Poor Little Rich Girl1936

Woodward:
Collins just gets panicky every time the child sneezes.

Richard Barry:
Collins is right. I want every precaution taken.

Woodward:
Of course I know it's none of my business, Mr. Barry, but did you ever stop to consider that the piling up of precautions and attention was bad for the child? Why she's watched over and pampered and babied to death. If I were you, I'd send Barbara to school where she could be with other children.

Richard Barry:
Well, there may be something in that. Ring up Collins and tell her I want to speak to her.

Barbara Barry:
I know what Collins will say. Collins always says no. Daddy, why do I always have to play alone? Why can't I play with other children?

Richard Barry:
Honey, how would you like to go to school?

Barbara Barry:
Oh, goody, goody, goody!

Richard Barry:
Well, I guess that settles it.