Deliverance Creek Page #2

Isn't that what you do, Jeb?

Jesus!

You missed your mark,

or are you asking him to dance?

Haven't rightly warmed up yet.

What are you up to, Belle?

Well, clearly

not as much as you two!

See, Jeb here's

been branding my calves

while you've been

leaving love notes for me

on my front porch!

I run a bank, Belle,

not a charity.

Stop jawing and get my gun,

Cordelia.

Jeez! You could've

blown my knee off!

What do you want?

You owe me four...

five...

five calves! You hear?

Five?

I'm pretty certain that...

All right!

All right, all right, all right!

All right! All right!

Son of a...

fine.

We'll bring 'em round.

No, we'll take 'em now.

You heard her, boy!

Get those calves.

Yes, master.

I'm pretty sure if Jeb

hadn't just visited the privy,

he'd have wet his pants

for sure.

How we feeling,

master Edward?

Let's have a listen.

- Okay.

- All the way up.

What do you hear, Kessie?

It's what I don't hear,

master Edward.

Your chest ain't crackling

like a fire.

Master Grayson

wants to see you, Kessie...

Now.

You wanted to see me,

master?

That day that I bought you,

it was hot.

You remember?

What was it... July?

I could tell

just by looking at you

what a waste of your potential

stooping over cotton was.

I took you

out of those fields,

brought you into my home.

And this is how you repay me.

I'm sorry, master.

Have I done something wrong?

Don't you do that! Don't you

insult my intelligence!

That dumb field slave

that you jumped the broom with

couldn't find his way

to the bottom of the road

without you drawing him a map.

You know what I'm doing here?

I'm drafting up

Etta Mae's freedom papers.

You know why?

'Cause she can't

work the fields no more?

I'm freeing Etta Mae

because she is loyal.

But you...

I'm never freeing you.

Kessie?

Master Edward,

what are you still doing up?

Looks like someone's

feeling better.

But shouldn't you be

in bed, Edward?

I'm not tired, daddy.

Look.

Master Edward.

Oh, Edward.

Come on, Edward.

It's time for bed. Now.

Go on. Clean it up.

Yeah, in your dreams.

Morning, miss Gatlin.

Hattie.

I've been a Barlowe

for some time now, duke.

Oh, you'll always be

the Gatlin sisters to me.

- Pray for me, won't you, Hattie?

- If you think it'll help.

Hey, give me that.

- Mind your manners.

- Yes.

He came home, and...

- Morning, Jeb. Miss Crawford.

- Deputy cooper.

How you doing?

I can't wait for tonight.

One, two, three.

All right,

what are we gonna eat?

We should make

a pie every day.

Oh, pie.

Caleb, go take your brother

and sister to the barn, please.

If it's food you want,

I'll fix it.

All right, then...

I'll have a steak,

kidney pie with the crust

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