Mother: Eleanor, dear, do not steal from our neighbors, they don't like that. Eleanor: Why? Why should I care about that? They weren't using that stuff anyway.

Mother: Eleanor, dear, do not steal from our neighbors, they don't like that. Eleanor: Why? Why should I care about that? They weren't using that stuff anyway. Not that I'm admitting to that. Because I'm not. ... Mother: Please don't sneak into our neighbor's home when they're gone. Even if you don't take anything, and even if the back door is unlocked. It's not nice. Eleanor: Why mom? I just want to have fun. Why is everybody always picking on me? ... Mother: Please don't throw bubble-gum on the sidewalk dear. Eleanor: I was done with it. Why do you keep pestering me. (pouts) Mother: Because dear, people walking by may not see it and step on it, getting on their shoes. It's very hard to get off, and kinda gross. Eleanor: So? Why should I care about that? Why should I care about any of the things you mention? Mother: sighs Somebody I hope you'll understand dear. I really do.