Yes sir, Could I just pass this note to Mr. Finch, please sir? It hasn't got anything to do with the trial.
It's Calpurnia, isn't it?
Judge, I-this note is from my sister. She says my children are missing, haven't turned up since noon..I..could you-
They're right up yonder in the colored balcony-been precisely one-eighteen p.m.
I've no idea. You've been here all afternoon? Go home with Calpurnia and get your supper-and stay home.
We've won haven't we?
The jury might be out and back in a minute, we don't know- Well, you've heard it all, so you might as well hear the rest. Tell you what, you all can come back when you've eaten your supper-eat slowly, now, you won't miss anything important-and if the jury's still out, you can wait with us. But I expect it'll be over before you get back.
Aw, Atticus, let us come back. Please let us hear the verdict, please sir.
Mister Jem, I thought you was gettin' some kinda head on your shoulder-the very idea, she's your little sister! The very idea, sir! You oughta be perfectly ashamed of yourself-ain't you got any sense at all?