Did I hear...singing in here? All right, fine. Since we're all so wide awake...! Get up! Get out of bed!

(Orphans groan)

Clean up this mess! Get dressed! And this room had better be regulation before breakfast, my little pig droppings. Or kill, kill, kill!

But it's in the middle of the night.

(mocks)

"But it's in the middle of the night." (normally; grabs Annie) And if this floor don't shine like the top of the Chrysler Building, your backsides will. Y'understand?

Yes, Miss Hannigan.

What do we say, Annie?

I love you, Miss Hannigan.

Why any kid would wanna be an orphan is beyond me.