Dorothy:
[Reaches to pick an apple from the apple tree, the tree grabs the apple and slaps her hand]
Ouch!
Angry Apple Tree:
What do you think you're doing?
Dorothy:
We've been walking a long ways and I was hungry and... did you say something?
Angry Apple Tree:
She was hungry!
Apple Tree:
[Repeating after The Angry Apple Tree]
She was hungry!
Angry Apple Tree:
Well, how would you like to have someone come along and pick something off of you?
Dorothy:
Oh, dear! I keep forgetting I'm not in Kansas!
The Scarecrow:
[disparagingly]
Come along, Dorothy. You don't want any of *those* apples! Hmph!
Angry Apple Tree:
Are you hinting my apples aren't what they ought to be?
The Scarecrow:
[sarcastically]
Oh no! It's just that she doesn't like little green worms!
Angry Apple Tree:
Oh you!
[the trees start shaking their branches angrily]
The Scarecrow:
[in Dorothy's ear]
I'll show you how to get apples!
[taunts the trees by making a face; the first tree throws an apple that knocks him down]
Dorothy:
[concerned]
Oh!
[the trees continue throwing apples]
The Scarecrow:
Hooray! I guess that did it! Help yourself!
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