Sam: Who you tryna fool? Massa house, that's home. That's where you at ya best.
Ernestine: I was at my best when I was his whore?
Sam: Be better if that's all it was, but what you and massa had, that was more.
Ernestine: Naw it wasn't.
Sam: Then what about Rosalee?
Ernestine: Security.
Sam: Little James?
Ernestine: An accident. I made sure I had none of those.
Sam: But you was his more than you was my momma.