Bright Eyes1934

Anita Smythe:
You must practice your piano. You won't have to practice again until after Santa Claus comes.

Joy Smythe:
There ain't any Santa Claus!

Anita Smythe:
Don't say ain't, darling, say isn't.

Joy Smythe:
Ain't, ain't, ain't!

J. Wellington Smythe:
What's all this noise about?

Joy Smythe:
Mama wants me to practice, and I don't wanna!

J. Wellington Smythe:
You must do as your mother says.

Joy Smythe:
No, I ain't gonna!

J. Wellington Smythe:
Now, see here ...

Anita Smythe:
Now, darling, remember what the psychoanalyst said. The child mind must never be coerced. One must use reason and persuasion. Now, dear, practice your piano and Mama will buy you something nice.

Joy Smythe:
What?

Anita Smythe:
Anything you like. What do you especially want?

Joy Smythe:
A machine gun!