The Scarecrow:
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:
Oh, no. It's just that she doesn't like little green worms!
Angry Apple Tree:
Oh you!
[shakes his branches angrily at the Scarecrow]
The Scarecrow:
[in Dorothy's ear]
I'll show you how to get apples!
[makes a face taunting the trees; they throw apples at him, knocking him down]
Dorothy:
[concerned]
Oh!
[the trees continue tossing apples at them]
The Scarecrow:
Hooray! I guess that did it! Help yourself!
[they begin picking up the thrown apples]
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