Cheaper by the Dozen

Frank Gilbreth:
They're all mine and believe me, it's no picnic!

Frank Gilbreth:
Collecting animals like the good Lord told me brother. All we need now is a jackass. Hop in!

Mailman:
All those kids yours?

Frank Gilbreth:
Oh, these aren't so many. You ought to see the ones we left behind.

Mailman:
How you ever feed 'em?

Frank Gilbreth:
Oh, they come cheaper by the dozen.

Frank Gilbreth:
No person with inner dignity is ever embarrassed.

Repairman:
All those kids yours, mister. Or is this a picnic?

Frank:
They're all mine and believe me, it's no picnic!

Man on street:
Hey, Noah. What are you doing with that Ark?

Frank:
Collecting animals like the good Lord told me brother. All we need now is a jackass. Hop in!

Frank:
Darling, you know I am happy with our little brood, but you should have had more boys!

Lillian:
I'm sorry, dear. I'll try to be more careful with the next dozen.

Frank:
[escorting Anne out of the house on her first date] I know it's not your fault, Lillie, but things would have been a whole lot easier if you'd taken my advice and had all boys.

Lillian:
I'm sorry, dear. I'll try to be more careful with the next dozen.