Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tom Robinson, take the stand.

For a number of reasons.

Cecil Jacobs did. That's why I had to fight him.

don't do anything but make music for us to enjoy.

Anyway, I'm simply defending a Negro, Tom Robinson.

You ain't never thought about that, had you, Mr. Finch?

and we'll keep right on reading the same every night,

What are you going to give me?

Then will you write your name, please?

It was to be a long time

all Negro men are not to be trusted around our women.

What is your verdict?

Please, Jem, come on in the house.

She gave me the hatchet and I broke it up.

How did you like school, Scout?

You can pet him, Mr. Arthur. He's asleep.

I don't know why I didn't kill him myself

with both children at school?

I don't care what the reasons are.

I don't believe we can be seen from there.

We had such a good chance.

and tried to give Walter Cunningham a quarter

That was the only thing,

whose evidence has not only been called into serious question

I did not, sir.

And the girl wears bangs like you.

What are you going to do?

called out to him to stop.

If you just learn a single trick, Scout,

And I asked her, "What?"

Now, you get them out of here, Mr. Finch!

Whoever it was won't be back anytime soon.

Very excited, he was, and he said to get to his house as quick as I could,

about my bringing Tom Robinson back to the jail.

Was that the first time that you ever asked him to come inside the fence?

I was far too old and too big for such childish things

I was coming in from the woods, with a load of kindling

and which is, in itself, gentlemen, a lie

Do you want to tell us what really happened?

I think that's all the reading for tonight, honey. It's getting late.

Listen, no matter what she says to you, don't answer her back.

Mrs. Dubose... Bringing the heat since 1932

All right, climb in.

Tom Robinson is dead.

The main one is that if I didn't,

Which side, again?

You tell them about this back in Meridian County, Mr. Dill Harris.

taking the one man who's done you and this town a big service

Good morning, Mr. Cunningham.

There just didn't seem to be anyone or anything

with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.

I mean, yes, he hit me!

Evening, Mr. Finch.

has had to put his word against two white people's.

and dragging him, with his shy ways, into the limelight,

I never heard tell it was against the law

No, not exactly.

Tom Robinson, a human being.

he has a boy named Boo

How long have you had a gun?

That I could shoot all the blue jays I wanted if I could hit them.

just as we always have.

Why is he paying you like this?

Calpurnia has a good one. Hot biscuits.

Bust up a chifforobe