Dorothy: Daisy. Didn't the Sunshine Cadets teach you anything about honesty and decency and respect for your elders?
Daisy: I think that was scheduled for the weekend campout at Lake Wakatake. I missed it, when I was grounded for catching a smoke in the boys' john.
Blanche: Dorothy, we're shafted.
Daisy: Do you think you could have the bike by this weekend?
Dorothy: Listen, Daisy, I don't like being intimidated, I do not like being threatened and frankly, kid, I don't like you. And I am not gonna buy you anything, and I am going to tell your folks what you're doing and then I'm going to call the school for bad girls and they will come and pick you up and put you in a sack and take you away and you will never eat ice cream or play jump rope again.
Daisy: Get real, grandma! Either way, I'll get the bike. My folks will feel terrible because two mean old ladies forced me to return my toy. And because it was ruined in the accident on the way back to their house.
Dorothy: Accident?
Daisy: See this water pistol? It's loaded with red ink.