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Harriet: Oh, Kate, you could have your pick of any other man!
Kate: I don't want any other man. Hiram Baker is the kindest, gentlest man I know, and if he loves me, then I'm proud of it.
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Doc Baker: It's springttime for you, Kate. It's late fall for me. I'm old enough to be your father! We've told ourselves over and over, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." But it matters.
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Caroline: Charles, what do you think about the two of them. Do you think it's right? I mean, he being so much older than she is?
Charles: Well, if it's right for the Doc, and it's right for Kate, then it's right. It's as simple as that.
Caroline: I suppose. I just couldn't help thinking. I mean...well, suppose a man who was older than you was going to marry one of your girls.
Charles: That's ridiculous.
Caroline: Why?
Charles: Well, it just is. They're little girls.
Caroline: But they won't always be little girls. How would you feel?
Charles: I can't answer that.
Caroline: But you just said that what's right for them is right for them. It's as simple as that.
Charles: Well, that's them! You're telling me that wouldn't bother you?
Caroline: Charles, I'm not telling you anything. I'm just saying--
Charles: I'm not about to call someone who's older than I am Son! It's as simple as that!
Caroline: You're right. Good night.
Charles: Good night.
Caroline: (long pause) Charles...everything is so simple when you explain it.
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Mr. Hanson: After I say this, you can tell me to shut up, but you've been my friend too long, and I can't keep quiet about it. Do you know what you are doing to yourself? She is a child, and you are almost as old as me!
Doc Baker: Nobody alive is as old as you.
Mr. Hanson: No, no, I'm serious.
Doc Baker: (long pause) I know, my friend. I've said that to myself, and more, including that if we were to marry and have children, they'd be more like my grandchildren. Twenty years from now, she'll still be a young woman, and I.....but you know something? I don't care. I really don't care. For the first time in my life, I really feel......alive.
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Kate: You came to the store yesterday, and the day before.
Doc Baker: Yes. Yes, I did. There was something I wanted to buy.
Kate: You asked after me both times.
Doc Baker: Well, of course. I mean, I'm interested in you, I mean, how you're getting along.
Kate: But you didn't ask to see me. Didn't you want to see me?
Doc Baker: Well, of course I wanted to see you. I mean, I--
Kate: But only as a patient?
Doc Baker: On the contrary.
Kate: Then please ask me to go for a drive tomorrow, Doctor Baker.
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Mary: (in bed) Are you asleep? Laura, answer me. Are you asleep?
Laura: (wakes up) Why do you have to do that?
Mary: Do what?
Laura: Tell me to answer you when I'm sleeping, because if I'm asleep, I'd have to wake up to tell you, and then I wouldn't be asleep anymore!
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Laura: I like Katie. I'm glad you two are getting married.
Doc Baker: You know something? I'm glad you're glad.
Laura: I expect you'll have children.
Doc Baker: I certainly hope so.
Laura: How many?
Doc Baker: (laughs) I can't even guess!
Laura: Three makes a nice family.
Doc Baker: Yeah.
Laura: Pa says he's looking forward to grandchildren.
Doc Baker: Whoa, now, you're getting too far ahead of me!
Laura: And great-grandchildren. Pa expects a whole bushel of them!
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Kate: Thank you for a lovely afternoon.
Doc Baker: I don't know what to say. I enjoyed it, but that sounds lame.
Kate: That's enough. (smiles) Good bye.
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Mary: Did you see how Doctor Baker and Miss Thorwall were looking at each other at supper?
Laura: All doctors look at sick people. That's how they figure out what's wrong with them.
Mary: Doctor Baker was looking right into Miss Thorwall's eyes.
Laura: Then she must have hurt one of them.
Mary: No, silly! I think Doctor Baker likes her.
Laura: Of course he does. He likes everybody.
Mary: I think Doctor Baker loves her!
Laura: Now you're being silly. Go to sleep!
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Kate: I still think we could have had a good marriage.
Doc Baker: For me. Not for you.
Kate: (about her ring) I'd like to keep this.
Doc Baker: It was made for you. It would never fit anyone else.