Song of the South
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:33:02
Toby: Dat's why!
:33:05
Toby: Sho is lucky I was wid you.
Johnny: What's that for?

:33:09
Toby: Test whether de wind blowin' good or
bad. An' if it's blowin' towards de bull, dat ain't good.

:33:14
Toby: 'Cause den he smell you
comin' an ketch you on his horns sho!

:33:18
Toby: De best way is to don't cut 'cross dar 'tall.
Johnny: Giddy-ap! Gidday-ap!

:33:44
Joe: We oughta drown him.
Jake: Sure, he's the runt.

:33:47
Joe: Yeah.
Ginny: This here's my puppy! You leave 'im 'lone.

:33:50
Jake: Aw, go on, Ginny. Ha ha ha.
Toby: Them de Faber boys. My maw don't low me to play wid dem.

:33:56
Toby: Yo' maw don't neither.. If she ketch you.
:34:06
Joe: You leggo o' him
befo' I knock yo' head clean off.

:34:11
Jake: Where'd ya git them funny lookin' clothes?
Joe: Yeah.

:34:15
Jake: Lookit that lace collar.
Look, Joe.

:34:19
Joe: What's your name li'l girl?
Jake: Lookit the little girlie wearin' a lace collar!

:34:25
Joe: Wearin' a lace collar!
Jake and Joe: Wearin' a lace collar!

:34:30
Jake and Joe: Wearin' a lace collar!
Wearin' a lace collar!

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