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I think you'd better count on staying.

There was this old chifforobe in the yard

You have testified that he choked you

Her eye was blacked. She was mighty beat up.

After all, it's her first day, too,

of our courts and in our jury system.

Yes, sir. She's inside, lying down, trying to get a little sleep.

Well, for one thing,

teaching school and being new here.

Maybe she's just nervous.

to defend that nigger that raped my Mayella.

What is your daddy doing in the courthouse?

I swear, a prowler. He said a prowler.

on cross-examination,

That's all there was to it.

Yes, that would make it her right eye.

She did something that in our society is unspeakable.

Scout, get away from there! Scout, come on!

She's the wife of the man I'm defending.

Nothing. Go back to bed.

who were born to do our unpleasant jobs for us.

Would you tell my daddy to come out here, please?

and she don't start school till next month.

Then I'm going to call Atticus.

We came down to find out where Boo Radley was locked up.

He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain,

Hush, Heck. Let's get back to town.

All right, get in. Hurry up.

Something else? You never told me anything about that night.

I couldn't hold my head up in town.

Will somebody please tell me what's going on?

It would be sort of like shooting a mockingbird, wouldn't it?

Scared the living daylights out of me.

An assumption that one associates with minds of their caliber

Thus began our longest journey together.

Folks call me Dill

with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs.

which I do not need to point out to you.

Heck, Atticus Finch. Someone's been after my children.

Atticus, is Jem dead?

There goes the meanest man that ever took a breath of life.

You say, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Dubose."

He'll be happy to see you.

I'd tip my hat when I'd go by.

that night I went back to the Radley house.

and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

Look, the boy wore his hair in front of his eyebrows like you do.

But, Atticus, he's gone and drowned his dinner in syrup

Now don't go tugging at that dress, Scout.

I'm having a terrible time, Miss Maudie.

All my muscles were tore loose.

Miss Jean Louise?

Jem said that he would escort me to the school auditorium.

Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth,

a quiet, humble, respectable Negro

Atticus, you've heard about Tom Robinson?

Yes, sir. And to let you know

because it was guilt that motivated her.

Hey, Mr. Cunningham.

Somehow, it was hotter then.

You couldn't if he was awake, though. He wouldn't let you.

What's the matter?

Mr. Tate was right.

Thank you, Mr. Townsend, sir.

Come on. It's your first day. You want to be late?

Now, wait a minute.

Stay inside, Son. Keep him in there, Cal.

I am confident that you gentlemen will review

I can't go to sleep.

He eats raw squirrels and all the cats he can catch.

Thank you. The collards we had last week were delicious.