Berry Punch: “Why don’t you girls just buck the trees?”  
Marmalade Jalapeño Popette: (mumbles with an apple in her mouth)  
Berry Punch: “What?!”  
Marmalade Jalapeño Popette: (PTOO!) “‘Cause marryin’ into the Apple Family doesn’t grant you applebuckin’ powers! And those who have the powers ain’t here!”  
Peachy Sweet: “At this rate it’ll take us hours to get enough apples!”  
Blues: “Why don’t the real Apples take care of this themselves anyway?”  
Perfect Pie: “Shall I hit the tree with my forehooves or with my hind hooves? Maybe shake it?”  
Peachy Sweet: “Try it all, whatever works! If anythin’.”  
Marmalade Jalapeño Popette: “Peachy, next time we’ll have to harvest apples, we’ll drag our hubbies here, kickin’ and screamin’ if necessary.”