Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We won't know how badly he's hurt until the doctor gets here.

My, you're up mighty bright and early.

confident that you gentlemen would go along with them

comes and looks in my window at night?

Now, then, this time,

crawl under the high wire fence at the rear of the Radley lot.

I'll bet it's just old Cecil Jacobs trying to scare us.

Your witness, Atticus.

He's not gonna bother these children anymore.

but he was gone by the time Atticus got there.

but a strong, young Negro man.

I tell you, I ain't going.

Scout, I think maybe next time Mr. Cunningham comes,

Cross your heart.

And the next thing I knew,

I ain't coming down.

We knew he was so we came in this other way.

Cradle of civilization. They invented embalming and toilet paper.

and I was reaching

Then Mr. Ewell cussed at her from the window

They don't eat people's gardens, don't nest in the corncribs.

Scout, don't just lie there. Get up!

If you'll excuse me, Mr. Ewell.

I want you all back home right away.

You'd just better believe him, Mr. Dill Harris.

to the effect that I shouldn't do much about defending this man.

Where are your shoes?

You look right puny for going on seven.

I'll take the case.

Where are you going?

and I plan to keep it that way.

So I follows her inside and looked at the door

Dill, I don't want you playing around that house over there.

There's a long, jagged scar that runs all the way across his face.

Jem found me then.

I think your yard is going to be the showplace of this town.

Not going back.

Not going back.

You know I'm too old.

Any fool could have told her that.

I do. Sit down.

I realize you're very busy these days with your practice

You never really understand a person

I'll tell you what let's do.

Dill, wait a minute.

But that was all he was good at, we thought.

I do. Sit down, please.

Mrs. Dubose... Savage since 1932

Then somebody grabbed me. Mr. Ewell, I guess.

Thank your stars he has the sense to act his age.

I got it caught in a cotton gin when I was 12 years old.

You did all this chopping and work out of sheer goodness, boy?

This afternoon when we were over by their house...

What is it, Scout?

That changes things...

Who's that in the car with Sheriff Tate?

I can't agree with you.

Mr. Finch, I swear, when I left it.

Looks like she didn't have nobody to help her.

He's dead, Mr. Finch.

She is the victim of cruel poverty and ignorance.

I came to see Jean Louise ready for her first day at school.

He made me start off on the wrong foot.

That boy is your company

To my way of thinking,

There were bruises already coming on her arms.

will you tell us, just in your own words, what happened on August 21?

this case should never have come to trial.

do you think Jem killed Bob Ewell? Is that what you think?

Yes, Mr. Finch.

I'll see you tomorrow, Atticus.

Good morning, Miss Maudie.

Spit some more.

what happened to you on the evening of August 21 of last year?

The witness may be seated.

No, Scout, don't go to him. He might not like it.

Will the defendant please rise and face the jury?

but that you turned around

He says I can invite anybody... Shh.

Mr. Radley must've scared them out of their wits.

I ran around the house trying to get in,

I didn't say it.

Did I love her?

When you wake up at night, you can hear him.

I'm ready. Oh, Jem.