The Yearling
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:28:02
You reckon it's fixing to do damage?
:28:46
Rotted!
:28:48
Most of them rotted!
:28:50
Our whole crop!
:28:52
IKeep turning them so's they all
get a mite of heat.

:28:56
Most of these beans is molded.
:28:59
Six days of rain. We just as good
to quit fighting and lay down and die.

:29:04
Well, Job takened worse punishment.
:29:07
That's right, find the good in it!
:29:16
Get out of that,
you dad-ratted varmint!

:29:19
Ma! Ma! Don't hit him again.
:29:23
That ends it.
That critter gives me no peace.

:29:26
He can't come in this house, never.
:29:28
He's just hungry, Ma.
He ain't had much.

:29:31
- Lock him up in the barn. If he...
- Leave off, the both of you.

:29:35
Ain't it enough to have trouble
pouring on us out of the skies?

:29:39
Has a man got to die to find peace?

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