Isabel Fredericks: This is the third time this month. Two weeks ago my father's boat caught fire and sank. A month ago there was almost an explosion in our cabin at Tahoe. That somebody obviously turned the gas on. Don't you--don't you see, they just can't all be accidents.
Ironside: Miss Fredericks, from what I know of your father, I'm sure he raised you with a healthy respect for facts.
Isabel Fredericks: Yes. I suppose.
Ironside: Well, you haven't given us anything to work with.
Isabel: I told you everything I know.
Eleanor Fredericks: The Lord claimed the seventh day for rest and I claim the sixth for myself. Haven't you worked long enough?
Judge John Fredericks: I'm yours.
Eleanor Fredericks: Hmm.
Judge John Fredericks: Ah, Chief Ironside, my wife Eleanor.
Eleanor Fredericks: Mrs. Fredericks.
Judge John Fredericks: I'm sure you've come to remind me that the day is almost gone.
Eleanor Fredericks: I'll just steal you for dinner.
Ironside: Theft is a punishable offense. I don't want to witness it.