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Libisema: 1
Radley pecans will kill you.
Libisema: 2
try to climb into other people's skin and walk around in it
Libisema: 3
Spit it out right now
It was sticking in that tree, the one coming from school
Libisema: 4
I could do nothing in a dress .
You aren't supposed to be doing things that require pants
Libisema: 5
No it's not. It's snowing.
The world's endin' Atticus! Please do something
Libisema: 6
Cal said she's been cussing fluently for a week now
See me afterwards, young lady.
Libisema: 7
Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird
Libisema: 8
Any time you want to.
Cal, can I come see you sometimes?
Libisema: 9
Your cousin wrote this. He was a beautiful character.
Why, Atticus said he went around the bend at the Univeristy.
Said he'd tried to shoot the president.
Libisema: 10
Hey Mr. Cunningham. How's your entailment gettin' along?
Libisema: 11
Sort of rough. Cold. Dusty. Why?
How does a snake feel?
I think there's one under my bed. Can you come look?
Libisema: 12
Go back in the house.
I don't look for any trouble, but I can't guarantee there won't be any
Libisema: 13
I was scared sir.
Why did you run.
Libisema: 14
I got something that'll settle your stomach.
Dill you watch out now
Libisema: 15
No son, it's not right
I'm sorry, brother
It ain't right, Atticus
Libisema: 16
That's what I thought too.
I think there's just one kind of folks. Folks
Libisema: 17
Don't you want to grow up to be a lawyer.
That Stephanie's a card.
nome, just a lady
well, you won't get very far till you start wearing dresses more often
Libisema: 18
I never wanta hear about that courthouse again, you hear me
Jem how can you hate Hitler so bad and then turn around and be ugly about folks right at home.
Libisema: 19
It might be because he knows in his heart that very few people in Maycomb really believed his and Mayella's yarns
I don't like it, Atticus, I don't like it at all
Libisema: 20
Nobody's gonna hush anything up Mr. Finch.
I'm sorry if i spoke harshly, Heck. But nobody's hushing this up. I don't live that way
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