Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What is it, Scout?

Who's that in the car with Sheriff Tate?

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

but that you turned around

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

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

The witness may be seated.

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

Good morning, Miss Maudie.

He says I can invite anybody... Shh.

You never really understand a person

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

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

To my way of thinking,

I'll take the case.

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

this case should never have come to trial.

Spit some more.

and I plan to keep it that way.

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

Cross your heart.

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

and I was reaching

You know I'm too old.

Jem found me then.

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

I want you all back home right away.

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

Cradle of civilization. They invented embalming and toilet paper.

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

Did I love her?

He's not gonna bother these children anymore.

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

I do. Sit down.

I'll tell you what let's do.

My, you're up mighty bright and early.

but he was gone by the time Atticus got there.

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

Then Mr. Ewell cussed at her from the window

Where are you going?

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

If you'll excuse me, Mr. Ewell.

I didn't say it.

She is the victim of cruel poverty and ignorance.

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

And the next thing I knew,

There were bruises already coming on her arms.

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

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

but a strong, young Negro man.

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

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

comes and looks in my window at night?

Your witness, Atticus.

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

Mrs. Dubose... Savage since 1932

Where are your shoes?

So I follows her inside and looked at the door

Will the defendant please rise and face the jury?

Yes, Mr. Finch.

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

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

I tell you, I ain't going.

He made me start off on the wrong foot.

Not going back.

You look right puny for going on seven.

I ain't coming down.

Dill, wait a minute.

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

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

I ran around the house trying to get in,

That boy is your company

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

Now, then, this time,

That changes things...

I'll see you tomorrow, Atticus.

I'm ready. Oh, Jem.

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

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

Any fool could have told her that.

confident that you gentlemen would go along with them

I can't agree with you.

He's dead, Mr. Finch.

I do. Sit down, please.

Not going back.