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Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Don't you dare poke with that old stick! Col. Lloyd:
You'd better learn some respect for your elders. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
I won't respect anyone who pokes me with a stick! Col. Lloyd:
For a little girl, you've got a bad temper! Miss Lloyd Sherman:
That's your fault. Col. Lloyd:
What? Who are you? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
They call me the little colonel. Col. Lloyd:
What under the sun do they call you that for? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Because I'm so much like you. Col. Lloyd:
What? How are you like me? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Because I stop my foot when I get mad, and I get all red in the face! I holler back at people, too! Col. Lloyd:
Look at you! You're a pretty sight. What are you running around the country for, like poor white trash? I don't know who your mother is, but whoever she is, she ought to teach you some manners. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
[throwing mud on him]
Don't you dare say anything bad about my mother! Col. Lloyd:
Whose child is that? Becky Porter:
How can I tell you, sir, when you don't want nobody to even say her name? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
I'm Lloyd Sherman, that's who I am! Col. Lloyd:
Lloyd Sherman! Becky Porter:
Come on now, child, your mama's mighty worried about you. Col. Lloyd:
I - I didn't know. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Oh, that's all right. Goodbye, Grandfather
Don't you dare poke with that old stick! Col. Lloyd:
You'd better learn some respect for your elders. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
I won't respect anyone who pokes me with a stick! Col. Lloyd:
For a little girl, you've got a bad temper! Miss Lloyd Sherman:
That's your fault. Col. Lloyd:
What? Who are you? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
They call me the little colonel. Col. Lloyd:
What under the sun do they call you that for? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Because I'm so much like you. Col. Lloyd:
What? How are you like me? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Because I stop my foot when I get mad, and I get all red in the face! I holler back at people, too! Col. Lloyd:
Look at you! You're a pretty sight. What are you running around the country for, like poor white trash? I don't know who your mother is, but whoever she is, she ought to teach you some manners. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
[throwing mud on him]
Don't you dare say anything bad about my mother! Col. Lloyd:
Whose child is that? Becky Porter:
How can I tell you, sir, when you don't want nobody to even say her name? Miss Lloyd Sherman:
I'm Lloyd Sherman, that's who I am! Col. Lloyd:
Lloyd Sherman! Becky Porter:
Come on now, child, your mama's mighty worried about you. Col. Lloyd:
I - I didn't know. Miss Lloyd Sherman:
Oh, that's all right. Goodbye, Grandfather
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Look at you You're a pretty sight
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What are you running around the country for like poor white trash
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I don't know who your mother is
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but whoever she is she oughta teach you better
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Don't you dare say anything about my mother
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Whose child is that
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How can I tell you sir when you don't want nobody to even say her name
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I'm Lloyd Sherman That's who I am
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Lloyd Sherman
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Lloyd Come honey
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Your mama's mighty worried about you
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Well I'm sorry I didn't know
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Oh that's all right Good bye Grandfather
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Movie Summary
In the post-Civil war south, a darling little girl attempts to restore the peace between her parents and her plantation owner grandfather.
