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Lucy Van Pelt
: You're the innkeeper's wife. Frieda
: Do innkeeper's wives have naturally curly hair?
: Look, let's rehearse the scene at the inn. Frieda... Frieda
: I can't go on, there's too much dust. It's taking the curl out of my naturally curly hair. Charlie Brown
: Don't think of it as dust. Think of it as maybe the soil of some great past civilization. Maybe the soil of ancient Babylon. It staggers the imagination. He may be carrying soil that was trod upon by Solomon, or even Nebuchudnezzar. Pig-Pen
: Sort of makes you want to treat me with more respect, doesn't it? Frieda
: You're an absolute mess. Just look at yourself. Pig-Pen
: [looks at himself in Frieda's mirror and smiles
] On the contrary, I didn't think I looked THAT good.
[Charlie Brown and Linus return with the puny little tree
: Boy, are you stupid, Charlie Brown. Patty
: What kind of a tree is that? Lucy Van Pelt
: You were supposed to get a *good* tree. Can't you even tell a good tree from a poor tree? Violet
: I told you he'd goof it up. He isn't the kind you can depend on to do anything right. Patty
: You're hopeless, Charlie Brown. Frieda
: Completely hopeless Charlie Brown
] Rats! Lucy Van Pelt
: You've been dumb before, Charlie Brown, but this time, you really did it.
[pause; then everyone bursts out laughing
] Lucy Van Pelt
] What a tree!
: [to the girls about Charlie Brown's decision, which they were complaining about
] Well, if you must know, Charlie Brown was only thinking about your feelings. Lucy van Pelt
: What do you mean our feelings? Linus
: Well, the only reason Charlie Brown turned Mr. Hennessey down was because he'd have to get rid of Snoopy and you girls. Mr. Hennessey said that the league wouldn't accept girls and dogs on a team.
[Upon hearing this the girls all look at each other in shock, and Snoopy breaks down crying
: Don't you want to see Charlie Brown get a hit? Schroeder
: No. I don't think I'm ready to see the world come to an end.
: [wearing a ghost costume, trailing dust
] They'll never guess it's me under here. Frieda
: Hello, Pigpen. Glad you could make it. Pigpen
: [revealing himself
] How did you know it was me?
: This pitcher's mound is covered with dandelions! Frieda
: Don't touch them Charlie Brown! Don't you dare hurt all those innocent dandelions! They're beautiful! Don't you dare cut them down! Lucy Van Pelt
: Besides... you may not know this, but you look kind of cute standing there surrounded by dandelions. Charlie Brown
: I don't want to look cute!
: [she comes in and sits down in front of Schroeder's piano where Lucy usually sits
] Schroeder, I think it's disgraceful the way Lucy bothers you, and she's always asking everybody "Why does he always have to play that stupid piano?" I think that's terrible.
: Incidentally, why DO you always have to play this stupid piano? Lucy van Pelt
: [comes in and sees her
] What are you doing here? Frieda
: Who wants to know? Maybe I just like music. Lucy van Pelt
: [sits down beside her
] Do you like Beethoven? Frieda
: What? Lucy van Pelt
: If you're going to hang around here, you've got to like Beethoven. Frieda
: All right, but I'll just have a small glass.
[Schroeder stops playing when he realizes what she just said, then angerly pulls the piano out from under both of them
] Lucy van Pelt
: You blew it, kid.
: Good morning, this is a Christmas wreath. Frieda
: [snatches wreath away from Charlie Brown
] Thank you, I love samples.