Dorothy:
Oh! Are you all right?
The Tin Man:
I'm afraid, I;m a little rusty yet.
Dorothy:
Oh dear!
Dorothy:
[She oiled him some more]
That was wonderful! You know, we were just wondering why couldn't you come with us to the Emerald City to ask the Wizard of Oz for a heart.
The Tin Man:
Well, suppose the Wizard wouldn't give me one when we got there.
Dorothy:
Oh, but he will! He must! We've come such a long way already.
[the Wicked Witch of the West cackles madly as she stands on the roof of the cabin]
The Wicked Witch of the West:
You call that long? Why, you've just begun! Helping the little lady along, are you, my fine gentlemen?
The Wicked Witch of the West:
[to Scarecrow]
Well, stay away from her, or I'll stuff a mattress with you!
The Wicked Witch of the West:
[to Tin Man]
And you! I'll use you for a beehive! Here, Scarecrow. Wanna play ball?
[the witch throws down a ball of fire to the ground which sets it on fire]
The Scarecrow:
Fire! I'm burning! I'm burning!
[Dorothy screams in fright and Tin Man quickly puts out the fire with his funnel cap]
The Scarecrow:
[the witch cackles then she disappeared behind a cloud of red smoke]
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