The Parent Trap1961

Vicky Robinson:
You're a big girl now, Susan. You're old enough to understand that wonderful, delicate mystery that happens sometimes between a man and a woman.

Sharon McKendrick:
I know what wonderful, delicate mystery Daddy sees in you. And I can't say I blame him there, either. You're very nicely put together.

Vicky Robinson:
Your father underestimates you, I think.

Sharon McKendrick:
I'm sure you won't, will you, Vicky?

Vicky Robinson:
Susan, dear, you've had him to yourself all this time, and I can understand that suddenly to have another woman around, well, it's a tremendous intrusion. But all my life, it seemed, I've hoped and waited for someone like him: someone gentle and mature, rough-edged, but quick to laugh, someone understanding and wise. All the things that I've come to love and cherish in him.

Sharon McKendrick:
Well, that's very refreshing.

Vicky Robinson:
Why, dear?

Sharon McKendrick:
Most girls just run after Daddy because he's so wealthy.

Vicky Robinson:
[angrily] Are you inferring that I'd marry your father for his money?

Sharon McKendrick:
If the shoe fits, wear it!

Vicky Robinson:
Look, pet. I've tried to be friendly, but I'm going to marry your father, so you get used to the idea!

Sharon McKendrick:
You wanna bet?

Vicky Robinson:
Oh, honey, don't you play with the big girls. You'll be in way over your head.