- [first lines]
- Sarah Breel: Oh, dear.
- Miss Fairweather: Well, you said you wanted some with larger rhinestones, and those are larger.
- Sarah Breel: I know, but now these have the wrong kind of clips.
- [last lines]
- Paul Drake: Give me your car keys.
- [Virginia hands over her keys]
- Paul Drake: Della, put 'em in an envelope.
- Perry Mason: Yep. The party's on us. Let's go, Aunt Sarah.