The Color Purple Page #5

Season #1

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You have to let them know

who got the upper hand.

Nothing can do it better

than a good beating.

Sofia thinks too much of herself.

Needs to be taken down a peg or two.

Got a new baby

and it cry all night long.

Kept him up so he said

he wasn't going to work.

She got all upset but l said,

"Leave the man alone.

Sometimes a man just needs

to be left alone."

I need something to eat!

Pie's in the pantry. Women need

to be left alone sometimes.

I teIl Harpo when I'm fussing,

"Leave me aIone!"

Ain't you gonna get it for me?

-What's the matter with you?

That's my own baby crying. Lord.

Make yourself useful, Harpo.

Hush now, honey.

What am I gonna do about Sofia?

Beat her.

You told Harpo to beat me!

It was that mule, Old Joey.

Old Joey, the mule.

I was plowing the north field

and the mule went crazy.

He started kicking.

Busted my eye and my lip.

All my life I had to fight.

I had to fight my daddy,

I had to fight my uncles.

I had to fight my brothers.

Girl chiId ain't safe in a family of mens.

But l never thought I had to fight

in my own house!

I loves Harpo.

God knows I do.

But l'll kilI him dead

before I let him beat me!

-That's a hoof print.

-No, that look like a fist print.

No, sir. Ain't no fist touched my face.

No, sir.

You want a dead son-in-law, Miss Celie?

You keep on advising him

like you doing.

This life be over soon.

Heaven lasts always.

You shouId bash Mister's head open

and think about Heaven later.

Sofia beat on Harpo.

Then Harpo beat on Sofia.

And then Sofia beat on Harpo

some more.

In between the beatings,

the children keep coming.

And then one day,

Sofia can't take it no more.

And good riddance!

Bye, CIarence!

Bye, Emma! Bye, Ruby!

Bye, Sofia! Bye!

Nettie.

Morning, Mr. HuntIey!

-Whoa.

Morning, Mr. Johnson.

I brung you some fresh-baked cookies

made in my stove!

-Thank you. They look good.

-Bring the plate back tomorrow.

Now giddyup! Giddyup!

Have a fine day, Mr. Huntley!

And keep the plate!

Anything come for me?

Dear God, today was a peculiar day.

I was sitting on the porch

reading to the kids...

...when all of a sudden,

something struck me.

I got up and looked at the sky.

It was dark

and there wasn't nothing moving.

I got down off the porch to see what

was coming. It felt like twister weather.

I didn't see nothing.

But I know something's there.

Yes, indeed, Lord.

I know something's coming.

Pa! Who that, Pa? Who this?

Pa, who this?

The woman that shouId have been

your mammy.

Shug Avery?

Give me a hand and get her in the house.

Celie! Help me get her in the house.

Celie! Damn it! Get here!

Celie!

Hey, Celie! Get here!

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