You know, we were just wondering why you couldn't come with us to the Emerald City to ask the wizard for a heart.

But suppose the wizard wouldn't give me one once we got there?

Oh, but he will. He must. We've come such a long way already.

[the Wicked Witch appears on the rooftop of the Woodsman's cabin and cackles loudly]

You call that long?! Why, you've just begun! Helping the little lady along are you, my fine gentlemen? Well, stay away from her, [pointing to the Scarecrow] or I'll stuff a mattress with you! [toward the Tin Man] And you - I'll use you for a beehive. Here Scarecrow, want to play ball? [she hurls a ball of fire at the Scarecrow, who draws back in terror from the flames burning on the ground near him]

[The Tin Man quickly beats out the flames, as the witch disappears]

I'm not afraid of her. I'll see you get safely to the Wizard now whether I get a brain or not. Stuff a mattress with me, eh? [tries to snap his fingers defiantly, but his gloved fingers produce no sound]

I'll see you reach the Wizard, whether I get a heart or not. Beehive! Bah! Let her try and make a beehive out of me! [snaps his fingers, making a harsh "clank" sound]

Oh, you're the best friends anybody ever had! And it's funny, but I feel as if I've known you all the time. But I couldn't have, could I?
...

[singing in unison]

We're off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz.