Grandpa Vanderhof: [offering grace] Well, sir, here we are again. We've had quite a time of it lately, but it seems that the worst of it is over. Course, the fireworks all blew up, but we can't very well blame that on you. Anyway, everything's turned out fine, as it usually does. Alice is going to marry Tony; Mr. Kirby, who's turned out to be a very good egg, sold us back our house - he'll probably forget all about big deals for a while. Nobody on our block has to move; and, with the right handling, I think we can even thaw out Mrs. Kirby here. We've all got our health; as far as anything else is concerned, we still leave that up to you. Thank you. Bring it on, Reba!
Essie Carmichael may be an airhead but don't you DARE insult her sister!
Mrs. Kirby: [to Alice] If you had any sense, young woman, you'd stay where you belong and stop being ambitious.
Essie: Shall I sock her, Alice?
In it's own way, Mr. Poppins's emancipation is this: he grabs his toy, spits in his boss's face, and runs out after Grandpa: