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: [after Lincoln's missed shot
] That was unlucky. Might have put me out of my misery.
: [as they walk the docks
] Adam, Adam. Let me explain. Adam
: Last one, Barts. I'm not coming up here to clean up your messes anymore. Jack Barts
: Yes, sir. I promise.
: Every so often, I think about what it would be like in the south. Adam
: So, where's Henry? Jack Barts
: Yes, sir. We've been looking all over, sir. Searchin' high and low. Adam
: Low is more likely. Just find him, Barts... Oh, and send a fresh crop south. We have a lot of mouths to feed.
: Did you strike my friend here? Thomas Lincoln
: He was beating my son! Jack Barts
: Did you strike him, Lincoln? Thomas Lincoln
: They're not slaves and you know it. Jack Barts
: I suggest you get back to your work before you find yourself led away in chains. Nancy Lincoln
: Until every man is free, we are all slaves.
] There are other ways to collect a debt.
: Powder, patch, ball. Don't mess it up!