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NIGHT
The dark has fallen. Hours have passed. Bass reflects on the story that Epps has told in the intervening.
BASS
How many years all told?
SOLOMON
Just nearly...just passed eleven.
BASS
Your story is...it is amazing, and
in no good way.
SOLOMON
Do you believe, sir, in justice as
you have said?
BASS
I do.
SOLOMON
That slavery is an evil that
should befall none?
BASS
I believe so.
SOLOMON
If you truly do, I would ask...I
would beg that you write my
friends in the north, acquainting
them with my situation and
beseeching them to forward free
papers, or take such steps as they
might consider proper to secure my
release.
Bass is somewhat overwhelmed by what Solomon has just told him. It takes him a moment to reconcile its magnitude.
BASS
You understand the danger of such
an act in case of detection. Your
story, true or not; what we
attempt is punishable in the
strictest way.
SOLOMON
I understand.
BASS
And you understand as well the
necessity of strict silence and
secrecy.
SOLOMON
Yes.
BASS
I need to take note; names and
addresses of those you think can
aide you. Not here, not now. Can
you sneak away in the night?