To Kill a Mockingbird Page #4

- Where's Atticus?

I can't see your daddy now either.

- I wonder where in the world--

- Scout,Jem.

What in the world

are you doin' here?

Hello, Atticus.

What are you doin' here?

We came down to find out

where Boo Radley was locked up.

We wanted to see the bats.

I want you all back home

right away.

- Yes, sir.

- Run along now.

I'll see you there for dinner.

Hey, howdy, Cap'n.

- Mr Ewell.

- Cap'n, l--

I'm real sorry they picked you to defend

that n*gger that raped my Mayella.

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

myself instead of goin' to the sheriff.

I'd have saved you and the sheriff

and the taxpayers lots oftrouble.

- Excuse me, Mr Ewell. I'm very busy.

- Hey, Captain...

somebody told mejust now...

they thought that you believed

Tom Robinson's story agin ours.

You know what I said?

I said, "You wrong, man.

You dead wrong!

Mr Finch ain't takin'

his story against ours."

- They was wrong, wasn't they?

- I'm appointed to defend Tom Robinson.

Now that he's been charged,

that's what I intend to do.

- You takin' his story--

- If you'll excuse me.

What kind of man are you?

You got children ofyour own.

I think we ought to stay right here

in Miss Stephanie's yard.

You don't have to come along,

Angel May.

What are you gonna do?

Gonna look in a window

at the Radley house...

and see ifwe can

get a look at Boo Radley!

Come on.

- Please. I'm scared.

- Then go home ifyou're scared!

I swear, you act more

like a girl all the time.

- Come on.

- Wait for me. I'm coming.

We'll go around back...

and crawl under the high wire fence

at the rear ofthe Radley lot.

I don't believe

we can be seen from there.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Hold it up for me.

Don't make a sound.

Spit on it.

All right.

Spit some more.

All right.

Come on.

Come on. Hurry!

Hurry!

Quick! Come on!

Quiet!

- What are you gonna do for pants?

- I don't know.

You come on in now.

I better go.

Coming, Aunt Stephanie!

So long.

I'll see you next summer.

So long!

I'm comin'!

- I'm goin' back after my pants.

- Please,Jem. Come on in the house.

I can't go in without my pants.

- Then I'm goin' to call Atticus.

- No, you're not.

Now listen. Atticus ain't never

whipped me since I can remember...

and I plan to keep it that way.

- Then I'm goin' with you.

- You ain't! Now you stay right here.

I'll be back

before you can count to ten.

One, two...

three, four--

Come on in.

Five...

six, seven, eight...

nine, ten...

What was that? What is it?

What happened?

What's goin' on? What is it?

What is it?

Will somebody please tell me

what's goin' on?

Mr Radley shot at a prowler

out in his collard patch.

A prowler? Oh, Maudie!

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