Dorothy:
Goodness! How did you ever get like this?
The Tin Man:
Well, about a year ago, I was chopping that tree, when suddenly it began to rain. And right in the middle of the chop, I rusted solid. And I've been that way ever since.
Dorothy:
Well, you're perfect now.
The Tin Man:
[to Scarecrow]
My neck. My neck.
[Scarecrow oils Tin Man's neck]
The Tin Man:
[to Dorothy]
Perfect? Bang on my chest if you think I'm perfect. Go ahead, bang on it!
[Dorothy bangs on his chest which causes an echo]
The Scarecrow:
BEAUTIFUL! What an echo!
The Tin Man:
[Sadly]
It's empty. The tinsmith forgot to give me a heart.
Dorothy, The Scarecrow:
No heart?
The Tin Man:
No heart. All hollow.
[Taps his chest and falls backwards]
The Tin Man:
[singing]
When a man's an empty kettle, He should be on his mettle, And yet I'm torn apart. Just because I'm presuming That I could be kind of human. If I only had a heart. I'd be tender, I'd be gentle, And awful sentimental. Regarding love and art, I'd be friends with a sparrows And the boy who shoots the arrows. If I only had a heart. Picture me, A balcony Above a voice sings low.
Juliet:
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
The Tin Man:
[singing]
I hear a beat. How sweet! Just to register emotion Jealousy, devotion. And really feel the part. I could stay young and chipper. And I lock it with a zipper. If I only had a heart.
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