What if…The director had to edit out a bit of the script in Maybe They're Magic due to length issues…

(Baker's Wife and Baker have just given Jack the beans. Maybe They're Magic.)

Baker: Magic beans?

Baker's Wife: No one would have given him more for this creature!

Baker: Are we to dispel this curse through deceit?

Baker's Wife: If you know what you want, then you go and you find it and you get it-

Baker: Home.

Baker's Wife: Shush! Do we want a child or not? And you give, and you take, and you bid and you bargain or you live to regret it.

Baker: Will you please go home!

Baker's Wife: No! Will you please shut up?! I'm trying to sing, and no matter what you say, remember who makes you your dinner every night!

Baker: I make the bread!

Baker's Wife (Counting them off on her fingers): And does your laundry, and cleans up after you, washes the dishes, makes the bed, does the shopping, grinds the flour, do you want me to go on? Because, you know, the list is a lot longer!

Baker: Okay, fine, so I need you, but…not here! This is the woods! It's dangerous! What if you were to be crushed by a giant, or something? Who would do the cooking and cleaning then?! I need you home! Besides, who's going to care for the garden if we're both gone?

Baker's Wife: What are you talking about? We don't have a garden!

Baker: Then where do all of those greens come from?

Baker's Wife: Umm….never you mind! That's my little secret! Ha!

Baker: …okay?

Baker's Wife: I'm coming, and that settles it! So, now, if you don't mind: There are rights and wrongs and in-betweens, no one waits when fortune intervenes, and maybe they're really magic, who knows…