Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yes. - Oh, and Hilly's devilled eggs.

I'm looking for some help at my house. Do you know any maids looking?

Let me at least get you some bus money.

This was just so great.

Baby Girl still gotta wear a diaper when she sleep at night.

Now you're not one of them, is you?

Write that down.

I know how to get them babies to sleep, stop crying and go in the toilet bowl

My first white baby to ever look after

That's so good.

I am slow of speech and slow of tongue.

Now Miss Leefolt pregnant with her second baby.

Constantine quit us.

This isn't about me.

I'm sorry. This is the first time I've hired a maid.

You know I'm not gonna be his type.

Hurry, Aibileen! Mae Mobley is up, and I'm off to the doctor!

- I'll take the truck. - It's hooked up to the motor grader.

Damn girl, don’t you have any fun

as exemplified by our Lord Jesus Christ,

Well, if it isn't Long Haul Skeeter.

And God tells us,

And just what makes you think coloured people need your help?

I'll be back tomorrow, Aibileen,

Well, certainly not in Mississippi, the birthplace of modern-day government.

We promised the Cadillac to Carlton and Rebecca tonight,

I don't see why not.

Who's Celia Foote?

I'll have it in there real soon.

Damn girl.. Don’t you have fun?

Thank you, Aibileen.

I was rude, and I've been thinking about it a lot.

I know Constantine. We're in church circle together.

I'm watching my story.

don't burn chickens

Gonna be eating for two. That's double the cooking.

I need to see you square on at all times.

Lord... I pray this child turn out good.

Charlotte Phelan, dead! Her daughter, still single.

but they can't even use the toilets in our houses.

And you know she will!

Forgive me, Lord, but I'm gonna have to kill that woman, Aibileen.

That's Aibee's bathroom, Mama. Hey, Aibee!

I already have a maid.

Is that Preacher Green's sermon?

I'd like to write something from the point of view of the help.

I didn't think so, honey.

Writing for The Jackson Journal.

- I'm pregnant now. - Oh.

You got bags under your eyes.

That's what Ross Barnett says, and you can't argue with the governor.

Oh, for crying out loud, it’s just a little rain!