| "Oh, I adore Bessie Smith", they mutter | |
| (Crowd mutter) We can talk this out. | |
| (Girls mutter) | |
| (all mutter) - Now, see, lads, there's more to it, eh? - (discontent increases) | |
| (all mutter) | |
| "Oh, I adore Bessie Smith", they mutter | |
| (Crowd mutter) We can talk this out. | |
| (Girls mutter) | |
| (all mutter) - Now, see, lads, there's more to it, eh? - (discontent increases) | |
| (all mutter) | |
| "Remember the Alamo." [Gracie mutters] | |
| ( Drake mutters ) | |
| ( mutters ) Are we going to wait for Rupert before we open that? | |
| ( mutters ) Look, Daddy. | |
| ( mutters ) No, it's all right, Evan, come in. | |
| "Remember the Alamo." [Gracie mutters] | |
| ( Drake mutters ) | |
| ( mutters ) Are we going to wait for Rupert before we open that? | |
| ( mutters ) Look, Daddy. | |
| ( mutters ) No, it's all right, Evan, come in. | |
| "'Tis some visitor," I muttered... | |
| "'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, | |
| "And muttered simply, 'It means nothing. | |
| "As he loosened his manhood from beneath his robes, "the bishop muttered a Latin prayer... "and then, with a mighty thrust, drove it into her very entrails." | |
| "He wouldn't have got away from me," he muttered and opened the box. | |
| "And, not knowing why, "Keep muttering... Away | |
| "What are you muttering? | |
| "Where's my drink, Spider, you muttering, stuttering..." | |
| ( all muttering ) | |
| ( crowd muttering ) Slaves you were and slaves you remain, But the terrible penalty of crucifixion | |
| "'Tis some visitor," I muttered... | |
| "'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, | |
| "And muttered simply, 'It means nothing. | |
| "As he loosened his manhood from beneath his robes, "the bishop muttered a Latin prayer... "and then, with a mighty thrust, drove it into her very entrails." | |
| "He wouldn't have got away from me," he muttered and opened the box. | |
| "And, not knowing why, "Keep muttering... Away | |
| "What are you muttering? | |
| "Where's my drink, Spider, you muttering, stuttering..." | |
| ( all muttering ) | |
| ( crowd muttering ) Slaves you were and slaves you remain, But the terrible penalty of crucifixion | |
