《杀死一只知更鸟 To Kill a Mockingbird 1962》英中字幕.doc

目 录 CD1 2 CD2 19  CD1 Maycomb was a tired, old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow it was hotter then. Mens stiff collars wilted by 9:00 in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon, after their 3:00 naps... and by nightfall were like soft tea cakes... with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum. The day was 24 hours long, but it seemed longer. There was no hurry, for there was nowhere to go... and nothing to buy; no money to buy it with. Although Maycomb County had recently been told... that it had nothing to fear but fear itself. That summer I was six years old. - Good morning, Mr. Cunningham. - Good morning, miss. My daddys getting dressed. Would you like me to call him for you ? - I dont care to bother. - Why, its no bother, Mr. Cunningham. Hell be happy to see you. Atticus ! Atticus ? Its Mr. Cunningham. - Good morning, Walter. - Good morning, Mr. Finch. I didnt want to bother you none. I brung you these here hickory nuts as part of my entailment. Well, I thank you. The collards we had last week were delicious. Well, morning. Morning. Scout, I think maybe, uh, next time Mr. Cunningham comes, you better not call me. - I thought youd want to thank him. - Oh, I do. I think it embarrasses him to be thanked. Why does he bring you all this stuff ? Hes paying me for some legal work I did for him. Why does he pay you like this ? Thats the only way he can. He has no money. - Is he poor ? - Yes. Are we poor ? We are, indeed. Are we as poor as the Cunninghams ? No, not exactly. Cunninghams are country folks, farmers. - The crash hit them the hardest. Scout, call your brother. Atticus ? Jems up in the tree. He says he wont come down until you agree to play football for the Methodists. Jem ? Son, why dont you come down out of there now and have your breakfast. Calpurnia has a good one. Hot biscuits. Not til you agree to play football for the Methodists. Oh, son, I cant do that. Im too old to get out th