Cotton Comes to Harlem
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1:30:02
Well,
that bale was empty.

1:30:04
That money must have
been planted in there.

1:30:07
Planted?
1:30:08
By who, you idiot?
1:30:10
Jones and johnson?
1:30:13
Well, I still say the-
the bale was empty.

1:30:15
Well, it sure
ain't empty now.

1:30:17
Lieutenant, I think
you better count it.

1:30:19
Don't you?
1:30:20
Mm-hmm.
1:30:20
Oh,
I bet it's all here.

1:30:22
Well, perhaps
sergeant jarema

1:30:23
ought to
count it himself.

1:30:24
You tricked me.
1:30:27
I don't know how you two
black bastards did it,

1:30:29
but you tricked me.
1:30:31
Jarema,
1:30:32
I want you to apologize
to these two officers

1:30:34
for that racial slur,
1:30:36
or I'll have your badge.
1:30:40
Aw, I apologize,
but...

1:30:43
but...
1:30:46
you'll, uh, have to
overlook jarema.

1:30:49
He's... had a bad day.
1:30:52
Haven't we all?
1:30:54
May we go, captain?
1:30:56
May you-
of course.

1:30:58
Congratulations.
1:31:00
Thank you, sir.
1:31:02
Ed, digger.
1:31:05
Tell me something,
will ya?

1:31:06
What's a bale of cotton
doing in harlem?

1:31:15
"Dear grave digger jones
and coffin ed johnson..."

1:31:18
uncle budd: If you're
still dragging the river

1:31:20
looking for the body
of old uncle budd

1:31:23
and the 87,000,
1:31:25
stop.
1:31:26
I am now
a retired gentleman

1:31:28
raising cotton on my villa
in africa.

1:31:31
If you are ever
in this neck of the woods,

1:31:33
please drop in and see me.
1:31:35
"Yours truly,
booker washington simms."

1:31:39
Ha ha ha!
1:31:40
Better known
as old uncle budd.

1:31:42
Ha ha ha ha!

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