1. I just don't want him beating on me all the time, I ain't no dog.
2. You're a very bright boy, John Grimes.
3. You slap her again, you black bastard, and I swear to God that I'll kill you.
4. Boy, ain't it time you was thinking about your soul?
5. Lord, sprinkle the doorpost of this house with the blood of the Lamb to keep all the wicked men away.
6. I hate him! I hate him! Big, black, prancing tomcat of a nigger!
7. Ma, I'm going. I'm a-going this morning.
8. All right, baby. I guess you don't never want to see me no more, not a miserable black sinner like me.
9. I ain't the first man been made to fall on account of a wicked woman.
10. I'm going to have my baby and I'm going to bring him up to be a man . . . . If he don't drink nothing but moonshine all his natural days he be a better man than his Daddy.
11. Gabriel . . . that Royal . . . he were your flesh and blood, weren't he?
12. I'm ready, I'm coming. I'm on my way.
