:44:00
You going where?
:44:02
With Miss Celie and Shug.
:44:04
I'm fixing to sing.
:44:07
Too much racket going on.
Pass me the peas.
:44:10
Listen, Squeak--
:44:12
My name ain't Squeak.
:44:16
My name is Mary Agnes.
:44:19
Mary Agnes.
:44:22
I thought it was Squeak.
:44:23
Who cares? Boy, you going to
let this nappy-head gal...
:44:28
...cuss you out? You're at
the head of your own table...
:44:32
...and you acting like a waiter!
:44:33
Hush, you old fool! Always
meddling in somebody's business.
:44:40
She'll be back. Shug got talent.
She can sing.
:44:45
She got spunk and can talk to anybody.
She can stand up and be noticed.
:44:50
What you got?
:44:52
You're ugly. You're skinny.
You're shaped funny.
:44:56
You're too scared to open
your mouth to people.
:44:59
All you fit to do is be Shug's maid.
:45:01
Albert, no.
:45:03
Take out her slop jar, maybe cook
her food. You ain't that good a cook.
:45:08
She's a lot better than
that first wife of yours.
:45:12
This house ain't been cleaned
good since my first wife died.
:45:15
Nobody's crazy enough to marry you.
:45:18
So what will you do?
Hire yourself to farm?
:45:22
Maybe someone will let you
work on their railroad.
:45:26
Maybe sweep out the caboose.
:45:32
Any more letters come?
:45:35
Could be. Could be not.
Who's to say?
:45:42
I curse you. Until
you do right by me...
:45:46
...everything you think about...
:45:48
...will crumble!
:45:49
Don't do it.
:45:51
Don't trade places with
what I been through.
:45:58
Come on, Miss Celie.
Let's go to the car.