Molly Middleton: We can't go up to Heaven's Gate without a cake, can we, Mommy?
Elsa Middleton: No, darling, we certainly can't.
Amy: I wish you'd let me help you, Mrs. Middleton.
Molly Middleton: This is work that only Mommy and I can do.
Elsa Middleton: This is a very special day. It only happens twice a year.
Amy: Twice a year? What makes this day different from any other day?
Elsa Middleton: This is the day that Molly and I call May Saturday. The other one comes in September.
Molly Middleton: We call that September Saturday.

Molly Middleton: You were almost late, Daddy.
Dr. Donald Middleton: Almost never won first prize. Say, where do you want us to sit?
Molly Middleton: Oh, as if you didn't know.
Dr. Donald Middleton: No, honestly, I've forgotten.
Molly Middleton: You've forgotten where we sit when we picnic at Heaven's Gate? Oh, Daddy! Have you forgotten, too, Mommy? Do I have to tell you?
Elsa Middleton: Afraid so.
Molly Middleton: Right over there, where we always sit every May and September.

Rolfe Brent: Don, I want to talk to you.
Dr. Donald Middleton: There's nothing to talk about.
Rolfe Brent: Now, wait a minute. The blame isn't all on one side, you know. It won't do you a bit of harm to listen to the truth. I didn't take Elsa from you. You gave her to me.
Dr. Donald Middleton: What are you talking about?
Rolfe Brent: You were at the office or the laboratory morning, noon, and night.

Rolfe Brent: Hello, Molly.
Molly Middleton: Hello.
[Rolfe reaches to down to pick up Molly, but she backs away from him]
Rolfe Brent: Well, what's wrong?
Molly Middleton: I don't like to be picked up. Except by my daddy.
Rolfe Brent: Well, he's not here just now, Molly. Won't you let me do it?
Molly Middleton: You don't know how a daddy does.
Rolfe Brent: I could learn.
Molly Middleton: It's very hard to learn, sir.
Rolfe Brent: Let's have a trial. Let's pretend I'm the daddy and you're the little girl.
Molly Middleton: But I *am* the little girl!

Rolfe Brent: Look here, why don't the two of you come and go riding with me sometime?
Dr. Donald Middleton: Thanks, Brent. Mrs. Middleton might. The only thing I ride is that old bus of mine. It bounces just as much, but it doesn't bite.
Rolfe Brent: How about you, Mrs. Middleton?
Elsa Middleton: Oh, I haven't ridden in years. I don't know if I could.
Rolfe Brent: Oh, of course you could. You used to be great.
Molly Middleton: Of course you could, Mommy. You just get on them and go.
Dr. Donald Middleton: But don't you let her take any of those jumps until she's all set.
Rolfe Brent: You can trust me, Doctor. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, Mrs. Middleton, around ten o'clock?
Dr. Donald Middleton: She'll get a big kick out of it.
Molly Middleton: She doesn't want to get kicked, Daddy.

Rolfe Brent: Why don't you like me, Molly? I like you. I like you and your mother and your daddy.
Molly Middleton: I don't care! We don't like you! We wish you'd go away and never come back!
Rolfe Brent: Who's we, Molly? Your mother?
[Molly nods]
Rolfe Brent: Are you sure?
[Molly runs away]

Rolfe Brent: You know, Don, I have too much time to play, and maybe you haven't enough.
Dr. Donald Middleton: Oh, I have all I want. Elsa can represent me in the sporting world.
Rolfe Brent: Well, if I had such a charming representative, I'd retire to the sidelines, too.
Dr. Donald Middleton: You playboys are the ones who are really on the sidelines.

Rolfe Brent: You know, Don, it's uncommon that you would risk such a lovely girl with someone as susceptible as I am.
Dr. Donald Middleton: Well, if you don't think I worry about it, you're crazy.

Dr. Donald Middleton: [after Molly falls down] Are you hurt?
Molly Middleton: [rubbing her bottom] I think I might have a little fever.

Dr. Donald Middleton: Did you and Mommy get into any mischief while I was gone?
Molly Middleton: No, I haven't thought of any good mischief, and Mommy's been too busy riding.