[After the nephews were revealed that they were responsible for eating Scrooge's homemade chocolate chip cookies before dinner] [outraged]
Boys! How could you?!
Hey, aren't we innocent into proven guilty?
NO! [Daisy and the nephews gasp] You three march right upstairs! NOW!
[The nephews get out of their chairs and leave the dining room table]
I'm sure the cookies were delicious, Uncle Scrooge.
They were.
JUST LET ME AT 'EM!
[Donald furiously lunges at his nephews, who quickly ran upstairs to their bedroom, but was held back by Daisy and Scrooge]
Don't make a big deal out of nothing.
Listen! I'll go talk to them.
[Later, Scrooge knocks on their bedroom door] [bored]
Come in.
[enters]
Boys? I want to tell you something important.
Did you make us more cookies? [Scrooge looks at them] No, that might send the wrong message.
Listen. I don't want you three to make the same selfish choices that I made when I was your age.
But you turned out rich.
Rich because I was selfish.
We want to be rich and selfish too!
