1. Now, you remember, children,
how I told you last Sunday...
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2. about the good Lord going up into
the mountain and talking to the people...
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3. and how he said,
"Blessed are the pure in heart...
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4. for they shall see God"...
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5. and how he said
that King Solomon in all his glory...
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6. was not as beautiful
as the lilies of the field?
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7. And I know you won't forget,
"Judge not lest ye be judged"...
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8. because I explained that to you.
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9. And then the good Lord went on to say...
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10. "Beware of false prophets...
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11. "which come to you in sheep's clothing...
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12. "but inwardly they are ravening wolves.
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13. Ye shall know them by their fruits."
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14. Five, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30,
35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60...
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15. 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95, 100!
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16. Here I come, ready or not!
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17. What's wrong?
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18. Hey! Hey!
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19. "A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit.
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20. "Neither can a corrupt tree
bring forth good fruit.
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21. Wherefore, by their fruits
ye shall know them."
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22. Well, now, what's it to be, Lord?
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23. Another widow?
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24. How many has it been? Six?
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25. Twelve?
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26. I disremember.
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27. You say the word, Lord,
I'm on my way.
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28. You always send me money
to go forth and preach your word.
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29. A widow with a little wad of bills
hid away in a sugar bowl.
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30. Lord, I am tired.
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31. Sometimes I wonder
if you really understand.
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32. Not that you mind the killings.
Your Book is full of killings.
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33. But there are things you do hate, Lord.
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34. Perfume-smellin' things...
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35. lacy things, things with curly hair.
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36. There are too many of them.
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37. You can't kill a world.
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38. You driving a touring car
with a Moundsville license?
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39. Harry Powell,
for the theft of that touring car...
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40. you will spend 30 days
in the Moundsville Penitentiary.
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41. Uh, Preacher Harry Powell.
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42. A car thief,
picked up where you were —
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43. a man of God?
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44. Harry Powell.
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45. Hold Miss Jenny still.
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46. Stand still, Miss Jenny!
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47. There. What's so hard about that?
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48. Daddy!
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49. - Where's your mom?
- Out shoppin'.
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50. - You're bleedin', Dad.
- Listen to me, John.
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51. This money here —
we gotta hide it before they get to me.
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52. There's close to $10,000. Where?
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53. Under a rock in the smokehouse?
No, no.
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54. Under the bricks in the grape arbor?
No, no. They'd dig for it.
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55. Sure. That's the place.
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56. - That's him.
- He probably still has that gun.
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57. Listen to me, Son. You've gotta swear.
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58. Swear means promise.
First, swear you'll take care of little Pearl.
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59. Guard her with your life, boy.
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60. Then swear you won't never tell
where the money's hid, not even your mom.
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61. - Yes, Dad.
- You understand?
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62. - Not even her?
- You got common sense. She ain't.
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63. When you grow up, that money will belong to you.
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64. Now stand up straight and look me in the eye.
Raise your right hand.
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65. Now swear —
"I'll guard Pearl with my life."
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66. I will guard Pearl with my life.
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67. - "And I won't never tell about the money."
- And I won't never tell about the money.
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68. And you, Pearl — you swear too.
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69. Ben Harper.
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70. I'm goin' now, children. Good-bye.
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71. Drop that gun, Harper.
We don't want the kids hurt.
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72. Just mind what you swore, Son.
Mind, boy.
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73. Don't.
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74. Don't!
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75. Dad.
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76. Ben Harper,
it is the sentence of this court...
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77. that for the murder
of Ed Smiley and Corey South...
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78. you be hanged by the neck
until you are dead.
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79. And may God have mercy on your soul.
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80. I got you all buffaloed.
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81. Ain't none of you gonna get it outta me.
None of you.
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82. Where, Ben? Where?
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83. - Where?
- "And a little child shall lead them."
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84. Now, come on, boy. Tell me.
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85. Ben, I'm a man of God.
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86. - Tryin' to make me talk about it in my sleep.
- No, Ben. No.
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87. What'd I say?
What? What? What? What?
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88. You was quotin' the Scripture, Ben.
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89. You said, "And a little child shall lead them."
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90. Ha!
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91. - You killed two men, Ben Harper.
- That's right, Preacher.
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92. I robbed that bank
'cause I got tired of seein'...
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93. children roamin' the woodlands
without food...
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94. children roamin' the highways
in this here depression...
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95. children sleepin' in old abandoned car bodies
and junk heaps.
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96. And I promised myself I'd never see the day
when my young 'uns would want.
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97. With that $10,000,
I could build a tabernacle...
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98. make that Wheeling Island tabernacle
look like a chicken house.
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99. Will you have free candy for the kids, Preacher?
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100. Think of it, Ben —
with that cursed, bloodied gold.
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101. How come you got that stick knife
hid up in your bed blankets, Preacher?
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102. The Lord blinded mine enemies
when they brought me in this evil place.
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103. I smuggled it in right under the noses
of them guards.
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104. I come not with peace...
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105. but with a sword.
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106. You, Preacher?
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107. This sword has served me through
many an evil time, Ben Harper.
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108. What religion you profess, Preacher?
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109. The religion the Almighty and me
worked out betwixt us.
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110. I'll bet.
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111. Salvation is a last-minute business, boy.
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112. Keep talkin', Preacher.
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113. If you was to let that money
serve the Lord's purpose...
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114. he might feel kindly turned towards you.
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115. Keep talkin', Preacher.
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116. Now, don't you think the Lord
might change his mind if you was to —
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117. Lord...
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118. you sure knowed what you was doin'...
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119. when you put me in this very cell
at this very time.
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120. A man with $10,000 hid somewhere...
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121. and a widow in the makin'.
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122. - Any trouble?
- No.
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123. He was a cool one, that Harper.
Never broke.
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124. He carried on some, kicked.
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125. They say he left a wife and two kids.
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126. I never heard.
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127. - He never told about the money?
- No.
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128. What do you figure he done with it?
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129. He took the secret with him
when I dropped him.
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130. That you, Bart? Supper's waitin'.
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131. Mother, sometimes I think it might
be better if I was to quit my job as guard.
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132. You're always this way
when there's a hangin'.
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133. You never have to be there.
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134. Sometimes I wish
I was back in the mine.
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135. And leave me a widow
after another blast like the one in '24?
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136. Not on your life, old mister.
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137. Are you going to buy it, John?
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138. Aw!
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139. So your mommy's keepin' you
out of school these days.
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140. How is your poor, poor mother?
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141. She's at Spoon's ice cream parlor.
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142. Say, did they ever find out what your father
done with all that money he stole?
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143. Pearl and me, we have to go.
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144. - You better not sing that song.
- Why?
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145. 'Cause you're too little.
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146. Can we get some candy?
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147. No.
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148. Willa Harper, there are certain
plain facts of life that adds up...
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149. just like two plus two makes four,
and one of them is this —
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150. No woman is able to raise
growin' youngsters alone.
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151. The Lord meant that job for two.
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152. Icey, I just don't want a husband.
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153. Ain't a question of wantin' or not wantin'.
You're no spring chicken.
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154. You're a grown woman
with two little young 'uns.
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155. It's a man you need in the house,
Willa Harper.
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156. Tell me a story, John.
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157. Well, once upon a time...
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158. there was a rich king...
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159. who had himself
a son and a daughter.
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160. They all lived in a castle over in Africa.
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161. Then one day this king
got taken away by some bad men.
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162. And before he got took off...
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163. he told his son to kill anyone
who tried to steal his gold.
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164. And before long,
the bad men came back and —
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165. Good night, Pearl. Sleep tight
and don't let the bedbugs bite.
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166. Good night, Miss Jenny.
Don't let the bedbugs bite.
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167. She don't put in Cresap's Landin' no more,
but she still blows as she passes.
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168. Come on in
and have a cup of coffee, boy.
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169. Ain't nobody stole Dad's skiff.
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170. Ain't nobody gonna neither
as long as Uncle Birdie's around.
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171. First day my joints is limber enough,
I'll haul her out and give her a good caulkin'.
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172. Ain't seen ya in a coon's age, boy.
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173. I've been mindin' Pearl.
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174. Shucks. Ain't it a caution what a woman
will load onto a man's back...
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175. when he ain't lookin'?
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176. Excuse me, cap, while I —
while I sweeten my coffee.
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177. Dead and gone these 25 year
and never takes her eyes off me.
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178. Man of my years needs a little snort
in the mornin' to heat the boilers.
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179. Yeah.
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180. I was talkin' to this stranger
up at the boardinghouse.
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181. - He knowed your dad.
- Where'd he know Dad?
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182. I'll not hide it from you, boy.
He knowed him in the Moundsville Penitentiary.
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183. I gotta go now, Uncle Birdie.
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184. Well, you just got here, boy.
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185. I told Mom
I'd be back to Spoon's for Pearl.
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186. "God works in a mysterious way,
his wonders to perform."
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187. Yes, I was with brother Harper
right up to the end.
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188. Now that I'm no longer employed
by the penitentiary...
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189. it is my joy to bring this small comfort
to his loved ones.
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190. It's a mighty good man
would go out of his way...
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191. to bring a word of cheer
to a grievin' widow.
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192. - So you ain't with the state no more?
- No, brother. I resigned only yesterday.
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193. The heartrendin' spectacle of them poor men
was just too much for me.
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194. Ah, little lad, you're starin' at my fingers.
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195. Would you like me to tell you
the little story of right hand, left hand...
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196. the story of good and evil?
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197. H-A-T-E.
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198. It was with this left hand
that old brother Cain...
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199. struck the blow
that laid his brother low.
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200. L-O-V-E.
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201. You see these fingers, dear hearts?
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202. These fingers has veins that run straight
to the soul of man.
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203. The right hand, friends —
the hand of love.
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204. Now watch and I'll show you
the story of life.
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205. These fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warrin'
and a-tuggin', one again' t'other.
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206. Now watch 'em.
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207. Old brother left hand.
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208. Left hand hate's a-fightin'.
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209. And it looks like love's a goner.
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210. But wait a minute. Wait a minute.
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211. Hot dog! Love's a-winnin'.
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212. Yes, sirree!
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213. It's love that won.
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214. And old left hand hate
is down for the count.
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215. I never heard it better told.
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216. I wish every soul in this community
could get the benefit.
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217. Oh, you've just got to stay
for our picnic Sunday.
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218. No, I must wend my way downriver
on the Lord's business.
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219. You ain't leavin' in no hurry
if we can help it.
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220. John, mind your manners.
Take that look off your face. Act nice.
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221. Why, he don't mean no impudence,
do you, boy?
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222. Do ya, boy?
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223. Ah, many's the time poor brother Ben
told me about these young 'uns.
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224. What'd he tell ya?
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225. Why, he told me what fine little lambs
you and your sister both was.
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226. Is that all?
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227. Why, no, boy.
He told me lots and lots of things.
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228. - Nice things, boy.
- Thank you.
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229. My, that fudge smells yummy.
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230. It's for the picnic.
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231. And you don't get a smidgen of my fudge
unless you stay for the picnic.
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232. Don't he have the grandest singin' voice?
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233. John! Pearl!
Run along and play, you two.
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234. - Where?
- Down by the river! My goodness.
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235. That feller's just achin' to settle down
with some nice woman...
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236. and make a home for himself.
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237. Icey, it's awful soon after Ben's passing.
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238. If ever I saw a sign from heaven.
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239. - John don't like him much.
- Pearl dotes on him.
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240. The boy worries me.
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241. I know it's silly, but it's like there's
somethin' still between him and his dad.
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242. What he needs is a dose of salts.
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243. - No, there's somethin' else.
- What?
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244. - The money.
- I declare, Willa Harper.
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245. You'll let that money haunt you
to your grave.
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246. Icey, I would love to be satisfied...
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247. that Harry Powell don't think
I got that money hid somewhere.
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248. You come right out
and ask that man of God.
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249. Mr. Powell!
Clear that evil mud out of your soul.
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250. John! Pearl! Come along here
and get some fudge.
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251. - I don't want no fudge.
- You do what you're told!
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252. - You go set down by the river.
- Oh, Icey, I'm a sight.
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253. Get along with you.
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254. You!
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255. That young lady better look sharp...
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256. or some smart sister between here and Captina
is gonna snap him up right from under her nose.
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257. She's not the only fish in the river.
Now, you two stay put.
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258. Shilly-shallying around.
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259. A husband's one piece
of store goods you never know...
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260. till you get it home and take the paper off.
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261. Did Ben Harper ever tell you
what he done with the money he stole?
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262. My dear child, don't you know?
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263. She's moonin' about Ben Harper.
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264. That wasn't love.
That was just flapdoodle.
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265. Have some fudge, lambs.
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266. When you've been married
to a man 40 years...
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267. you know all that don't amount
to a hill of beans.
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268. I've been married to my Walt that long...
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269. and I swear, in all that time,
I just lie there thinkin' about my canning.
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270. John!
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271. John!
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272. A woman's a fool to marry for that.
That's somethin' for a man.
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273. The good Lord never meant
for a decent woman to want that.
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274. Not really want it.
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275. It's all just a fake and a pipe dream.
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276. John, Mr. Powell
has something to tell you.
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277. Well, John,
the night before your father died...
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278. he told me what he did
with that money.
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279. That money's at the bottom
of the river...
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280. wrapped around
a 12-pound cobblestone.
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281. Thank you, Harry.
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282. Shh.
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283. I feel clean now.
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284. My whole body's just a-quivering
with cleanness.
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285. John, come here.
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286. Your tie is crooked.
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287. - When'll Dad's skiff be ready?
- Can't hear you, boy!
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288. When'll the skiff be ready?
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289. Have her ready inside a week.
Then we'll go fishing.
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290. - How's your ma?
- Oh, she's all right.
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291. - How's your sister, Pearl?
- Just fine.
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292. - You leavin', boy?
- Yep. Gotta watch out for Pearl, Uncle Birdie.
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293. Well, good night, boy.
Come again anytime.
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294. And mind, boy...
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295. I'll have your pa's skiff shipshape
inside a week.
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296. Somebody there?
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297. Anybody there?
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298. Anybody here?
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299. Good evenin', John.
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300. I had a little talk
with your mother tonight, John...
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301. and your mother decided it might be best
for me to let you know the news.
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302. Your mother told me she wanted me
to be a daddy to you and your sister.
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303. We're gonna get married, boy.
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304. Did you hear what I said, boy?
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305. - Hmm?
- Married.
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306. We're goin' to Sisterville tomorrow,
and when we get back —
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307. You ain't my dad.
You'll never be my dad.
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308. When we get back,
we're all going to be friends...
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309. and share our fortunes together, John.
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310. You think you can make me tell!
But I won't! I won't! I won't!
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311. - Tell me what, boy?
- Nothin'.
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312. We're not keeping secrets
from each other, are we, little lad?
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313. No, no.
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314. Well, no matter.
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315. We've got a long time together, boy.
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316. Wave your hands. Great sakes.
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317. Now, you wait here
while I get your night things.
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318. - Now can I tell?
- Hmm?
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319. When Mr. Powell's our daddy,
then can I tell him about —
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320. - You swore, Pearl.
- John, don't.
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321. You promised Dad you wouldn't tell.
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322. I love Mr. Powell lots and lots, John.
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323. Men.
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324. Harry?
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325. Fix that window shade.
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326. - Harry?
- I was praying.
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327. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know.
I — I thought —
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328. You thought, Willa, that the moment
you walked in that door...
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329. I'd start to pawin' you
in that abominable way...
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330. that men are supposed to do
on their weddin' night.
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331. - Ain't that right now?
- No, no, no.
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332. I think it's time we made one thing
perfectly clear, Willa.
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333. Marriage to me represents a blending
of two spirits in the sight of heaven.
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334. Get up, Willa.
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335. - Harry, what —
- Get up.
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336. Now, go look at yourself
yonder in that mirror.
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337. Do as I say.
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338. Look at yourself.
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339. What do you see, girl?
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340. You see the body of a woman —
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341. the temple of creation and motherhood.
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342. You see the flesh of Eve
that man since Adam has profaned.
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343. That body was meant
for begettin' children.
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344. It was not meant for the lust of men.
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345. Do you want more children, Willa?
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346. I —
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347. No.
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348. It's the business of this marriage
to mind those two you have now...
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349. not to beget more.
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350. Yes.
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351. All right, you can get in bed now
and stop shiverin'.
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352. Help me to get clean...
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353. so I can be what Harry
wants me to be.
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354. Meanest, orneriest, sneakingest critter
in the whole river, boy.
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355. A gar.
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356. - Here are your can of hooks, Uncle Birdie.
- Pshaw, boy.
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357. Ain't a hook in the land
strong enough to land Mr. Gar.
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358. What a feller needs is mother wit
and a horsehair.
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359. Golly. Won't it bust it, Uncle Birdie?
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360. Nah, a horsehair will hold
a lumpin' whale.
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361. - You mind my cussin', boy?
- No.
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362. Well, the reason I ask,
your step-pa bein' a preacher and all —
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363. Never was much of a one
for preachers my own self.
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364. I don't know what's wrong
up at your house...
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365. but always remember, cap...
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366. if you're ever in trouble,
holler and come a-runnin'.
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367. Uncle Birdie's your friend.
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368. There! There, you slimy, snag-toothed,
bait-stealin' so-and-so!
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369. - Amen! Amen!
- Amen!
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370. Amen!
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371. - You have all sinned.
- Yes! Yes!
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372. Which one of you can say,
as I can say...
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373. that you drove a good man to murder?
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374. Because I kept a-houndin' him
for perfume...
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375. and clothes and face paint!
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376. And he slew two human beings!
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377. And he come to me, and he said...
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378. "Take this money and buy yourself
the clothes and the paint!"
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379. - Yes! Yes!
- But, brethren —
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380. Brethren,
that's where the Lord stepped in!
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381. - That's where the Lord stepped in!
- Yes!
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382. "Ye," said the Lord to that man...
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383. "you take that money...
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384. and you throw it in the river!"
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385. - In the river!
- In the river!
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386. Now, you're John, and you're Pearl.
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387. Pearl? Pearl?
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388. You'll get awful mad, John.
I done a sin.
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389. - Pearl!
- I didn't tell no one.
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390. Pearl, oh, Pearl.
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391. It's all here.
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392. - John.
- Oh — Yes?
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393. - What are you doing, boy?
- Gettin' Pearl to bed.
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394. - What's taking you so long about it?
- Nothing.
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395. What's that you're playin' with?
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396. Uh, Pearl's junk. Mom gets mad
when she plays out here and don't put it away.
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397. Come on, children.
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398. Off to bed with the both of you.
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399. Come here, John.
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400. Your mother tells me you tattled on me.
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401. She said you told her
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402. That wasn't very nice, boy.
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403. Have a heart.
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404. Yeah.
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405. Well, it doesn't matter.
It's your word against mine.
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406. It's me your mother believes.
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407. Were you impudent again
to Mr. Powell, John?
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408. Mom, I didn't mean it.
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409. What were you impudent about?
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410. He asked me about the money again, Mom.
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411. John, you always make up that lie.
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412. There is no money.
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413. Why can't you get that through your head?
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414. The boy's as stubborn
and as mulish as a sheep.
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415. - It's a shame.
- Good night, Icey.
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416. - Good night, honey.
- Good night, Walt.
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417. Good night, Willa.
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418. Plan on a longer visit next time.
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419. You hardly get settled
before you're frettin' to get home again.
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420. I'm needed to keep peace
and harmony betwixt them.
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421. It's my burden,
and I'm proud of it, Icey.
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422. - Where's the money hid?
- I don't know.
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423. She thinks that money's
at the bottom of the river.
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424. But you and me, we know better,
don't we, little lad?
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425. I don't know nothin'.
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426. Well, never mind, boy.
The summer's young yet.
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427. Pearl?
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428. Come here.
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429. John's a fella likes to keep secrets.
I'll tell you a secret.
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430. Yes?
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431. I knowed your daddy.
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432. And you know what your daddy told me?
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433. He said,
"You tell my little girl Pearl...
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434. that there's to be no secrets
between her and you."
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435. - Yes?
- All right. Now it's your turn.
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436. What secret shall I tell?
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437. Oh, uh, what's your name?
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438. You're just fooling.
My name's Pearl.
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439. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Well, I reckon I'll have to try again.
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440. Uh, where's the money hid?
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441. Pearl, you swore you wouldn't tell!
You swore! You swore! You swore!
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442. You hit Daddy with a hairbrush.
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443. Oh.
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444. Now, you see? We just can't have
anything to do with John.
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445. You and me are goin' down
to the parlor, Pearl.
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446. John was just plumb bad
through and through.
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447. - John's bad.
- Yes, John's bad.
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448. Tell me another secret about my dad.
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449. Oh, no. Your turn.
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450. All right. What secret shall I tell?
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451. Mmm. Where's the money hid?
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452. - John's bad.
- Where's the money hid?
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453. You tell me, you little wretch,
or I'll tear your arm off!
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454. - Icey, I'm worried about Willa.
- How do you mean?
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455. Well, I'm figurin' how to say it
so as you won't get mad.
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456. Say what, Walt Spoon?
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457. - There's something wrong about it, Mother.
- About what?
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458. - About Mr. Powell, all of it.
- Walt!
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459. Now, Mother, a body's
got a right to their feelings.
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460. May the Lord have mercy on you,
Walt Spoon.
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461. Now, Mother, I was just —
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462. Amen.
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463. Are you through praying?
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464. I'm through, Harry.
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465. You were listening
outside the parlor window.
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466. - It ain't in the river, is it, Harry?
- Answer me.
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467. Ben never told you he throwed it
in the river, did he?
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468. The children know where it's hid.
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469. John knows. Is that it, Harry?
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470. Then it's still here amongst us...
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471. tainting us.
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472. You must have known about it
all along, Harry.
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473. But that ain't the reason
why you married me.
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474. I know that much.
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475. Because the Lord just wouldn't let it be.
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476. He made you marry me...
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477. so you could show me
the way and the life...
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478. and the salvation of my soul.
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479. Ain't that so, Harry?
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480. So you might say that it was the money
that brung us together.
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481. The rest of it don't matter.
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482. Walt! Come quick!
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483. - What's wrong, Mother?
- Shh! He's in there.
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484. - Who?
- Mr. Powell.
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485. Willa has run away.
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486. I'll be switched. Just went?
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487. She took out some time in the night
in that old Model "T."
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488. - Oh, is he hit pretty bad?
- All to pieces.
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489. - There's a little peach brandy in here.
- Walt!
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490. - A man of the cloth?
- Well, just a sip.
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491. Walt Spoon, that's for sickness in the house!
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492. - Well, what can we do, Mother?
- I thought if you went and talked to him —
you know, another man.
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493. - Oh, no, now, Mother, please.
No, I'm no good at —
- Get in there.
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494. - Mr. Powell?
- A strange woman is a narrow pit.
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495. Amen. Amen.
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496. She lieth in wait as for prey
and increaseth the transgressors among men.
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497. Oh, my dear, dear friends,
whatever would I do without you?
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498. Mr. Powell!
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499. Well, if there's anything —
anything we can —
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500. No, it's my shame. It's my crown of thorns.
I must wear it bravely.
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501. What could have possessed that girl?
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502. - Satan.
- Ah!
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503. Didn't you have no inklin'?
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504. Yes, I did from the very first night.
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505. - First night?
- Our honeymoon.
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506. How's that?
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507. She turned me out of the bed.
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508. No.
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509. - Well, what do you figure to do?
- Do?
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510. Why, just stay right here
and take care of them kids.
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511. Maybe it was never meant for a woman
like Willa to taint their young lives.
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512. - Mmm. Mmm.
- It's mighty brave of you, Preacher.
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513. Oh, I reckon it was just ordained
that way, brother Spoon.
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514. Didn't — Didn't she leave no word?
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515. A scrawl on a notepaper on the bureau.
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516. I burned it.
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517. Tore it up and burned it.
It stank so strong of hellfire.
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518. Amen.
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519. The pitcher has went to the well
once too often, friends.
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520. Oh, she'll come draggin' her tail back home.
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521. She'll not be back.
I reckon I'm safe in promisin' you that.
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522. - Maybe she's just run off on a spree.
- No, no.
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523. - Well, there's no harm in hopin'.
- Ain't no sense in it neither.
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524. I figured somethin' like that was brewin'
when she went to bed last night.
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525. How?
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526. Well, she tarried around in the kitchen
after I'd gone up...
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527. and when I went downstairs
to see what was wrong —
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528. What?
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529. Well, she'd found this jar
of dandelion wine...
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530. that the husband — this Harper —
had hid somewheres in the cellar.
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531. - She was drinkin'.
- Oh!
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532. I tried to save her.
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533. I know you did, Mr. Powell.
I know how hard you tried.
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534. But the devil wins sometimes.
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535. Can't nobody say
I didn't do my best to save her.
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536. Children!
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537. Children.
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538. Children.
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539. Pearl?
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540. Careful. Here.
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541. Why do we have to hide, John?
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542. Children.
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543. - Where's Mom?
- She's gone to Moundsville.
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544. - To see Dad?
- Yes, I reckon that's it.
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545. Now, listen to me, Pearl.
You and me is runnin' off tonight.
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546. - Why?
- Children.
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547. If we stay here,
something awful will happen to us.
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548. - Won't Daddy Powell take care of us?
- No.
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549. That's just it. No.
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550. - Where are we going, John?
- Somewheres. I don't know yet.
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551. I'm hungry, John.
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552. - We'll steal somethin' to eat.
- It'll spoil our suppers.
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553. Pearl.
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554. I can hear you whisperin', children,
so I know you're down there.
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555. I can feel myself gettin' awful mad.
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556. I'm out of patience, children.
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557. I'm coming to find you now.
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558. Yoo-hoo!
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559. Mr. Powell.
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560. Well, well, Mrs. Spoon.
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561. Where are the children?
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562. They're down there in that cellar
playin' games...
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563. and they won't mind me when I call them.
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564. I'm at my wit's end, Mrs. Spoon.
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565. Oh. Tsk, tsk. John? Pearl?
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566. John! Pearl!
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567. Shake a leg.
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568. Well, well, well. What's that?
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569. Just a little hot supper
I fixed for you and the children.
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570. It seemed the least we could do.
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571. I won't have you worrying
poor Mr. Powell another minute.
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572. Just look at you —
dust and filth from top to toe.
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573. Want me to take 'em up
and wash 'em good?
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574. No. No, thank you, dear Icey.
Thank you.
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575. I'll tend to them. Thank you.
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576. Don't be too hard on 'em, Preacher.
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577. Poor motherless children.
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578. Remember now, Mr. Powell,
don't be afraid to call on us.
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579. Good-bye.
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580. Good-bye, Miz Spoon,
and thanks again.
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581. Now, weren't you afraid, little lambs,
down there in all that dark?
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582. They'll think it was me.
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583. They'll say it was poor old Uncle Birdie.
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584. Aw, if you could've seen it, Bess.
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585. Down there in the deep place...
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586. with her hair wavin' soft and lazy, like...
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587. meadow grass under floodwater.
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588. And that slit in her throat...
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589. like she had an extra mouth.
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590. You're the only human mortal
I can go to, Bess.
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591. If I go to the law...
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592. they'll hang it on me.
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593. Sweet heaven, save poor old Uncle Birdie.
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594. - I'm hungry.
- Sure.
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595. And there's fried chicken, sweet potatoes,
corn bread and apple cobbler.
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596. - Can I have my supper, please?
- Naturally.
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597. - Can I have milk too?
- Mm-hmm.
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598. But first, we'll have a little talk —
about our secrets.
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599. - No.
- And why not, pray tell?
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600. 'Cause John said I mustn't.
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601. Never mind what John said!
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602. John's a meddler.
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603. Now stop that sniveling.
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604. Look a-here.
You know what that is?
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605. Wanna see something cute?
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606. Now looky.
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607. How about that?
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608. This is what I use on meddlers.
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609. John might be a meddler.
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610. Eh-eh! No, no.
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611. No, no, little lamb. Don't touch it.
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612. Don't touch my knife.
That makes me mad.
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613. Makes me very, very mad.
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614. Now, just tell me.
Where's the money hid?
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615. But I swore.
I promised John I wouldn't tell.
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616. John doesn't matter!
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617. Can't I get that through your head,
you poor, silly, disgusting little wretch?
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618. There now. You made me lose my temper.
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619. I'm sorry. I am real sorry.
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620. Now just tell me.
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621. - Where's it hid, honey?
- I'll tell.
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622. I thought I told you
to keep your mouth shut.
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623. It ain't fair to make Pearl tell
when she swore she wouldn't.
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624. I'll tell.
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625. Well, I declare.
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626. Sometimes I think poor old John
might make it to heaven yet.
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627. All right, boy, where's the money?
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628. In the cellar,
buried under a stone in the floor.
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629. It'll go hard if I find you're lyin', boy.
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630. I'm not lying. Go look for yourself.
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631. All right.
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632. Come along.
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633. What?
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634. Go ahead of me, the both of you.
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635. Down those stairs.
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636. You don't reckon I'd leave you,
do you, boy?
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637. Well, don't you believe me?
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638. Why, sure, boy. Sure.
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639. All right. Where now?
Mind, no tricks now.
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640. I can't abide a liar.
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641. Yonder.
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642. Oh, no, you don't.
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643. - Now, where, boy? Where?
- Under the stone in the floor.
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644. This is concrete.
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645. John made a sin.
John told a lie.
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646. The Lord's a-talkin' to me now.
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647. He's a-sayin'...
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648. "A liar is an abomination
before mine eyes."
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649. Speak, boy. Where's it hid?
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650. Speak.
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651. Speak, or I'll cut your throat
and leave you to drip...
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652. like a hog hung up in butcherin' time.
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653. Pearl, shut up. Pearl, you swore.
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654. You could save him, little bird.
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655. It's in my doll! It's in my doll!
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656. The doll.
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657. Why, sure.
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658. Last place anybody'd think to look.
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659. Uncle Birdie Steptoe.
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660. Open that door!
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661. You spawn of the devil's own strumpet!
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662. Uncle Birdie! Uncle Birdie!
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663. - Uncle Birdie.
- Don't.
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664. Hide us, Uncle Birdie.
He's a-comin' with his knife.
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665. It's me — John Harper and Pearl.
You told me to come.
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666. - Johnny?
- Uncle Birdie. Oh, please.
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667. Please! Wake up!
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668. I swear on — on the Book.
I never done it. I —
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669. I never —
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670. There's still the river.
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671. The skiff is under the willow.
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672. Children!
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673. Children!
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674. "Dear Walt and Icey...
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675. "I bet you been worried
and gave us up for lost.
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676. "Took the kids down here with me
for a visit to my sister Elsie's farm.
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677. "Thought a little change of scenery
would do us all a world of good...
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678. - "after so much trouble and heartache.
- Hmm.
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679. "At least the kids will get
a-plenty of good home cookin'.
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680. Your devoted Harry Powell."
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681. Now, ain't you relieved, Walt?
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682. Sure. But you was worried too, Mother.
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683. Takin' off with never a word of good-bye.
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684. You know, I got to figurin' maybe them Gypsies
busted in and done off with all three of 'em.
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685. You and your Gypsies.
They've been gone a week.
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686. Sure. But not before one of 'em
knifed a farmer and stole his horse.
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687. Never caught the Gypsy
nor the horse.
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688. Such times when young 'uns run the roads.
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689. Go away, children.
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690. Hungry, I suppose.
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691. - Well, I can't spare you
more than one potato apiece.
- Come on.
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692. - Where're your folks?
- Ain't got none.
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693. Oh, go away. Go away.
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694. An ungrateful child
is an abomination before the eyes of God.
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695. The world is fast goin' to damnation because of
impudent young 'uns a-flyin' in the face of age.
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696. They make soup out of them...
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697. but I wouldn't know how
to go about gettin' 'em open.
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698. We're gonna spend the night on land.
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699. Shh.
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700. Don't he never sleep?
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701. Pearl! Wake up!
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702. Come on! Pearl!
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703. You two youngsters
get up here to me this instant.
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704. Get on up to my house.
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705. Mind me now.
I'll get me a switch.
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706. - Don't you hurt her!
- Hurt her, nothing.
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707. Wash her is more like it.
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708. Ruby! Clary! Mary!
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709. Yes, Miz Cooper!
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710. Bring your baskets.
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711. Nicely picked, Clary.
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712. Mary, put the big ones on top.
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713. Oh, Ruby. Most of them
ain't fit to go to market.
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714. Well, put your baskets down.
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715. Ruby, run to the house and fetch the tub
and put it by the pump.
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716. Clary, uh, Mary, run up
and fetch a bar of laundry soap.
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717. - Yes, Miz Cooper.
- And a scrub brush.
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718. Come on up to the house, children.
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719. Gracious! If you ain't a sight to beat all.
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720. Where you from?
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721. Where're your folks?
Come on, speak up now.
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722. Gracious. So I've got
two more mouths to feed.
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723. Howdy, Miz Cooper.
What happened to my milk supply?
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724. Price of milk what it is,
not on your life.
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725. Do better making butter with the cream,
sell it retail.
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726. Make smearcase for the children,
feed what's left to my hogs.
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727. - She talks to herself.
- All the time.
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728. - Your ma's funny.
- She ain't our ma.
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729. We just live at her house.
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730. - Where are your folks?
- Someplace.
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731. My daddy's in Detroit.
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732. Mary!
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733. Honey.
Good morning, Miz Cooper.
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734. Guess what.
I'm saving up to buy you a charm bracelet.
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735. Never mind the gewgaws.
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736. Don't forget your visit this Sunday,
and come to church with us.
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737. See ya Sunday, love.
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738. Take your baskets in, children.
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739. Women is fools.
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740. All of 'em.
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741. Look a-there.
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742. She'll be losing her mind
to a tricky mouth and a fool moon.
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743. And like as not,
I'll be settled with the consequences.
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744. Here's what you owe me.
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745. One, two, three, four, five —
Where's the other basket?
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746. - Where's Ruby?
- She went.
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747. John, you go find Ruby.
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748. Big Ruby's my bothersome girl.
She can't get eggs without bustin' them.
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749. But she's got mother hands with the young 'uns,
so what are you to say?
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750. How about tonight, Ruby?
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751. - What gives?
- The old lady's around.
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752. How about Thursday?
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753. The old gal thinks she comes in
for sewing lessons on Thursday.
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754. Miz Cooper wants you.
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755. And will you show me
your dolly, little lady?
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756. I see you got two more peeps in your brood.
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757. Yeah, and ornerier than the rest.
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758. How's your own boy, Miz Cooper?
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759. Haven't heard from Ralph
since last Christmas.
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760. Don't matter though.
I've got a new crop.
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761. I'm a strong tree
with branches for many birds.
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762. I'm good for somethin' in this old world,
and I know it too.
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763. Now, old pharaoh,
he was king of Egypt land...
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764. and he had a daughter.
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765. And once upon a time...
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766. she was walkin' along by the riverbank...
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767. and she seen somethin' bumpin' and scrapin'
along on a sandbar down under the willows.
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768. - And you know what it was, children?
- No.
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769. Now, it was a skiff, washed up on the bar.
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770. And who do you reckon was in it?
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771. Pearl and John.
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772. Not this time.
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773. There was only one young 'un —
a little boy babe.
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774. - And you know who he was, children?
- No.
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775. It was Moses — a king of men.
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776. Moses, children.
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777. Now off to bed with you.
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778. John, get me an apple.
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779. And get one for yourself too.
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780. John, where are your folks?
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781. - Dead.
- Dead?
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782. Where are you from?
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783. Upriver.
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784. Well, I didn't figure you'd rowed that skiff
all the way up from Parkersburg.
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785. Tell me that story again.
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786. Story? What story, honey?
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787. About them kings...
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788. and the queen found down on the sandbar
that time on the skiff.
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789. Kings? Why, there was only one king, honey.
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790. I mind you said there was two.
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791. Well, shoot now.
Maybe there was.
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792. Yes, come to think of it,
there was two.
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793. Must be Thursday.
Here comes Ruby.
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794. Here I go.
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795. Why, you're Ruby.
Ain't you, my child?
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796. - Can I have this?
- Surely.
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797. I'd like to talk to you, my dear.
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798. - Will you buy me an ice cream?
- Of course.
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799. - Watch out, Preacher.
- Why, Preacher.
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800. Shut your dirty mouths.
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801. Ain't I pretty?
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802. Why, you're the prettiest thing
I ever seen in all my wanderin'.
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803. Ain't nobody never told you that, Ruby?
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804. No. No one never did.
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805. There's, uh, two new ones
out your place, ain't there?
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806. Uh-huh.
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807. - What's their names?
- Pearl and John.
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808. Ah, yeah. Is there a doll?
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809. Only they don't never
let me play with it.
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810. Ah!
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811. Did you ever see such pretty eyes
in all your born days?
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812. Don't let him get away, sugar.
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813. He ain't like you all. Next time, I won't
even ask him to buy me an ice cream.
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814. I've been bad.
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815. Ruby, you didn't have money
to buy this.
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816. - You'll whip me.
- When did I ever?
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817. - This man at the drugstore, he gave me —
- The drugstore?
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818. Miz Cooper, I never been
to sewin' lessons all them times.
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819. What you been up to, Ruby?
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820. I been out with men.
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821. Child.
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822. Oh, my God.
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823. You were lookin' for love, Ruby,
in the only foolish way you knew how.
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824. We all need love, Ruby.
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825. I lost the love of my son.
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826. I found it with you all.
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827. You're gonna grow up
to be a strong, fine woman...
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828. and I'm gonna see to it that you do.
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829. This gentleman weren't like them.
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830. He just give me a book
and buy me an ice cream.
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831. - Now, who was this?
- He didn't ask me for nothin'.
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832. What'd you talk about?
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833. Pearl and John.
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834. John and Pearl?
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835. - Is he their pap?
- I don't know.
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836. Wonder why he hasn't
been to the house.
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837. Oh, Miz Cooper! Miz Cooper!
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838. - What?
- The man! The man!
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839. Good mornin', ladies.
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840. How do?
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841. Why, you're Miz Cooper, I take it.
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842. It's about that John and that Pearl?
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843. Oh, them poor little lambs.
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844. To think I never hoped
to see them again in this world.
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845. Oh, dear madam, if you was to know
what a crown of thorns I've borne...
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846. in my search for them stray chicks.
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847. Ruby, go fetch them kids.
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848. Oh, madam,
I see you're lookin' at my hands.
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849. Would you like me to tell you
the little story of left hand and right hand —
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850. the tale of good and evil?
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851. It was with this left hand that old brother Cain
struck the blow that laid his brother low —
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852. Them kids is yours?
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853. My own flesh and blood.
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854. Where's your missus?
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855. Uh, she run off with a drummer —
during prayer meetin'.
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856. - Where's she at?
- Down the river somewheres.
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857. Parkersburg maybe or Cincinnati —
one of them Sodoms on the Ohio River.
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858. She took them kids with her?
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859. Oh, heaven only knows
what unholy sights and sounds...
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860. them innocent little babes has heard in
the dens of perdition where she dragged 'em.
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861. Right funny, ain't it, how they rowed
all the way upriver in a 10-foot johnboat.
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862. Are they well, Miz Cooper?
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863. A sight better than they was.
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864. Gracious, gracious.
You are a good woman, Miz Cooper.
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865. How you figurin' to raise them two
without a woman?
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866. The Lord will provide.
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867. The Lord is merciful.
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868. Oh, what a day this is.
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869. And there's little John.
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870. - What's wrong, John?
- Come to me, boy.
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871. - What's wrong, John?
- Didn't you hear me, boy?
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872. John, when your dad says come,
you should mind him.
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873. He ain't my dad.
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874. No. And he ain't no preacher neither.
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875. Just march yourself yonder
to your horse, mister.
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876. March, mister! I'm not foolin'!
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877. All right, but you haven't heard
the last of Harry Powell yet.
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878. The Lord God Jehovah
will guide my hand in vengeance.
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879. You devils!
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880. You Whores of Babylon!
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881. I'll be back when it's dark!
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882. Shame on you, Ruby...
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883. mooning around the house
after that mad dog of a man.
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884. Merciful heavens!
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885. Ruby, go get the children out of bed
and bring them down here.
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886. Women are such durn fools.
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887. It's a hard world for little things.
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888. Now, there was this sneakin',
no-account, ornery King Herod.
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889. And when he heard tell
of little Jesus growin' up...
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890. he figured, "Well, shoot, there won't
be no room for the both of us.
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891. I'll just nip this in the bud."
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892. But he wasn't sure which of all them
babies in the land was King Jesus.
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893. So that cruel old King Herod figured
if he was to kill all the babies in the land...
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894. he'd be sure and get little Jesus.
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895. And when little King Jesus' ma and pa
heard about this plan...
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896. what do you reckon
they went and done?
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897. - They hid in a broom closet.
- They hid under the porch.
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898. No. They went a-runnin'.
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899. Well, now, John, you're right.
That's just what they done.
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900. And little King Jesus' ma and pa
saddled a mule...
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901. and they rode all the way down
into Egypt land.
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902. Yeah. And that's where the queen
found 'im in the "billy rushes."
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903. Oh, no. That wasn't the same story at all.
That was little King Moses.
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904. But just the same, it did seem
like it was a plague time for little ones...
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905. them olden days, them hard, hard times.
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906. Figured I was gone, huh?
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907. Run! Hide in the staircase!
Run quick!
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908. Ruby! Git!
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909. - What do you want?
- I want them kids.
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910. - What do you want them for?
- That's none of your business, madam.
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911. I'm giving you to the count of three
to get out of here.
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912. Then I'm comin' across the kitchen shooting.
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913. Miz Booher? Rachel Cooper.
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914. Get your state troopers out to my place.
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915. I got somethin' trapped in my barn.
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916. I'll go see to Pearl.
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917. I'll make coffee.
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918. She's all right.
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919. John, you know, when you're little...
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920. you have more endurance
than God is ever to grant you again?
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921. Children are man at his strongest.
They abide.
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922. Why didn't you call us before now?
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923. Didn't want your dirty shoes
trackin' up my clean floors.
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924. - Is that him, ma'am?
- Yes.
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925. Mind where you shoot, boys.
There are children here.
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926. Harry Powell, you're under arrest
for the murder of Willa Harper.
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927. Drop that knife, Powell.
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928. Don't.
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929. Don't!
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930. Don't!
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931. - Here! Here!
- John! John!
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932. Take it back, Dad! Take it back!
I don't want it, Dad!
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933. It's too much! Here!
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934. Here!
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935. Lynch him! Lynch him!
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936. Bluebeard!
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937. - Twenty-five wives!
- And he killed every last one of 'em!
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938. - The people of Marshall County —
- Bluebeard!
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939. Lynch him! Lynch him!
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940. Will you identify the prisoner?
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941. Please, little lad.
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942. Won't you look yonder
and tell the court...
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943. if that is the man
that killed your mother?
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944. It's all right, Mrs. Cooper.
You can take the little fellow away.
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945. Merry Christmas to you and yours,
Mrs. Cooper.
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946. And what's Santa Claus going
to bring you for Christmas, little man?
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947. Oh-ho.
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948. Bluebeard! Bluebeard! Bluebeard!
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949. Bring out that bluebeard!
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950. There's Pearl!
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951. Get your coats.
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952. Them's her orphans!
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953. - Where's Ruby?
- She went.
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954. Them poor little lambs!
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955. Them is the ones
he sinned against, my friends!
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956. Go out the back door.
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957. Don't just stand around. Come on.
They're bringing him out.
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958. Ain't we goin' to the bus depot?
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959. Draggin' the name of the Lord
through the evil mud of his soul!
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960. String that bluebeard
up to a pole!
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961. He's Satan hidin' behind the cross!
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962. Come on!
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963. I love him.
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964. You think he's like them others.
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965. You were so mad, you shot him.
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966. - Hey, Bart.
- Yeah?
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967. We're savin' this bird up for you.
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968. This time, it'll be a privilege.
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969. I'm glad they didn't send me nothin'.
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970. Whenever they do, it's nothin' I want...
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971. but just something to show me how fancy
and smart they come up in the world.
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972. Brrr! Brrr! Mmm!
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973. Can we give you
your Christmas presents now?
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974. Shoot. You don't mean to say
you got me a present?
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975. Shoot now.
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976. Ruby.
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977. A potholder.
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978. And it's much neater
than last year, Ruby.
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979. Clary.
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980. Another potholder.
Now, ain't that thoughtful?
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981. I'm always burnin' my hands.
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982. Oh, this doesn't look basted.
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983. This looks made.
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984. Oh, and you finished the edge
with a chain stitch.
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985. Oh, that's just dandy, Clary.
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986. Another potholder?
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987. Oh, now, did you two
make this together?
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988. You helped us some.
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989. That's the richest gift
a body could have.
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990. And your presents are in the cupboard
under the china closet.
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991. Ruby.
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992. This is yours.
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993. Oh, look what you've got!
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994. Lord save little children.
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995. You'd think the world would be ashamed to
name such a day as Christmas for one of them...
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996. and then go on in the same old way.
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997. My soul is humble when I see the way
little ones accept their lot.
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998. Lord save little children.
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999. The wind blows, and the rains are cold.
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1000. Yet they abide.
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1001. That watch sure is a fine loud ticker.
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1002. Be nice to have someone around the house
who can give me the right time of day.
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1003. This watch
is the nicest watch I ever had.
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1004. Well, a fella just can't go round
with rundown, busted watches.
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1005. They abide, and they endure.
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