Mary Acres

Mrs. Esme Cordelia Hoggett: [horn honks] Now, it's all very simple. Just half an hour at 350 degrees. I've given you rabbit casserole on Friday. Now, for Duchess, it's liver in the morning, heart for the evening. Except for Fridays, if it's steak in the morning and the cooked liver at night. Warm it up in a frying pan for a bit, but test it before you give it to her because she bites into it before she knows what's what, the silly darling. That'll be the bus. Oh! Farewell.

Farmer Hoggett: Have a nice time. Farewell.

Mrs. Esme Cordelia Hoggett: Hello, everyone!

Mrs. Esme Cordelia Hoggett: Oh, dearie me, Valda. I know I have to be at the National Conference. I am the Assistant General Secretary of the Northeast Region after all, but I do worry about leaving that man alone.

Valda: Yet acting a bit strange?

Mrs. Esme Cordelia Hoggett: Just silly facts. Odd little facts only a wife would notice. Yet, I suppose he can't get up to too much mischief in just three days, can he?

Valda: Of course not.

Babe: Oh. Nice evening. Disgrace about the weather. Nasty cough!

Babe: It's alright. Really! I'm just, well...bless you.

Farmer Hoggett: [Then he tosses the cat out into the pouring rain] Enough!