(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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Who? Who? Their names, their names!
Abby, I may think of you softly from time to time. But I will cut off my hand before I’ll ever reach for you again
She made me do it! She made Betty do it!
How can it be the Devil? Why would he choose my house to strike? We have all manner of licentious . people in the village!
The Devil is precise; the marks of his presence are definite as stone
You loved me, John Proctor, and whatever sin it is, you love me yet!
This woman must be hanged! She must be taken and hanged!
Sarah Good? Did you ever see Sarah Good with him? Or Osburn?
I’ve heard you to be a sensible man, Mr. Hale. I hope you’ll leave some of it in Salem.
I don’t compact with no Devil!
She hates me, uncle, she must, for I would not be her slave
There be no blush about my name.
Pray calm your-selves. I have eleven children, and I am twenty-six times a grandma, and I have seen them all through their silly seasons
But if you trafficked with spirits in the forest I must know it now, for surely my enemies will, and they will ruin me with it
Your name in the town - it is entirely white, is it not?
And I look - and there was Goody Good. [...] Aye Sir, and Goody Osbourn
She is blackening my name in the village!
Witchery’s a hangin’ error, a hangin’ like they done in Boston two year ago!
I saw Sarah Good with the Devil! I saw Goody Osburn with the Devil! I saw Bridget Bishop with the Devil!
I didn’t see no Devil! Shaking Betty: Betty, wake up. Betty! Betty!
My name is good in the village! I will not have it said my name is soiled! Goody Proctor is a gossiping liar!
THIS IS NOT A QUOTE. BAD LUCK
the whole country’s talkin’ witchcraft! They’ll be callin’ us witches, Abby!
You beg me to conjure! She beg me make charm
I’ll have my men on you, Corey! I’ll clap a writ on you!