Yeah. Fine. It's not like your farm was ever gonna feel like home to me anyways

[Mrs. Calloway saves Maggie from drowning during the flash flood and drags her to a nearby rock on the shore] Maggie:
No! Come on, girls, we can't give up! Mrs. Calloway:
Maggie, that's enough. The minute this lets up, we're heading straight home to Patch of Heaven. Maggie:
But what about catching Slim and collecting the reward? Mrs. Calloway:
We never had a prayer of catching Slim in the first place. This whole ridiculous plan is just so you can get revenge on those cattle rustlers. Maggie:
Hey! For your information, duchess, This whole ridiculous plan is about us saving Our farm. Mrs. Calloway:
Huh. Our farm might've had a fighting chance until you came along. Maggie:
What's that supposed to mean? Mrs. Calloway:
Strutting around with your vulgar show-cow behavior. Maggie:
Look, I was just having... Mrs. Calloway:
Wasting our time on your foolish plans. Through the years, Patch of Heaven has survived every hardship that nature can dish out, but you, Maggie, are the biggest catastrophe to ever hit Our farm. Maggie:
Well, if that's the way you feel about it, maybe we should just go our separate ways. Mrs. Calloway:
Now, that's the first good idea you've ever had. Maggie:
Fine! Mrs. Calloway:
Fine! Maggie:
Fine! Mrs. Calloway:
Fine. [Sits down as Grace looks sadly at the two of them] Maggie:
Yeah. Fine. It's not like yOur farm was ever gonna feel like home to me anyways