Little House on the Prairie1974

Percival Isaac Cohen Dalton:
You know, your father is paying me a lot of money to teach you. The least you can do is make an attempt.

Nellie Oleson:
I didn't ask to be taught. I didn't ask for this restaurant. And your short.

Percival Isaac Cohen Dalton:
Shall we try again?

Nellie Oleson:
Why don't you make a SHORT cake? How 'bout some SHORT ribs? Do we need any SHORTing? You know, you really oughta write a book "Short cuts to cooking!"

Percival Isaac Cohen Dalton:
Would you like to try again?

Nellie Oleson:
That only took you a short time.

Percival Isaac Cohen Dalton:
Would you like to try...

Nellie Oleson:
No I wouldn't! I wouldn't like to try again! I hate this place, and I hate cooking, and I hate short people! My mother gave me this place so I can get a husband, did you know that? Well, I don't want a husband, and I don't want this place, and I don't want to learn how to separate eggs! [picks up eggs and starts throwing them into the bowl of egg mixture] There, Quasimodo, I'm all done!

Percival Isaac Cohen Dalton:
[Looks at Nellie for a few moments, then picks up the bowl of egg yolks and broken eggs and pours them over Nellie's head. Nellie's mouth pops open in absolute shock] . I also have a very short temper. Why your Mother ever built this place for you, I'll never know! You certainly can't cook, and you certainly have no right to be dealing with the public. And as pretty as you are, you don't need a restaurant to catch a husband in the first place.