been ordered to southern maryland in search of lincoln s killer. what will soon become the largest manhunt in american history at that time begins with troops searching scarcely four miles from dr. mudd s farmhouse. lost in the dark and on the edge of the zekiah swamp, booth and herold have promised to pay tobacco farmer oswell swann $12 to lead them to the home of samuel cox, a leader in the confederate underground. john wilkes booth: how is it that you know captain cox? oswell swann: oh, we all know captain cox, sir. he a true man of the south. he a hard man. beat a nigger to death hisself. mmm-hm. david herold: you, you a free nigger? oswell swann: oh, we all s free now, sir, thanks to marse lincoln. lawd rest his soul. but i ain t no nigger. i s a we-sort. david herold: what? oswell swann: a we-sort.
fully set forth the reasons for our proceedings. he or the government. tom hanks: the first of booth s two journal entries ends there. he is interrupted by thomas jones, samuel cox s foster brother. cox has asked jones to see to it that booth gets across the potomac to virginia. in spite of the $100,000 bounty being offered, jones keeps booth and herold hidden and fed while government troops occupy and sweep through the region. later, jones will claim that booth s singular
you know. we-sorta-folk. nigger, injun, white man, all mixed up, you know. john wilkes booth: you have heard about lincoln? oswell swann: yas suh. he in the arms of the lawd. [pounds on door] david herold: um, my friend and i, we re in need of some shelter, food. not the nigger. samuel cox: name? david herold: um, my friend, he s hurt his leg. samuel cox: you re john wilkes booth. i think i know what you have done.
john wilkes booth: thought you said captain cox was a man of southern feeling. david herold: you say anything about this, and you won t live long. tom hanks: john wilkes booth has 10 days to live.
been ordered to southern maryland in search of lincoln s killer. what will soon become the largest manhunt in american history at that time begins with troops searching scarcely four miles from dr. mudd s farmhouse. lost in the dark and on the edge of the zekiah swamp, booth and herold have promised to pay tobacco farmer oswell swann $12 to a leader in the confederate underground. john wilkes booth: how is it that you know captain cox? oswell swann: oh, we all know captain cox, sir. he a true man of the south. he a hard man. beat a nigger to death hisself. mmm-hm. david herold: you, you a free nigger? oswell swann: oh, we all s free now, sir, thanks to marse lincoln. lawd rest his soul. but i ain t no nigger. i s a we-sort. david herold: what? oswell swann: a we-sort. you know.