Martha Runs Away


 * Helen: Oh, it wasn't me. I--


 * Helen: Don't play-- (Gasps) My breakfast! That's it! Go outside with Skips.


 * Martha: But, it wasn't my fault. Oh, it's no use. The don't appreciate me.


 * Martha: No, they don't. If they appreciate me that would mean they saw the good things about me. But, they don't appreciate me. They just yelled at me. Fine. I know where I'm not wanted. I'm not gonna let a little thing like not being appreciated hold me back. And you know what I'll be fine on my own.


 * Helen: And that's not like Martha.


 * Helen: But, where could she be?


 * Helen: It's no use. She hates me.


 * Helen: What's that? They found Martha.


 * Helen: If I ever got to see my friend again. I would hug her and tell her how sorry I am. And then I would never take granted ever again.


 * Helen: Oh, well. Thanks for calling.


 * Helen: Martha, you're home!