- [Charlie Brown is flying his kite, and as expected, lands it in the jaws of the Kite Eating Tree]
- Charlie Brown: You stupid tree! If you don't stop biting my kite, I'll bite *you*!
- [Naturally, the tree refuses to oblige, and continues to gorge on the kite]
- Charlie Brown: All right... you asked for it!
- [Grabs hold of the tree, opening his jaws]
- Charlie Brown: [One second later, the tree stops biting as it feels a bite taken out of it]
- Charlie Brown: [There is a hole in the tree in the shape of Charlie Brown's teeth] Didn't think I'd do it, did ya?
- [Makes a sinister grin-alas, no damage on his own teeth]
- [Peppermint Patty continues to spread the news about the butterfly turning into an angel]
- Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Hello, Joe Mel? I'm calling about something amazing that happened the other day. This butterfly landed on my nose, see? And while I was asleep, the butterfly turned into an angel and flew away and... Hello? Hello!
- [Clicks phone hanger]
- Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Joe Mel, hello? Hello? Hello?
- Joe Mel: [On the radio] Oh sorry, folks. 'Just another nut calling in.
- Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: I'm not another nut!
- Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: [seeing the two golfers argue] Look, Marcie! Mrs. Bartley's trying to push Mrs. Nelson's head into the ball washer. Look! Mrs. Nelson is stomping on Mrs. Bartley's feet with her golf shoes.
- Marcie: You know what worries me, sir? This is only a fourth hole!
- Patricia "Peppermint Patty" Reichardt: Look! Mrs. Nelson is climbing the tree! She's climbing the tree to get away from Mrs. Bartley. Oh, I was wrong. She climbed the tree so she can jump on her.
- Marcie: Alright, you ladies, stop the fight! Here! Carry your own clubs!
- [the golfers stop arguing]
- Marcie: I quit! And I want a dollar for the four holes I caddied, and I don't take credit cards!
- Lucy van Pelt: What would you do if I were to snatch that blanket from you and throw it right into the trash burner?
- Linus van Pelt: I'd collapse right on the spot. They'd have to haul me away in an ambulance and place me in an oxygen tent.
- [Lucy rushes out upon hearing this]
- Linus van Pelt: How do I think of things like that?