North and South, Book II (1986): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript

Lieutenant Freeman?

Mrs Hazard, madam, how are you?

Just fine. Have you
seen my husband?

He left an hour ago.
He's positioning a

battery over by the
Rock Creek area.

Thank you. Do you really think the

Southern army will
invade Washington?

Well, with the Rebs...

Excuse me, madam, the Southern
army only 20 miles away...

Well, better to be
safe than sorry.

But I'm sure your husband knows
more about a possible battle...



now that he has his transfer
to the sharpshooters.

Sharpshooters?

I'm sorry, madam. I
thought you knew.

No, I...

Thank you, sir, for
the information.

Why don't you let me
get you an escort.

I can find my way,
lieutenant. Thank you.

Little Miss Molasses
with her darky.

What you hear from Jeffie
Davis, honey child?

Something wrong with
your hearing, Reb?

We don't want any trouble.
Please just leave us alone.

Why don't you tell that to
your people that attacked...

our troops coming
through Baltimore.

Take your hands off that bridle.



We're white men. You can't
talk to us like that.

You're talking to us
like we're slaves.

Giddap.

Primary field of fire, all four
guns, is across the river.

Georgetown to the Chain Bridge.

The secondary position will be to
cover the northern approaches.

I'm looking for my husband,
Lieutenant Hazard.

Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, sergeant.

Brett.

Billy.

I got a transfer. I'm gonna be
in the 1st US Sharpshooters.

It's a new regimen just
authorised by Congress.

I didn't want to tell you until
it came through. Isn't it great?

You'll be in the thick
of the fighting.

Why couldn't you stay
with the engineers?

Brett, I'm a soldier. Soldiers
are supposed to fight.

Our ancestors fought
so the US Could

be free. I could make history.

By killing Southerners?

I didn't mean your family.

I know a lot of Southerners love
the Union and don't want war.

But they're gonna fight
for the Confederacy.

Good people will
be killed. Is that

the kind of history
you want to make?

It's gonna be all right.

Everybody says the war will
be over in one big battle.

When I leave for camp, go to
Belvedere and stay with my mother.

What about Semiramis?

I'll make arrangements for her
to get safely to Mont Royal.

Why are we fighting?

Because you never told
me any of this, Billy.

I don't want anything
to happen to you.

If I'm to believe the Charleston
recruiting officer...

I'd better ride day
and night to reach

Virginia before the war's over.

It won't be that easy, Charles.

Most of us were born on horseback.

We'll ride circles
around those Yankees.

There's three of them
to every one of us.

I'll take those odds any day.

It's a shame you got
to rub shoulders

with the president of
the Confederacy...

instead of riding with
Wade Hampton's Legion.

Orry...

I'm gonna miss you.

You're a lot more
than a cousin to me,

Charles. You're like
a little brother.

So I don't want you taking
any unnecessary chances.

- You know me.
- That's what worries me.

Charles reminds me so much of Orry

when he went off to
fight in Mexico.

He came back from that war. And
they'll come back from this one.

I can't believe what happened.

Our dearest friends, the
Hazards. Billy, my son-in-law...

- Torn apart by war.
- Maybe it won't last very long.

I do hope so, my dear.

The two handsomest men
in the Confederacy.

You even make those
uniforms look good.

Watch out, Aunt Clarissa.

I may take you with me. I can't
live without your corn bread.

Dear Charles.

I'm not ready to say goodbye.

I never wanted this war.

But we'd be without
pride and honour if

we let the North
tell us how to live.

There are things worth fighting
for, Madeline, this land...

our families, our way of life...

And you.

I can't wait till you
become Mrs Orry Main.

And once your divorce is final...

I'll get you to a preacher quicker
than you can say, "I do."

I do.

Sport, the war will
be over before that

general gets through
saying goodbye.

Charles can't wait
to get on the road

now that he's heard
Virginia belles...

outshine even our South
Carolina beauties.

Mother.

You take care of yourself.

Oh, Orry, I promised
myself I wouldn't cry.

Now...

There'll be no time
for tears. You'll

be too busy running
this plantation.

There's a war waiting on us.

Time's a-wasting.

Cuffey.

Don't worry, Mr Orry. I'll
take care of everything.

I know you will.

Race you to the war.

Take care, Charles.

I must say, gentlemen, I consider

this a great honour,
and I thank you.

You do us the honour, Mr LaMotte,
accepting your commission.

All of us on the militia
general staff...

feel your qualifications
make you an ideal colonel...

to turn our green volunteers into

soldiers to defend South Carolina.

I shall start recruiting in
my district immediately, sir.

May I tell you how much we've
enjoyed your hospitality...

Colonel LaMotte,
although I must say

I did miss seeing
your lovely wife.

Is Mrs LaMotte ailing?

Mrs LaMotte is no longer
residing at Resolute.

You'll have to forgive Mr Clay.

He's been in legislature
at Columbia

since the Fort Sumter crisis...

and wasn't aware of your
domestic situation.

My domestic situation is of
no concern to anyone, sir.

Gentlemen, good day.

Good day, sir.

Well, sure and you're a fine
figure of a man, George Hazard.

You look as handsome
in that uniform...

as you did the first night we
danced together in Mexico.

After the Mexican War, I swore
I'd never wear a uniform again.

But I just can't sit
here in Lehigh Station

while the country's
being torn in half.

I agree with the president.

The Union must be preserved.

But regulations or not...

they'll have to court-martial me
before I wear this ridiculous hat.

Even I'd have to think twice
before wearing that thing.

I shouldn't be going
to Washington. I

should have requested
a field command.

Now, George, the president
wants you on his staff.

Not just because
you're a West Pointer.

It's because he knows an
exceptional man, just as I do.

My brother's close
to Lincoln, and he

feels the president
will mobilise us...

and not just the military,
but the private sector too.

That includes Hazard Iron...

Isabel, I hope we're doing the
right thing. There is a war on.

A party like this might
be in bad taste.

We're just celebrating the
departure of our very own hero.

After all, we're
the most prominent

family in this part of the state.

People will see it as
our patriotic duty.

I'm not sure how happy George
is with all this fanfare.

The army's best
officers have resigned

and gone south, which
they'll regret.

Because the Confederate
cause may already be lost.

Those of us who run
important companies...

create the engine that'll power
the Union to quick victory.

As a matter of fact, I've
already drawn up plans...

I'm afraid you're going to
have to be the colonel.

Thank you very much, but I haven't

done anything yet to deserve this.

I'd like to think that
this is not only for

those of us who are
going off to war...

but for those who've
already left...

including my younger brother,
Lieutenant William Hazard...

and especially for those who
are staying here at home...

working for the Union cause with
the same dedication and spirit.

Including my eldest
brother, Stanley,

who will run Hazard
Iron in my absence.

Thank you very much.

We have confidence
in you, Stanley.

Thank you, George.

You'll do a great job. Good luck.

Thank you.

All of this makes me know you
really are going to leave us.

I'm going to miss
you both so much.

Your guests are eager to meet you.

Thank you, Isabel.

Mother.

Don't let sentiment interfere
with our plans, my darling.

Now isn't just a chance to
profit from this foolish war...

but for you to be the man
you've always wanted to be.

General. President
Davis is waiting.

Mr President, I appreciate
your sentiments...

but we simply cannot
afford to temporise.

The North will strangle
the South if we do.

Excuse me. I was
told to join you...

Indeed, sir. Gentlemen,
Brigadier General Orry Main.

General Robert E. Lee, my military

adviser, and members
of my Cabinet.

Our agents in the federal capital
have shown us how the North...

plans to crush us in the coils
of a giant water snake.

That is precisely
the situation, sir.

All down the Eastern seaboard
to the Florida Keys...

then along the gulf
to New Orleans.

Their navy would seal
off the Confederacy.

They will send their western army

south to secure the Border States.

- And cut the Confederacy in two.
- Never. Never.

But it would be daring.

They could squeeze us to death by

cutting off our
supplies and weapons...

from Texas, the ports
of Mexico and Europe.

Scott, their general in
chief and a Virginian...

opposed this far-fetched strategy.

The man is a traitor to the South.

To be a Southerner
and believe in the

Union does not make
one a traitor, sir...

or I would not be here.

I realise you turned
down Lincoln's

offer to command the
Yankee armies...

- but I had no idea...
- Mr President...

I believe secession is
unconstitutional...

and slavery is a moral and
political evil in any society.

Then why have you joined us?

Because I could not draw
my sword against Virginia.

My loyalty and my affections...

and those of my family for five
generations belong to her.

That is why I'm here, sir.

Now, if we are to have any chance
at all to defeat the North...

we must enlist our
own snake and strike

like a cobra, right
at their vitals.

The federal capital
of Washington...

Sir, I do not agree with you.

Many of our state
militias would refuse

to join an invasion of the North.

Mr President, if you allow the

individual states
to dictate our...

Lincoln manoeuvred us into firing
the first shot at Fort Sumter.

I'll not let him brand
me the aggressor again.

Next time, the North will
be the first to fire.

Enough for today,
gentlemen. General Main?

You must be wondering why
I summoned you here.

To be honest, sir, yes.

Your cotton mill in
South Carolina...

was one of the first in the
South and very successful.

We showed excellent
profit, but now

the mill is producing
war materials.

My partner and I had to liquidate,
as he's from Pennsylvania.

That's another tragedy
in all this: The

destruction of old and
dear friendships.

George and I hope to continue
that friendship someday, sir.

Son...

My government desperately
needs your expertise.

I needn't tell you how few
factories we have in the South.

And the shortage of
raw materials...

I know, sir. I know.

That's why I need
you. To make our war

machine as efficient as possible.

I'll do my best. You have my word.

That's all any of us can do.

The Union has a
substantial force here,

beyond the Blue Ridge Mountains...

60 miles to the west
of their capital.

So we've had to post
11,000 of our men...

to stop them from invading
the Shenandoah Valley.

Now the main Yankee army is
massing here, outside Washington.

Looks like they'll drive
through eastern Virginia.

That's probably where
we'll have to fight them.

Captain Main, ride
north of Centreville.

See how big a force they have, and

if they appear ready
to move south.

Don't take risks trying to take a
prisoner. I need information...

not dead scouts.

- Yes, sir.
- Good luck, captain.

Oh, that's just fine, corporal.

- A haircut?
- A trim.

Just because there's
a war on doesn't

mean we stop being gentlemen.

Thank you, corporal.

Ambrose, you never
cease to amaze me.

Well, thank you, Charles.

Come on. I need a
volunteer, and you're it.

A volunteer.

Yankees.

Stay off to the woods.
Maybe we can lose them.

It's a woman.

We got enough trouble
without borrowing more.

Took you long enough
to decide to help me.

Might at least say thank you.

Just get me out of this
mess. I got to get

these medicines through
to your troops.

I'll take her. You
detour the Yankees.

We'll meet at the
fork near the river.

I see rank has certain privileges.

Boys. Back.

I can take care of
myself, captain.

I'm sure you can.

- About time you got here.
- Those Yankees could double back.

Last time I saw them they
were chasing their tails.

My farm's a few miles up the
road. Let's not sit here.

That does it. You could
show us a little gratitude.

I'm sorry. Augusta
Barclay, captain.

Charles Main.

Ambrose Pell.

I am grateful, more than you know.

I've been smuggling quinine and
morphine from Union hospitals.

If they'd caught me...

Couldn't let anything happen
to a Virginia belle, could we?

We'll see you get
home safely, madam.

Hello.

Madam, we were worried about you.

I ran into these
officers on the road,

and I must say, I'm
awful glad I did.

Captain Main,
Lieutenant Pell, this

is Washington and his son, Boz.

We'll see to your horses.

- We'd best be on our way.
- Let me offer you some supper.

It's the least I can do.

Thanks, but...

We'd be honoured to
accept your offer.

A man has to eat, and
I have a feeling

the lady's cooking's
better than yours.

I'm not fighting for the South
if it means keeping slavery.

I'm fighting for the
place where I live.

That's why most of
the men joined up.

Sometimes I wonder if Mr
Davis understands that.

- I think he does, deep down.
- Like you?

I don't believe in this war.

Just doing what I
can to make things

easier for those who
have to fight it.

Yes...

Thank you for the fine meal,
madam, but we have to leave.

I want to reach the Yankee
encampments before morning.

Well, I'll get the horses.
Excuse me, madam.

Does your husband
object to the work

you're doing? It seems
a bit dangerous.

My husband died a few years
ago. He was a good man.

Older than me. Learnt a
great deal from him.

Sounds like you really miss him.

With all the work there is to
do, and my other activities...

there's not much
time to be lonely.

Thank you again, Mrs Barclay.

It's Augusta, captain.

- Good luck.
- Goodbye.

Take care of yourself, Washington.

Goodbye, captain.

- Thank you very much, madam.
- Goodbye, Boz.

Captain, lieutenant.

That is some kind of lady.

Good night.

Mrs Grady?

I'm sorry to keep you
waiting so long.

I had difficulty finding
your letter of application.

I sent it when I first heard
about the nursing corps.

I have many skills, and I can
learn others very quickly.

I'm afraid there's
more to it than that.

I don't understand.

Sit, please. Mary?

We make it a point to find
out as much as possible...

about the women who apply to us.

Perhaps you've heard
that Mrs Dix is

quite concerned that
we don't attract...

well, the wrong sort of woman.

Are you saying that I'm
the wrong sort of woman?

Let me be direct, Mrs Grady.

We've learnt you
spent three months

in an asylum for the insane.

That was after my husband's death.
That doesn't mean I'm crazy.

Nursing in wartime is
difficult and dangerous work.

There'll be hideous
suffering and death.

We can't send a nurse who
might break under the strain.

My husband was murdered
at Harpers Ferry.

Surely you can understand
the grief of a woman.

Even if others
consider it madness.

There is also the matter of
your abolitionist views.

- Some of your causes, we just...
- Such as marrying a Negro?

That was not a cause, Mrs
Reilly. That was love.

Your marriage has nothing
to do with this.

I'm sorry, but I must reject
your letter of application.

Then I must inform
you I have highly

placed friends in the government.

I'm afraid this isn't a
matter of personal influence.

You and Mrs Dix have not
seen the last of me.

I promise you that, Mrs Reilly.

We were married in
such a hurry, I never

had time to get
your ring engraved.

"Forever."

I think that calls for a toast.

Yes.

To the Hazards.

And the Mains.

May God keep our
families safe and bring

us together when
this is all through.

Hear, hear.

Isn't that your family
at the far end?

Yes, it is. Could we
please find our table?

- Who's she with?
- Sam Greene.

He's a congressman.

Constance, that dress.
Isn't it your Worth gown?

Yes. Virgilia liked it so
much that I gave it to her.

Excuse me.

That's all right, don't get up. I

just wanna say goodbye
to my sister.

I leave in the morning, Virgilia.

I may not see you
until the war's over.

I just want to wish
you all the best.

Billy.

Take care of yourself.

One member of the Hazard family
seems to care about you.

I prefer not to discuss my family.

We have more important
things to discuss.

I have missed seeing you.

Why did you wait so long to
tell me you were in Washington?

Because I wasn't ready
to see you yet.

And now you are?

I need your help again, Sam.

I want to be a nurse.

It seems to be the only way
a woman can fight this war.

And I've run into difficulty
that I didn't plan on.

Why? You're certainly charming
enough. I can attest to that.

Dorothea Dix sets very high
standards for her nursing corps.

And charm doesn't seem
to be a prerequisite.

I know that a number of women
have been turned down, but...

I haven't even gotten
past her aide, Sam.

Why? Thank you.

What's the problem?

Have you forgotten that
I was in an asylum?

Her aides found out about it.

And you want me to talk to
Mrs Dix on your behalf.

Would you, please, Sam?

Well...

Sam, your recommendation would

override anything her
staff might say.

And you could explain to her...

My reward will be...?

My friendship and
support, as always.

You never fail to amaze me.

You could ask for the moon and
not even offer a kiss in return.

So does this mean you'll help me?

Yes.

Why, George.

What a surprise.

I doubt that, since you saw
me earlier this evening.

Was that you?

I did see a man in a uniform
that looked a lot like you.

But then I thought,
"No, George would

never take up arms against his...

beloved Southern friends."

You haven't changed, have you?

A constant in this time of change.

Why are you here, George?
Did your wife send you?

What are you doing in Washington?

Do you really care?

I want Sam Greene to help me
get into the nursing corps.

Why didn't you see me first?

- Oh, George, don't patronise me.
- I'm not.

I've been concerned about you.

Well, I'm fine.

At least let me loan
you money so you

can find a decent place to live.

You might have shown
such brotherly

concern when Grady was alive.

I'm sorry your husband was killed,

but nobody in our
family's to blame.

We're not a family, George,
we never have been.

We were close when
we were younger.

I'm not sure how or
why that changed.

When I began to
think for myself...

which is something women
aren't supposed to do.

It amazed me.

Everyone would listen to Stanley's
most ridiculous ideas...

but no one cared to hear
what I might think.

Do you know how
that feels, George?

To spend your life
becoming educated...

only to be overlooked
because you're not male?

I've always been interested
in what you had to say.

The only opinion you wanted
to hear was your own.

Oh, George.

You, of all people, should've
seen what I was trying to do.

You dismissed me like the rest.
"An abolitionist fanatic."

You moderates still
don't hear the drums.

You say all you want
to do is preserve

the Union, that slavery
isn't the issue.

And I say it's the
only issue, George.

I despise slavery as
much as you do...

but I'm not here to argue right
or wrong or anything else.

I am here because you are my
sister. I care about you.

And to let you know your
family's there if you need them.

Is that so difficult
to understand?

Is it so hard for
you to understand

that I just want to be alone?

Virgilia, we can't
change what is past.

- But we can make a new beginning.
- No.

It was too late for
that a long time ago.

Virgilia.

If you'll excuse me,
I'd like to turn in.

Give my regards to Constance.

If you ever need me...

you know how to find me.

Don't hang too close
to me tonight, James.

You'll meet more people if you
don't monopolise my time.

You seem to have damn little of
that for me, in public or private.

It's for your own good, James.

A loyal wife always helps
her husband's career.

And tonight's the perfect
opportunity. Imagine.

You and me at a party
given by Jefferson Davis.

Davis is bound to recognise
my vision and courage...

and realise he needs
me in the war effort.

Flattery, James. All
men like flattery.

Use whatever charm you can muster.

Stop treating me like a child.
My views are my strength.

Being a clerk to the first
assistant in the treasury?

It's not good enough
for you, James.

I want more for you. Much more.

For me? Or for yourself?

Isn't it all one and the same?

Excuse me, but I must ask Mrs
Davis where she got that simply...

interesting dress.

Mr Huntoon, in time of war...

a central government must enforce
stern measures necessary...

to our military operation...

such as the use of
slaves as labourers,

regardless of its unpopularity.

Then I submit, with
all due respect

to yourself and to your office...

that it must not happen.

Only the sovereign states
can decide policy.

If they are forced to surrender
freedom to a central power...

why, we'd be like that
circus in Washington.

May I remind you, sir,
that I am charged

with making this new
nation strong...

and successful. We must have
a central government...

stronger than its separate parts.

Never.

The states will not tolerate it.

If that be so, Mr Huntoon...

then the Confederacy will
not last out the year.

You can have
independent states, or

you can have a strong new nation.

You cannot have both.

A choice must be made.

It is my choice not
to be party ever

to autocratic ways. Furthermore...

If you'll excuse me, Mr Huntoon.

Well done, James.

He's afraid to argue political

philosophy because
he knows he's wrong.

James.

Ashton...

Don't "Ashton" me. I
heard everything.

Is that flattery to
you? Arguing with

the most important
man in government?

He behaves like a dictator. I
have a strong conviction...

To hell with your conviction.

You probably ended your
political career just now.

That is, if you ever
really had one.

Glass of champagne, please.

I simply can't abide punch
that's lost its potency.

Good evening, Mr Huntoon.

Good evening, sir.

I'm afraid you have the
advantage. Have we met before?

Well, I'm not surprised
you don't remember me.

The last time I saw you...

I was wearing the uniform of
a major in the Union army.

- In New Orleans, after my speech.
- Precisely.

After which we adjourned to Madam
Conti's house where we enjoyed...

- the favours of certain ladies.
- Yes, of course...

You told me you could
not serve the Union.

But if Jeff Davis were elected,
you'd not serve him either.

As you can see, I'm
still a man of my word.

And you, sir, are still
a man of vision.

Thank you. I appreciate
your graciousness.

Not at all. I overheard your

discussion with that
arrogant jackass.

You were completely justified
in what you said to him.

I'm afraid my wife doesn't
share your opinion.

Well, she certainly is beautiful.

Which probably means you'll
have to forgive her.

Come, then. Let me
introduce you to her.

Well I'd love to, sir.

But business before the
pleasure of meeting your wife.

If you will.

I confess I have a
particular reason for

wishing to renew
your acquaintance.

To come to the point,
Mr Huntoon, I'm

organising a small group of men.

Men of vision and stature
like yourself...

to finance a confidential
venture that I

guarantee will provide
incredible profit.

You mean some kind of investment?

A maritime investment, sir.

You see, I think the
Yankee blockade...

provides a golden opportunity for
men of the will and wherewithal.

You're suggesting
running the blockade?

Yes, I am.

I already have an
interest in one ship.

And I've just located a very fast
steamer called the Water Witch.

Now she can be
refitted in Liverpool

to suit our purposes,
at a fair price.

Your share of the
profits will be equal

to your share of the investment.

The Confederacy will need
more arms and ammunition.

Sir, I'm referring to luxuries.

Luxuries are where the money is.

Of course, the danger to
the ship is tremendous.

So, what we are looking
for is the short

term, Mr Huntoon,
not the long term.

But with the right cargo...

only two successful runs will
bring in a profit of 500 percent.

After that, let the Yankees
sink her, if they can.

And if not, our potential
earnings are astronomical.

I must decline, sir. I want
no part of such a scheme.

May I ask why, sir?

I have several reasons,
but one is enough.

It is unpatriotic.

Since when are perfume, silk
and good sherry unpatriotic?

- The answer is no, sir.
- No to what?

We're disagreeing on
a business venture,

although we do share
the same politics.

And, evidently, the
same love of beauty.

My dear, may I present...

Elkanah Bent, sir,
at your service.

Mr Bent, my wife, Ashton.

You went to the wrong
person, Mr Bent.

My husband would never invest
in something like that.

Because of his patriotism?

No. Because he's a coward.

But I'm not, and I
have my own money.

How can that be, madam?
Your husband is a lawyer.

And the law says your money became
his the moment you were married.

I control my money, Mr Bent,
because I control my husband.

Well, I can believe that.

And I think he was very
wrong to refuse you.

Does that mean that you would not?

Perhaps we should
discuss it later...

in private.

Left. Left. Left, right, left.

Left. Left. Left, right, left.

Left. Left. Left, right, left.

Left. Left. Left, right, left.

Carter, keep your cadence.

Captain Durham.

Put them in line.

By company into line.

March.

Excellent.

That will be enough for today.

You and your men are to be
congratulated, Captain Durham.

Just shows how quickly our
Southern boys take to soldiering.

Permission to speak, sir.

What is it, soldier?

Well, sir, I want to be
released from my enlistment.

It's my wife, sir, she
misses me. And my young 'uns.

Sir, I got to be
honest with you, I'm

not cut out for this militia life.

I can shoot rabbits and possum...

but I sure don't think
I could pull the

trigger on no human,
not even a Yank.

What's your name, soldier?

- Burnett, sir.
- Well, Private Burnett.

What do you think would
happen to our Confederacy...

if every man decided he was not
"cut out for this militia life"?

Ours is a glorious
cause, young man.

Freedom.

Independence.

The supremacy of the white man.

Every one of us must be willing to

give his last breath to that end.

Your request is denied, soldier.

But, sir...

That's easy for you
to say no, colonel.

You ain't got no family no more.

Colonel. Colonel.

Colonel.

Sergeant, dismiss the men.

Right face.

March.

"For thy sweet love remember'd...

such wealth brings...

then I scorn to change
my state with kings."

You love my son very much.

He means everything to me.

I never want to hurt him.

Madeline, you bring him such

happiness, you could
never hurt him.

It's something else, isn't it?

I just don't want to ever
bring shame to this family.

You never could.

There's something
that you don't know.

My mother...

She had Negro blood in her...

My dear, Orry already told me.

Oh, Mrs Main, then you know...

that if anyone ever found out...

All that matters is
that my son loves you.

So do I.

Don't you think it's time you
stopped saying, "Mrs Main"?

Call me "Clarissa," if you wish.

Or maybe just "Mother."

Do exactly what we say, boy, or
you'll be in hell damn quick.

Have this nigger
saddle up a horse.

Not a word, or I'll slit your
throat and the old lady's too.

You're going home, Mrs LaMotte.

And this time, you're going
to be a dutiful wife.

Miss Madeline...

Get her on a horse.

Take her home.

Give me that.

Fire. Fire.

Fire in the cotton barn.

Pump up the water from the well.
Get a bucket line moving.

Get that ladder from
the horse barn.

We got to get water on that roof.

- You gonna get...
- Now's not the time.

Cuffey, this fire
needs both of us.

Let's go.

Fire.

Fire.

Get on this side.

Come on, get a move
on. Get a move on.

More water.

Cuffey, you got to
move this waggon.

More water. More water.

Hurry. Hurry.

Keep them moving.
Keep them moving.

Keep these buckets moving.

I'm gonna get Miss Clarissa.

What's she gonna do,
spit on the fire

and put it out? Get
back on that pump.

- Come on.
- Quickly.

Move it on over there.

Gotta get more water.

Where's Cuffey, Ezra?

Miss Clarissa, he went back inside
the barn, down on that end.

Keep the buckets moving.

We got to get more water in here.

How'd it get started?

Justin threw a
lantern on the roof.

Then he run off and took
Miss Madeline with him.

Look out.

Miss Clarissa.

Miss Clarissa.

We better get her in the house.

Cuffey, you better get out there
and help fight that fire.

The cotton's gone, boy.

I ain't wasting more sweat saving
things don't even belong to me.

You better never let Miss
Clarissa hear that kind of talk.

Let her. We're killing
ourselves, and

them folk don't
even care about us.

Miss Clarissa?

Don't try to move, madam.

You took a terrible
lick on the head.

We sent for the doctor.

Did you find Miss Madeline yet?

We looking for her.

You just rest now.

We get word to Miss Brett.

We going to take
care of everything.

Welcome home, my dear.

This was never my home.

I've had time to think, and now
I realise how much I want you.

Justin...

You're mine in the eyes of your
God, your church and the law.

No piece of paper is
going to change that.

Justin, please. It's too late.

Please.

Don't be afraid.

I'll be patient for now.

Though I will keep
you under guard.

You'll be my lady, and
I'll treat you as such.

You'll see how much I've changed.

Justin.

You're guilty of
abducting me against

my will. People
will know I'm here.

They'll find me.

Every white man at Mont Royal,
including your precious Orry...

is away fighting for
our glorious cause.

There is no one, Madeline.

Good night.

Where were you, Mr Bent? I
don't like to be kept waiting.

I've risked my reputation
coming here without my...

husband's knowledge.

I must say, you do look
ravishing, Mrs Huntoon.

If you intend on
flattering me, sir,

you'll have to do much
better than that.

May I offer you
something to drink?

Champagne will do
nicely, thank you.

Well, our tastes are similar.

Surely that must mean something.

You presume too much, sir, on
such an early acquaintance.

Perhaps I do presume. I have
been expecting you for days.

Money like this doesn't
grow on trees, you know.

Besides...

I haven't decided
whether I trust you.

Maybe I should tell you that...

when I renewed my acquaintance
with your husband...

I had a much deeper motive.

- And that was...?
- You and I.

You never laid eyes on
me until four days ago.

But I've seen your image. The
one he carries in his wallet.

My wedding picture?

The one where your
brother is there...

Orry? I don't wanna
hear about Orry.

- How do you know my brother?
- We were...

cadets together.

At West Point.

Why, he's talked about you
since I was a little girl.

"Bent the bastard" is the
term I most remember.

Your brother and his friend
George Hazard were...

my enemies. They conspired to have
me discharged from the academy.

I wouldn't be surprised at
anything those two might do.

Well, then, you know
George Hazard too.

His younger brother
married my sister.

I hate all the Hazards,
including her.

Evidently, your hatred extends
all the way to your own brother.

Orry actually ordered me off the

plantation, all because
I just tried to...

interfere with my sister's
marriage to that damn Yankee.

You saw my wedding picture?

Once.

After one of your
husband's speeches.

My sister, Brett, was that
drab little thing to my right.

I don't recall it all that well,
except for you, of course.

And there was some other
woman with dark hair.

- You have another sister?
- No.

That was Madeline
LaMotte, the whore.

She's living with my brother now.

Illicitly.

And openly. He claims
he's giving her

sanctuary from her crazy husband.

But from what I hear...

they plan on being married as
soon as she can get a divorce.

Better and better.

- Don't tell me you know her.
- I know something about her...

that I'll keep to
myself for a while yet.

Now I would appreciate it if
you gave me that bank draft.

How masterful.

- A man who takes what he wants.
- And he wants it all.

My, my, my, Mr Bent.

We are greedy for all the
good things in life.

After all, money is but one.

It's the one that
buys all the rest.

I'm not that easily bought, sir.

You must show me
profits before you

deserve what you've just stolen.

You'll have your profits...

and you'll have more.

Much more.

I must run. James
expects me home...

when he returns from the treasury.

Send your card around, sir...

when your ship comes in.

You won't be able to
leave today, Semiramis.

The blockade stopped the
coastal steamers...

and the rail lines
south are closed

because fighting's expected.

Are you still going
to Pennsylvania?

No, I'll stay here with you
until after the battle.

One way or the other, we'll
find a way to get you home.

Excuse me, madam,
are you Mrs Hazard?

I am.

This message passed through Union

lines and I was hired
to deliver it.

- Thank you, sir.
- Good day, madam.

Mother's very sick...

and Madeline's gone.

We have to find a way to
get back to Mont Royal.

- But you just said the fighting?
- We can pack the buggy.

Once we get past Union lines,
we'll be safe in Virginia.

Miss Brett, your mama don't want
you in no danger, or Mr Billy...

He'll understand.

He'd do the same thing.

We have to try. There's
nobody else. Mama needs us.

Morning.

You all right?

Beat just caught
on me, lieutenant.

- You in the sharpshooters?
- Yeah, I'm just reporting in.

- Name's Billy Hazard.
- Tom Larson.

I'm on the way to your camp
too. I wanna be a drummer.

What about your folks, Tom?

Ain't got any.

Aren't you a little young?

Don't matter how old you
are if you're the best.

I know every last
command there is.

No matter how many guns go off...

you'll hear me, I
can promise that.

- Come on. I'll give you a ride.
- Much obliged, lieutenant.

You ready? One, two, three.

- Stack those rifles.
- Look smart.

We're ready, sir.

This is a regiment.

Think those men are
impressive, do you?

- Best in the army, right?
- Wrong, lieutenant.

Not the best by any
measure and neither

are you. Your boots are dusty.

- I've been on the trail.
- You wipe them off...

before you enter the camp.

- Look, I've had...
- Your gear isn't packed properly.

I don't like the way...

if you're Lieutenant
Hazard, you're late.

My orders didn't
arrive on time. Why

am I defending myself
to a sergeant?

I am Colonel Hiram Berdan,
sir, your commanding officer.

Colonel, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

I can't hold you to account
for not recognising me...

but as for the already noted
derelictions, I can and do.

This regiment will
become the best...

and damn quick.

Yes, sir.

Wait, colonel.

I wanna be a drummer.

Sorry, boy.

You need experience
and you're too young.

I came all the way from Baltimore.
At least give me a chance.

Baltimore?

Well, make it quick.

Good luck.

Assembly.

Forward march.

Retreat.

- What are you laughing at?
- You.

That was some introduction.

At least you made an
impression on old ramrod.

Rally.

I guess it was pretty funny.

Rudy Bodford. This
is Jamie Powell.

- Nice to meet you.
- Stephen Kent.

Mess call.

William Hazard. Friends
call me Billy.

Well, I can see you're gonna
keep us constantly entertained.

First you get your foot stuck
in your mouth and then...

you try to palm off some
kid as a drummer boy.

I think he can do the job.

He'll run at the sound
of the first cannon.

Billy. Billy.

Colonel put me on the
muster roll. I made it.

- Congratulations.
- Congratulations.

Corporal.

I'm from Wade Hampton's legion.

Real fighting about
to get started.

Manassas Junction.

How many Yankees
are we up against?

McDowell's 35,000 strong
to Beauregard's 30.

Should be pretty equal.
Gotta get to Richmond.

The boys at the War Department
always want a report. Good luck.

Too late for Ashton. Better
make tracks for Manassas.

Meet him there.

General Beauregard has been
bringing his rebel troops...

to the railroad junction
here at Manassas...

near Bull Run.

They're obviously
massing for a major

movement north
against the capital.

I don't think so, sir. They'll
wait to see what we intend.

While we wait to see
what they intend.

Isn't it possible, Mr
President, that the

blockade you ordered
of their ports...

will bring them to
their senses before

any more blood need be spilled?

The Southern hotheads
hoot at my blockade...

as loudly as they
question my ancestry.

We cannot expect a blockade
to bring them down.

There are certain domestic
political considerations as well.

Our people believe
it's high time to

whip the rebels and end all this.

That traitor Davis
has proclaimed their

cause the Second
American Revolution.

What he's talking about, Mr
Cameron, is the right to revolt.

We'll crush them with our numbers
and be in Richmond by August.

Numbers alone won't be enough.

This will be a people's war.

Brother against brother.

Our greatest test.

Those boys moving
south deserve the

best arms and cannon
we can give them.

I've just tuned in
my munitions report.

Our people will work day and night
to give them what they need.

Not that so-called
Spencer repeating rifle.

Think of the bullets it'd waste.

Stick to the tried and true in
battle. You can't go wrong.

Noted.

Gentlemen, General McDowell
had a full meal last night...

then polished off a whole
watermelon for dessert.

If he can polish off Beauregard
with as much relish...

we have nothing to fear.

You'd think this was
some sort of picnic.

General, we've been rushed
into battle by the public.

The South holds strong defensive
positions on their own soil.

The rebels have already
retreated to Henry House Hill.

My old classmate Tom
Jackson's holding that hill.

I would expect there to be
formidable Confederate opposition.

Nonsense, colonel.

Undisciplined rabble cannot stand
against a great nation's army.

That's what King
George said in 1776.

Gentlemen, please cease fire.

Now you can see why I
insisted we come along too.

Somebody has to keep the peace.

That's an odd expression
to use on a battlefield.

General, Mrs Harper,
isn't it exciting?

Molly, I didn't think
you were coming.

I made Mama change her mind.
She's setting up our picnic.

I wanted to get a good look.
I've never seen a battle before.

Don't worry, I'll keep up.

You're the last one I'm
worried about, Tom.

General wants us to move closer
to that Confederate battery.

Don't interrupt an artist at work.

I just dropped a Reb
artillery captain.

Why is Colonel
Hazard so concerned?

His younger brother is
in the sharpshooters.

Company, prepare to advance.

Advance while firing.

I can't see a thing with all the
smoke and the trees and the hills.

Company, halt.

- There's their destination, sir.
- Henry House.

Wade Hampton's Legion?

To the right, sir,
the Hodam's branch.

Let's show them how
to whistle Dixie.

Draw sabres.

I'll send you back with a message.

Ain't leaving you or my post. No
matter what happens. We're a team.

Yes, sir.

That's not our legion.

Doesn't matter. It's our war now.

Company, advance.

Beat a rally, Tom. Loud
as you can. Come on.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

We need doctors. Are
there any doctors here?

We need you. Take
horses and follow me.

Private, what is happening?

With respect, sir, all
hell is breaking loose.

The wounded are coming in fast.

We're trying to run for home.

Run from the damn rebels?

We've no choice sir.
They're whipping us.

- How bad is it?
- It's over. We can't hold them.

I suggest you get the
women and children

out before they block the road.

You salute a superior officer
before taking your leave. Private.

We have to go now before we jam
up the road. Corporal, quickly.

Let's go.

Fall back.

Corporal. Come back
here. Corporal.

Grab the reins.

- What are you doing?
- Move over.

Oh, my God.

My God, the whole world's
gone insane, George.

Completely insane.