Ain't about that.
When I'm ready for you,
Medwin Nehemiah Harris,
I will call your name.
The man's story his to tell
when he choose to tell it.
[Miss Angie] Easy for you to say.
You knew this entire time.
Well, let me leave you men down here
to sort your men's business!
-Miss Angie!
-Ah, ah, no!
She'll be alright. Just
-[door slams]
-give her a moment.
[Wash groans and sighs]
How do you know about this place?
Man I used to know,
spent his life hiding runaways
till the people looking for 'em
weren't looking no more.
Uh, you got a raised pallet
over there for sleepin'.
Got lanterns all around,
and you can keep the door open
long as church isn't in service.
Yeah. You'll be safe.
Safe, while locked in a cage.
-[Medwin] Mm.
-[Wash sighs]
Sorry, Medwin.
-Mm.
-I am grateful.
Why look out for me like you do?
Only way Black folk
gon' climb this mountain
is if we pull each other along.
You do that for everybody?
You kinfolk, island boy.
And that man who used to help people,
I wish I coulda helped him better.
I will not let that happen again.
Hunters, fugitives,
I've been through it before.
Time I go find this hunter,
put a scare in him.
You take care.
[footsteps receding]
[thunder cracks]
[door opens, closes]
[thunder rumbling]
[tense, dramatic music playing]
Small calculation to set the course.
And we can settle in for the night.
[thundering]
Where are we going, Titch?
[wind howling]
The grand adventure that awaits us!
I, the scientist,
and you, the young apprentice,
traversing the atlas. [patting]
What do you say? Eh, Wash?
[chuckles]
Now, this needs adjusting.
[Titch grunts]
Titch, perhaps it's best
to get away from the inclemencies.
[thunder crashing]
[rain pattering]
[thundering continues]
Oh, my God!
-[thunder cracks]
-Ah!
-[wind blowing violently]
-Hold on, Wash. Hold on!
Ah! We've got to get out of this storm!
Look! A light! A light! A light!
-Titch, look!
-Huh?
-[wind whistling intensely]
-[both grunting]
Hold on to me! We're gonna take her down!
Ah!
-[thunder crashing]
-[both screaming]
-[Titch screaming]
-[mechanical gears grinding]
-Get ready to jump!
-Incoming!
-[crashing]
-[sailors screaming]
-[Titch] Jump!
-[Young Wash screams]
[crashing, explosions blasting]
-[tense music playing]
-[Titch/Wash grunting]
[guns clicking]
[Young Wash groans]
[swords swiping]
[Theodora] Secure the foresheet
before we lose the mast!
See for the barrels
and salvage what you can.
Save that molasses!
You! What is that thing?
You attack our ship?
No! No! My name is Christopher Wilde,
and this craft that you see docked here
-is not
-[thunder crashing]
-[Cloud Cutter explodes]
-[sailors gasping]
-[Theodora] For the love of Christ!
-[sailor] Take cover!
[water splashes]
[sailors chattering]
Explain this!
-[Titch] Ah!
-[thunder crashing]
Ah, my good fellow.
Clearly, you must be in command.
[Titch panting]
As I was saying to your lady here,
we were aboard my Cloud Cutter conducting
very important weather experiments.
Captain, I think this man is a spy.
-Toss him over!
-What? No, no!
Now, see here!
I am a scientist under the auspices
and with the full authority of
His Majesty's Royal Science League.
Royal Science League, he says?
Yes! Now please, Captain,
if you could instruct your man here
to collect our belongings.
[sighs]
[smack thuds]
[thunder crashing]
[tense, dramatic music playing]
Take this one below!
-[sailor] Move it!
-No! What? No, unhand me!
Unhand me, I say! Wash! Wash!
[Young Wash] Titch! Titch!
[tense music continues]
[Barrington] You come with me, boy.
[ship creaking]
How long you up in that thing
before it come down?
[tense music playing]
Who you frighten? Me?
Or that white man?
You.
[laughing]
Our people don't need to fear me.
[music softens]
Let's try the easy ones again.
State your name.
George Washington Black.
[Barrington] Mm-hmm.
They call me Wash, sir.
I look like a "sir" to you?
Call me Barrington.
So, the white man, you belong to him?
What's his name?
His name is Titch.
This Titch, that why you trying
to sound like a little Englishman?
I hear the islands in there, boy.
If I make a guess
I say Barbados.
Mm!
-Where are you from, Barrington?
-I from Guyana.
Why you hit Titch?
Mm, you mean, why nobody kill me
for putting one good cuff
on that white man?
We don't live by them rules.
We make we own.
First, man give respect to get respect.
That man, disrespectful.
I am no man's property.
[chain rattling]
Not since I choke a man
with the chain he put on me.
But your skin
like mine.
No matter how strong the bondage
we never stop pushing back!
We fight!
Names like Cuffy, Bussa!
Ah. Him, you know.
He nearly burned
the white man from Barbados.
But say his name, they take your tongue.
That is their fear holding the knife.
Fear turn man vicious.
-[Young Wash] Barrington?
-[Barrington] Hm?
-Is Titch alright?
-Don't trouble your mind with that one.
Worry 'bout you.
Worry about who you'll be.
-White man do this, eh?
-No.
I do it.
-[chuckles]
-[Barrington] Eh.
[sailors chattering and laughing]
Boy can draw.
Proper queue, gentlemen,
and payment at the ready.
We accept all coin, spirit, sugar.
No deferments.
-[laughter]
-Second rule of this boat.
Man don't get what he deserve.
[sailors]
Man gets what he negotiates!
[laughter]
[sailor] Halt! Theodora next!
[chatter and laughter continues]
Boy, do no such thing.
A toast then,
to young Master Washington Black,
capturer of lost souls.
And to the Ave Maria,
a boat that be full of 'em!
[laughter and cheering]
To the Captain, who saved us all,
wherever he may be.
[laughter]
-Captain Alvarez!
-[laughter stops]
Is in his quarters.
Where else would he be?
Uh, meant nothing by it, Barrington.
Just that the skipper hasn't been the same
-since he lost, uh
-Hm?
[somber, tense music playing]
[crew murmuring]
[Barrington sighs]
Maybe
Maybe I set eyes on Titch soon?
[Barrington groans]
[hammer banging]
[quiet muttering]
[tools clanging]
[gas hissing]
[torch sparking]
[sizzling]
Oh! Ah!
[winces] Mm!
-Stupid piece of
-[door creaking open]
-[Young Wash] Titch.
-What?
[Young Wash softly chuckles]
-Oh, heavens, you're a sight!
-[Wash shushing]
-[whispering] I brought you some food.
-[sighs]
You are a godsend.
[chuckles]
Mm. Look at us.
Grounded aeronauts.
You dressed for the Jolly Roger,
apparently,
and I, now the one
with liberty constrained.
[chuckles] Ah, the irony.
Quite the pickle, as my father would say.
Wonder what the old bastard would think
if he could see me now.
Oh, Wash, I am so sorry.
-I thought I was saving you.
-But it's safe here, Titch.
Look, they pay me to draw!
Do not trust them. They're pirates, Wash!
Pay no mind to their words
and their kind-seeming gestures.
Man's true nature will reveal itself.
[Titch sighs]
What's this you work on?
This ship has an engine
driven by a perpetual motor,
which I'd love to know how they acquired.
-And this piece
-[chuckles]
is its malfunctioning brain.
-[wheel cranking]
-The engine has a brain?
If I can get it working again,
they won't throw me overboard.
Might even let me up on deck
for some blasted air.
I can help.
Ah, no, no, no. I'll get there eventually.
I do have a better use
of your energy, though.
I've spent my nights in here
dreaming about the Cloud Cutter.
I'm anxious to rebuild
and sail the skies anew.
How, Titch? Huh?
[solemn music playing]
Go topside, Washington.
[slightly gasps]
[Young Wash sighs]
[keys jingling]
You fix the motor yet?
[Titch laughs]
It would appear not.
How did the lot of you come
by a ship like this anyway?
-I mean, it's simply
-Too advanced for our stupidity?
-No, I I didn't mean
-Of course, you did.
In any case, we acquired it
the same way you English do.
We stole it.
It is new from the West India Concern.
-Prototype, I believe.
-My God.
-The Royal Navy
-They'll be after us.
But not soon enough to help you.
Cloud Man, you ever want
to see the sky again?
Say what I say,
maybe you get out the cage.
You play games with me, sir. [scoffs]
How much you pay the boy
to draw your dream?
Get used to the chains, white man.
[door slams]
[sailors chattering]
[Barrington]
You see that up in the Cutter?
Dolphin swim like he want to fly,
so I put him in the sky.
Black boy in the sky. What a thing.
That eye of yours,
Captain have need for it.
You see him later.
Hey, Barrington?
-[Barrington] Hm?
-Can Titch come up for some air?
We'll see.
Where those from?
Dahomey.
A friend gave them to me
when I was little.
What you know about Dahomey, boy?
When I die, I wake up at home in Dahomey,
and I live on.
[Barrington] Hmm? Mm.
Heavy words for little youth.
How you know of these things?
A friend.
Mm.
[gentle music playing]
Been a long time I see one of those.
-In Guyana?
-Mm!
How long you left?
Can Can I ask what you remember?
Water.
Everywhere.
Sea, river.
Blue water, brown.
Black.
[sighs]
Water no get enemy.
Only friend.
Wise words.
From your friend?
Wise friend.
We take a swim one day, hmm?
Me and you
to celebrate wise friends.
Island boy can fly, but can't swim?
[laughing]
Come.
You see the water there?
Hm?
Oh, no, no! Whoa!
[splashing]
[air bubbling]
[splashing]
[Barrington laughing]
[sailors laughing]
Somebody need to teach you
how to swim, Washington Black.
-[laughing]
-[sailors laughing]
[laughter continues]
[footsteps approaching]
-Who's there?
-[Miss Angie] Relax, boy.
-Oh.
-It's only me.
I brought you some goods.
[chuckles softly]
[softly] Um
Miss Angie.
[sighs] Um
[clears throat]
You have to know that not-not telling you
wasn't about not trusting you.
It was my own fear. I'm sorry.
We one family.
So, you can tell me the truth. Huh?
Any truth!
None of us can carry it all alone.
-I will.
-[Miss Angie] Mm.
[both chuckle]
Wait. I know this girl.
[Wash] You do?
She has a taste for some spices
you only find in my shop.
I brought some by the house.
-Mm, it's Tanna.
-That's her?
-Hey, this is your fancy girl?
-Yes, but but she's not white.
And this is news how? [chuckles]
Maybe she can fool these other people,
but Black folks know their own.
[both laughing]
There's something you might need to know.
I hear she's being courted by Mr. McGee,
that rich white man who owns the docks.
[sighs] No.
No, I I don't believe that. That
You barely know this child.
These sort of things don't always work,
even if you want it.
I don't care if she's rich and fancy.
I see her and and she sees me.
[Miss Angie] Young and foolish.
Maybe she can walk between two worlds,
but you can't.
Well, then, we'll create
a world of our own.
No. I know that look,
and the answer is no!
-Please, Miss Angie!
-Are you out your mind?
If you go out there, those hunters
will find you by sunrise!
And that's not if Medwin
gets to you first!
He has you down here for a reason!
To protect you!
She breathes life into me.
I have to know what this is.
[Wash sighs]
-Maybe you don't understand.
-[scoffs]
Believe me, boy.
I, out of all people
understand.
So, if you do
can you ask her to meet me
somewhere tonight?
You do know what you're risking?
Danger follows you now,
and it will cling to her, too.
I've been taking risks my entire life.
This is no different.
[sighs]
-Where?
-[both laughing]
Tell her Preston's Cove
and she will see magic on the shore.
[sighs]
[machine clicking and sputtering]
Come on!
You fix the motor?
For the love of God, man.
I will fix it, but just let me
up on deck for a spell.
It's been days!
-You demanding?
-I'm asking.
Please.
[sighs]
[keys jingling, lock opening]
Know this.
I let you free because of Washington.
[sailors chattering]
[somber, inspiring music playing]
[grunting] I can walk on my own,
thank you very much.
Where do you expect me to run to?
You have me!
[crew chattering]
Might I have a word?
Ill tides, indeed,
if you be my company, Fancy Mouth.
[Titch laughs]
Surely, I can't be all that bad.
I suppose I did cause quite the mess.
You cost us money, Fancy Mouth!
Then perhaps I might be of service.
You're carrying molasses, from what I see.
You see too much.
-Your eye them too big.
-[Titch] Yes.
Well, the thing is,
I know where we might go.
We?
My fate is tied to yours now.
Royal Navy already hunting us.
Well, yes, they will do that
if you steal ships on their maiden voyage.
Your mouth just can't help itself, can it?
And the word is "commandeered."
We go to America.
Virginia, to be precise.
My family has an associate there.
And you can unload your goods,
make a profit in a place
where the British won't venture.
So, will you talk to the Captain?
[Barrington] Perfect match.
Well done, boy.
We'll need one for each remaining barrel.
This means we negotiate.
-Yes?
-[laughing]
-You one of us now?
-[knocking]
We should make for Virginia.
Fancy Mouth has a contact
for us to sell the molasses.
We sneak back to Brazil after,
or get a contract in the States.
Just let things die down a little bit.
Different plan. Somewhere else.
Cuba!
We duck the Royal Navy for weeks.
Now, you want to provoke the Spanish?
They crash into us.
We lose a third of our goods, gone.
Few places to sell the rest in these seas
where the British won't find and hang us.
But then, there's Cuba.
Conditions there be what we've heard.
The goods will fetch a markup.
Make us whole.
We said we would never go back there!
Situations change.
Cuba, it is.
[somber, tense music playing]
Do you miss it, boy?
Your home?
Yes.
Do you miss your home, Mr. Captain?
Even now, what I would give
for a touch of home.
A home filled with her.
When it happens, it takes up
the smallest space inside you
till it is vast and all-consuming.
I'm sorry, I don't understand.
When what happens?
A woman happens.
That doesn't sound good.
[chuckles]
[laughing] Then I don't explain it right.
-[knocking]
-[scoffs] Leave me be!
[door creaking]
[Theodora] Cuba on the horizon, Captain.
We ha
[exhales sharply]
Havana Rosa?
[somber, tense music playing]
This was never about the crew.
You lied to me. To all of us!
Cuba was not supposed to be about her!
You have us running
from the British and the Spanish,
risk death for this?!
You agreed.
[sighs]
I'll follow you anywhere
but not on a lie.
[somber, suspenseful music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
[crew chattering]
Crew of the Ave Maria!
-Whoa! Halt!
-[blades swiping, guns clicking]
Is mad, you gone mad?
I see clear as day,
and I bring charges against our captain.
What charges you speak of?
[Theodora] Negligence.
Wanton recklessness!
Do not listen to this madness!
Theodora! Stand down, woman!
[sighs] Sweet Barrington,
loyalty blind you.
Up to Captain,
we'd be in a prison in Havana,
or at the bottom of the ocean in Haiti!
-[Captain Alvarez grunts]
-This man was willing to get us killed,
not for profit, but for chasing
the cure to his ailment.
A woman.
A woman break him,
and now the bottle is finishing the job.
You free yourself from what bound you.
All we have are our rules,
our trust!
Without them
loyalty to him will end us all.
I'm sorry, my friend,
but I am not ready to die.
You make charges and hold gun on the man?
Stand on your words.
[tense, dramatic music playing]
If I am wrong, then I dead.
But if I am right, what say you, crew?!
[inhales sharply]
[gun clicks]
[tense music playing]
[Theodora] Alvarez, as Captain,
I hereby exile you from the ship.
[dramatic music playing]
[crew chattering]
I'm sorry, Barrington.
You have no fault here.
[crew chattering]
Why do you have to go with him?
He's the one teach me to swim.
[Young Wash sobbing]
Choose the right one to teach you.
[solemn music playing]
[Barrington sniffling]
Keep me alive in here.
With your wise friend.
[sniffles]
[sighs] Come here.
[somber music playing]
[Barrington exhales]
[weeping]
Bring them down now.
[sailor] On my mark. Lower away!
[soaring music playing]
[bird calling]
[waves lapping softly]
[gentle music playing]
[chuckles] You came.
Thank you for meeting me here.
Angie told me where you'd be.
She has it on good authority
that magic can be found here.
[chuckles softly]
How are you?
[Tanna inhales sharply]
You're the first person
who's asked me that in some time.
I'm well, thank you.
So I can get a good look.
I might have a better idea.
You'll have to trust me.
[gentle, romantic music playing]
[Wash chuckles]
[Tanna Goff] It's beautiful.
Befits current company.
You have a way with words, Jack Crawford.
A lady might find her heart in jeopardy.
Your heart is as safe with me
as though it were floating in water.
Tell me, where will you fly
when your machine is done?
I'm going to fly across the ocean
to the World Science Expo
in London, and win.
-The World Science Expo?
-Yes.
Extraordinary indeed. [chuckles]
And you? What is your dream?
One of the only things I remember
from when I lived with my mother
was listening to her play the piano.
When I close my eyes, I can see it.
In my dream, I'm a composer
of world-renown.
A woman captivating the world
with her melodies and harmonies
The flying man and the musician.
Some pair we are. [chuckles]
[gentle music playing]
[ambient nature sounds]
[sighs]
Um, I heard that
Is this your surprise?
-[laughing] Is this the magic?
-Oh, I
[chuckles] Yes.
The bioluminescence.
-Do you like it?
-I love it!
[both laughing]
Oh!
[magical music playing]
We've only just met. [giggles]
But, you're the first person
who's really seen me.
I've never felt so free.
Thank you for this night, Jack Crawford.
[insects chirring]
What did you mean by,
"you never felt so free"?
You are free.
[sighs]
I feel powerless too often.
Not in control of my own destiny.
That isn't what I see when I look at you.
How do you mean?
Your power.
It shines from you.
Jack, there's something I must share.
-I'm
-[horse whinnying]
[watchman] Stop!
Move away from that lady!
[tense music playing]
Move away, boy.
Explain what you're doing here with him!
Well, I hired Mr. Crawford
to take me out on the water for science!
That true? You a boatman?
Yes.
She wanted to see
the bioluminescent jellyfish, sir.
I-I've studied them.
If you don't release
Mr. Crawford this instance,
I will file a very unflattering complaint.
My benefactor, Mr. William McGee,
will accompany me.
You do know who he is?
Keep your studying to daylight.
It'll be safer for both of you!
[horse whinnying]
[horse trotting away]
[Wash breathing heavily]
[horse footfall fading]
-Are you alright?
-Uh, this
This can't happen.
It's not the world we live in.
Jack!
We're both dreamers.
Can't we dream up a different world?
[inspiring, romantic music playing]
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[indistinct chatter]
[patrons chattering and laughing]
[chatter stops]
[gentle, tense music playing]
I wouldn't expect your kind
to be welcome in a place like this.
No. No, not usually.
But most of the boys in here
still need me and mine
to make life easier for 'em
down on the docks.
So, we agree to disagree.
You know what I mean?
These settlements are full of surprises.
Well, maybe you should
figure out the lay of the land
before you put your feet up
in a strange town.
Point taken.
Mister, uh What was it again?
Ah, that's right.
Medwin Harris,
champion of beaten, broken Black bastards.
-How am I doing?
-That's not bad.
Mr. John Willard?
At least that's the name
you gave down at the stables
when you collected
that wagon of yours, huh?
How am I doing?
I may almost like you, Mr. Harris.
And I don't much care for your kind.
The feeling's mutual, Mr. Willard.
I'm guessing you just see coin
and opportunity when you look at us, huh?
A man has to make a livin'.
Why don't you do it somewhere else?
I've been at my job a while, Mr. Harris.
It may be time to retire,
enjoy the fruits of my labors.
But it's hard to close a book
when a chapter remains incomplete.
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The only one to get away.
Trail went cold
eight years ago near Virginia.
It's been difficult to abide
by that failure.
Then, I get word of a boy here
conducting flyin' experiments
like a certain Christopher Wilde once did.
It's an unlikely coincidence.
Mm!
There ain't nobody up here
that fit that description.
In fact, I reckon you and your hunters
made so much noise
he fled off.
See, what I would suggest
is that you continue on up north.
Unlikely.
I've been granted a second chance,
and I will make good.
Well, you done your research,
so you already know.
I protect my people.
Funny. I do the same.
[gentle, tense music playing]
[chuckles]
Hey, you know, there's just one thing
I can't quite wrap my head around.
-[paper sliding]
-Why all that coin for a runaway?
That's what happens
when you kill a white man.
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[inspirational music playing]
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