Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'm down. - Ooh.

OK. It's Celia Foote.

Can I take the Cadillac?

- Morning. - Hi.

so William's cousin will just have to come pick you up himself.

I read the other day about how some girls get unbalanced.

Last stop till marriage.

We love them and they love us,

Who sent you, William or Hilly?

and now she know what I done.

george i told ya not to have a party and crack your knuckles and fall on the cake! boing good riddance faye you shaleriol varityshombalek!

I gots plenty stories, Miss Skeeter.

That's not working for free. That's paying off a debt.

Elizabeth, can I talk to Aibileen?

Separate, but equal.

Eighteen people died in Jackson that day.

I've never seen you out of uniform before.

After that, I just didn't want to live no more.

I know it's scary.

I dropped out of school to help Mama with the bills.

Boys, we'll be right back. Y'all talk about quarterbacks or something.

Back here, honey!

Well, aren't you a genius? You figured out my whole scheme.

Reading this stuff?

I want you to read her past columns.

You not knowing that is what's scaring me the most.

We gots to talk about some things first.

All right, then. Well, bye!

OK, Miss Phelan, let's see what you got.

I'm sorry you had to hear that.

But our Christmas benefit, however, is right on schedule. Mary Beth?

Articles? Miss Phelan, it's a cleaning advice column.

I reckon when you finish it won't.

I'm Minny Jackson.

I'm starting to think this Stuart is a figment of your imagination,

Get back into they house, polish the silver.

Now she gone to putting pencil marks on my toilet paper.

We were just a job to her, honey. With them, it's all about money.

Sunday’s are for hugging

But not Miss Skeeter.

Nobody is gonna know the damn difference.

- No! What? - We've got to get dressed.

I want to interview you about what it's like to work as a maid.

To Skeeter and her job.

Looks like frosting.

Mm, I love me some fried chicken.

White folks like to do they own spanking.

so just forget it.

Not exactly. See, Miss Stein thought...

The other maids would have to keep it a secret, too.