Mister, Nettie & Lily Of The Field

[Mister]
You got some pretty teeth, Nettie

[Nettie] (spoken)
Celie got pretty teeth too, don't you think

[Mister]
And your skin dazzle my eyes like the moon light the night

[Nettie] (spoken)
Thank you

[Mister]
That's a real pretty dress, Nettie

[Nettie] (spoken)
You married to my sister

[Mister]
And them shoes look just right on them pretty little feets

[Nettie] (spoken)
I got to get to school

[Mister]
I need some sugar for my sweet tooth, Nettie

[Nettie] (spoken)
Don't you come over here

[Mister]
When you gonna let me lick your lollipop?

[Mister]
Ahh!

[Celie]
Dear God! Don't take my Nettie!

[Mister] (spoken)
You ain't never gonna hear from her! Ever!

[Celie] (spoken)
Don't do this! Don't hurt her!

[Mister] (spoken)
You even try to find her, she'll be the one to pay!

[Nettie] (spoken)
Don't forget me, Celie!

[Celie] (spoken)
Nettie, write to me!

[Mister] (spoken)
Get off my property!

[Nettie] (spoken)
I'll write to you every day. Nothin' but death will keep me from it!

[Celie] (spoken)
Nettie!

[Mister] (spoken)
Yo sister dead to ya! Dead!

[Celie]
You can't do this! You can't do this!
Why you do this, dear God?

What you done with my sister?
How this play in your plan?
Won't you bring back my Nettie?
You the only one who can.

I never ask for anything
But I'm askin' for this
If I'm really a lily of the field
You will answer my prayer
Or you're no God at all.

[Mister] (spoken)
What you think you doin'?
You go near that mailbox, I'll kill you.

[Celie]
So many winters grey and summers blue.

[Celie] (whispered)
She must be dead.

[Celie]
What kind of God are you?