Ralph: Hey, sun came out again.
P.L. Travers: You say it as if you're surprised, as if the sun were particular about for whom it appears. It seems you think I am responsible for its miraculous dawning every day. For heaven's sake, it's California.
Ralph: Certainly is!
P.L. Travers: I'd so much rather be accountable for the rain.
Ralph: Oh, that's sad.
P.L. Travers: Sad is entirely the wrong emotion. I shan't bother explaining why. It would just... Zip!
Ralph: Huh. Okey-dokey.
P.L. Travers: The rain brings life.
Ralph: So does the sun.
P.L. Travers: Be quiet!
Ralph: Yes, ma'am.