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WE MAKE A QUICK CUT TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE GIN HOUSE. The reason for their low totals obviously doesn't matter as Solomon, Bob and Wiley receive a lashing for their lack of productivity.
As the last lash falls on his back, Epps moves directly to Solomon.
EPPS
You are a disgrace. Unfit ta
associate with a decent cotton-
pickin' nigger. The Lord don't
ignore even the lowest of his
animals. But the Almighty hold
you in such low regard He give you
no skills. None. How miserable
your shabbiness must be.
(beat)
Get yerself clean. We dance
tonight.