(Close up of a stream of water coming down towards the screen and then pans back to reveal it's a plate of water with a piece of broccoli on it. Angelica is behind it, with a spoon and fork in both of her hands, and not wanting to eat it) Charlotte: Just a little taste, sweetie?
Angelica: No! (Charlotte looks surprised when Angelica snaps)
Drew: Come on, sugarpie. It's good for you. Don't you wanna grow up to be big and strong?
Angelica: No! (her father drops the fork when she shouts)
Charlotte: Honey, the last time you eat broccoli you said it wasn't so bad, remember?
Angelica: (bangs the table) NO!
Drew: Angelica, if you don't eat some broccoli, then you're not gonna get seconds on dessert.
Angelica: But that's not fair! (smashes the plate into the wall where the shadow of Drew is)
Drew: That's it, Angelica! Go to your room!
Angelica: But, Daddy!
Charlotte: It's too late for talk now, Angelica. We tried to reason with you but you wouldn't listen!
(Angelica gets up off of chair and heads upstairs, but turns back to her parents)
Angelica: YOU'LL BE SORRY! (Drew and Charlotte are speechless after Angelica said that, hear her slam the door upstairs and look at eachother)
(Drew and Charlotte's Bedroom - Night. Drew was walking around the bed and Charlotte in bed reading)
Drew: Charlotte, Do you think Angelica was Serious when she said, "You'll be sorry?"
Charlotte: What are you talking about Drew. She's 3 Years Old. What she's gonna do?
Drew: I suppose your right. Just we raised just a clever resorceful little girl. Sometimes I just don't know what's she's capable of.
Charlotte: Drew, get some Sleep, We'll all feel better in the morning.
Drew: Ok Charl.....
(Cut to Angelica's room - Night)
Angelica: It's not fair, Cynthia. The Grown-ups always get to decide everything. All they do is to boss me around like a little kid or something. I'm 3 years old!
F. Lee Barnum (on TV): Are you getting a raw deal? Is your boss treating you unfairly? Or perhaps there's a family problem that cries out for third party mediation?
Angelica: The last one! The family thing!
F. Lee Barnum: (on TV): Don't wait! Call us at the offices of F. Lee Barnum and Sons: "We'll fight for you!"
(F. Lee Barnum pulls in the driveway and rings the doorbell)
Drew: Who could that be?
F. Lee Barnum: Hello, I'm here to see uh... Miss Angelica C. Pickles.
Angelica: Now you're talking my language.
Charlotte: Angelica, honey.
Charlotte: I' like to talk about this lawsuit thing.
Angelica: It's too late for talk now, Mommy. I tried the reason for you, but she wouldn't listen.
Charlotte: Come on, sweetie. Let's get some ice cream and you can tell me what's bothering you.
Angelica: That's awful nice of you, Mommy. But on the advice, I must decline.
Charlotte: Angelica, if you don't stop all this nonsense right now, I'm gonna-
Angelica: Careful, Mommy. Don't say anything you mught not want repeated in the code of law.
Charlotte: Now you listen to me.
Angelica: Uh-uh-uh. The tape's rolling.
Charlotte: [stammering] Doh'. Drew, call you attorney.
Angelica: (yawn) Hi, Daddy.
Drew: Hi, sweetie.
Angelica: Daddy, I'm sorry I was a bad girl.
Drew: Sweetie, I'm the one to be sorry. I shouldn't have tried to make you eat the broccoli. From now on, you can try the foods you're ready to try.
Angelica: Daddy, you're the greatest.
Drew: Nicely dye, princess.
Angelica: It works everytime.