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Leave them cakes. We'll look after them.
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We gonna have to take him to the doctor.
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I reckon we just have to.
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We ought to send word from Gillespie's...
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have someone get that grave ready.
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I just never wanna be beholden to none but her flesh and blood.
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Who can't dig a damn hole in the ground?
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It ain't respectful talking that way about your Ma's grave!
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You just don't know what it is.
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You never pure loved her, none of you.
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I thought I told you to leave them clothes to home.
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Pepper! Come on, mule.