Dorothy: Rose, what does the letter say?
Rose: You read it, Dorothy. I need both hands to cover my ears in case it's bad news.
Dorothy: "Dear St. Olafian, I'm afraid there's bad news."
Rose: What?
Dorothy: "There's a drought in St. Olaf which threatens the crops."
Rose: Oh, no. I better send water.
Dorothy: "Please do not send water. We have found that envelopes leak. Until the rains come, we ask that all citizens be celibate, except for Ulf, the Umbrella King. He has suffered enough."
Rose: Well, if it'll help bring in the crops.