Tom Sawyer Page #2

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townsfolk here to St. Petersburg.

Becky Thatcher. Say hello, Becky!

Good day.

And this is her father, Judge Thatcher.

- You're very welcome.

- You're too kind.

No, quite the contrary. Sit down!

We're studying for the Bible prize.

For every Bible verse

learned, one gets...

She looked at me.

For ten blue cards you get a red.

For ten red you get a yellow card.

And for ten yellow slips yet get a gift.

A thousand verses, that's quite a lot.

Who has already won a yellow card?

A yellow and three red.

And I don't drink dirty water.

Sid...

that's no reason to cry. Well, Sid?

He's fine.

I have ten yellow cards, sir.

How many?

- Ten. Ten yellow, sir.

- What's your name?

Tom. Tom Sawyer, Sir.

Ten yellow cards. In fact, this is remarkable.

Come on forward! Show us your ten yellow cards!

Where did he get those??

Six, seven, eight, nine... ten.

- Gee, a thousand verses.

- Can I have the gift now?

The Bible, the Book of Books, written by God's hand.

Worth 40 cents. For you, Thomas.

Congratulations.

Thank you, sir.

Thomas! Don't you want

to tell us a few things...

that you've learned?

No doubt you know... the twelve.

- Twelve?

- The disciples of Jesus. His companions.

Tell the judge! The names of

the first two disciples are...

David and Goliath.

Fence painting.

That's n*gger work.

You don't have a clue.

I guess hardly any of 1,000

boys know how to do it right.

Have you ever seen the like?

- Anyone can do this.

- You'd better believe me! Wait! Sid!

- Sid!

- What?

- Have you ever painted the fence?

- Nope.

You see! And Sid is smarter than you.

Don't worry, old man! Each may do only what he can.

I can do that, too. I'll show you.

- You can't.

- Yes I can.

- I can prove it to you.

- I'd leave you to it...

but Aunt Polly takes fence painting very seriously.

I'd let you do it, too, if it were my fence.

But it's not your fence.

I'll give you my apple.

- You can't tell anyone.

- Word of honor, you're a great guy, Tom.

I know that.

What are you doing here?

Can I paint, too?

- If you give me your sword.

- Here.

Thoroughly nice, Ben! Aunt Polly's

going to check things pretty thoroughly.

You need us to paint, too.

- What will you give me for it?

- Our top.

Great. And pretty neat!

I want to paint, too.

My slingshot?

Over there, there's still some room.

Hey Hucky.

When the devil comes...

to claim the souls of

the freshly buried...

well then you throw

the cat after Satan...

and call out:
"Devil on the body...

Cat to the devil, warts on

the cat!" and you're fine.

The skin around the wart thickens.

Come on!

- The dead hear nothing, right?

- They hearing everything.

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