He knows that people will be looking for him to kill
He knows that people will want his help burying bodies
There are too many dead bodies to go outside
Blacks are always blamed for a disaster so he avoids going out
Whites go into coffins, blacks are burnt
Whites should be cast into a ditch, blacks burnt
Whites go into coffins, blacks are cast into a ditch
Whites are burnt, blacks are cast into a ditch
An infection from Motor Boat
A mad dog
Severe physical injury during the storm
He builds a raft from a piece of roof
He stays in house and gambles with himself to pass time
He calls for help
"Janie, how come you can't sleep in the same bed wid me no mo'?"
"You only sound ole when you tell folks when you wuz born, but wid de eye you'se young enough tuh suit most any man"
"Y'all set wid 'im till Ah git back. He need de company right long in heah"
"Well, b'lieve Ah'll rake up de front yard. De mens is got cane chewin's and peanut hulls all over de place"
I hope Tea Cake isn't going to go hunting in this condition.
Oh no, Tea Cake didn't notice that such thing was under his pillow.
I hope Tea Cake isn't going to use thisagainst me.
I better tell Tea Cake about this.
She manipulated it so that it was safer.
She threw it away
She warned Tea Cake about it
She hid it in her room.
His own foolishness
Tea Cake was truly mad
There was a witness who saw Tea Cake attack her first
She didn't kill a white man.
Janie was not entirely black, so the white jury favored her over the defendant
Talking to Jody about her past
Talking to Pheoby about her life
Janie wakes up from a nightmare
Sees the gates of heaven in the background
Mrs. Tuner's brother
Mr. Turner's son