- Laura Ingalls: Why can't you be like the rest of the children and join in?
- Nellie Oleson: Mother says we're not like the rest of the children.
- Laura Ingalls: I suppose she's right.
- Mary Ingalls: We just can't go to church today, Pa.
- Laura Ingalls: We have Laran-gitis.
- Charles Ingalls: You have what?
- Mary Ingalls: Laran-gatas
- Charles Ingalls: How long do you thing this... laran-gatas is gonna last?
- Laura Ingalls: We need a few more hours to get over it, Pa.
- Charles Ingalls: How about by the time your ma and me and Carrie get back from church. Will you feel better by then?
- Mary Ingalls: I'm sure we will, Pa. We just have to get our strength back.
- Charles Ingalls: Yeah. First of all, it's pronounced laryngitis. It means you can't talk...
- Mary Ingalls: Miss Beadle!
- Eva Beadle: Yes Mary?
- Mary Ingalls: Have you been feeling well lately?
- Eva Beadle: Well yes Mary, very well. Thank you.
- Mary Ingalls: Miss Beadle!
- Eva Beadle: Yes?
- Mary Ingalls: You haven't felt weak, or tired recently? Or lost your appetite? Or maybe you don't sleep very good.
- Eva Beadle: No really, Mary. I'm fine.
- Mary Ingalls: Miss Beadle...
- Eva Beadle: Yes Mary?
- Mary Ingalls: Is your stomach weak? Are you getting thin? How's your circulation?
- Eva Beadle: Mary, I assure you I feel wonderful. And I'm enjoying the best of health.
- Mary Ingalls: Miss Beadle...
- Eva Beadle: Yes Mary?
- Mary Ingalls: If you do get to feeling poorly, would you tell me please?
- Eva Beadle: Certainly Mary.
- Laura Ingalls: Ma'am, I'm a poor child, and I need your help. My mother died. My Pa's real, real sick.
- Mrs. Hobson: Well, that's terrible!
- Laura Ingalls: Yes ma'am. And my two baby sisters are starving from hunger.
- Mrs. Hobson: I've never heard of such a thing!
- Laura Ingalls: It's really sad, ma'am. And that's why I'm doing all I can to help. That's why I'm selling Dr. Briskin's Homeopathic Remedies.
- Mrs. Hobson: Selling? You?
- Laura Ingalls: Yes ma'am. This one sells colic quick as a scat. And this one is for diseases of the heart. And this one is for stomach troubles. Any disease that you have I've got the cure for.
- Mrs. Hobson: If that's true, why is it your mother's dead and your father's sick?
- Laura Ingalls: Well... You see...
- Mrs. Hobson: Aren't you one of the Ingalls' girls?
- Laura Ingalls: Yes ma'am.
- Mrs. Hobson: I saw your mother this morning and she looked in very good health.