Laura Pennington: Oliver, we've never written our names - somehow I think they'd want us to.
Katie Coates: If that don't beat all. I never saw such a dog.
Travis Coates: And you won't never see another one like him.
Sylvia Hunter: I'm perfectly willing to come to you whenever you want.
Ken Jorgenson: All summer?
Sylvia Hunter: All summer.
Ken Jorgenson: What about the winter? All the winters... all our lives?
Sylvia Hunter: We live in a glass house - we're not throwing any stones.
