The Cowardly Lion: Read what my medal says: "Courage". Ain't it the truth? Ain't it the truth?
The Tin Man: Help! Help!
The Scarecrow: It's no use screaming at a time like this. Nobody will hear you. Help! Help!
The Wizard of Oz: To confer, converse, and otherwise hob-nob with my brother wizards.
Dorothy: I've got a witch mad at me and you might get into trouble!
[first lines]
Dorothy: She isn't coming yet, Toto. Did she hurt you? She tried to, didn't she? Come on. We'll go tell Uncle Henry and Auntie Em.
The Winkies: [singing repeatedly] O-Ee-Yah! Eoh-Ah!
Dorothy: [in the Wizard's Throne Room with the three others, having returned from the Witch's castle] Please, sir. We've done what you told us. We brought you the broomstick of the Wicked Witch of the West. We melted her!
The Wizard of Oz: Oh, you liquidated her, eh? Very resourceful!
Miss Gulch: If you don't hand over that dog, I'll bring a damage suit that'll take your whole farm! There's a law protecting folks against dogs that bite!
Auntie Em: How would it be if she keeps him tied up? He's really gentle... with gentle people, that is.
Dorothy: Weren't you frightened?
The Wizard of Oz: Frightened? Child, you're talking to a man who's laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe... I was petrified.
The Scarecrow: [singing] I could while away the hours/conferrin' with the flowers/consultin' with the rain/And my head I'd be scratchin'/ While my thoughts were busy hatchin'/If I only had a brain.
The Wicked Witch of the West: But that's not what's worrying me. It's how to do it. These things must be done delicately... or you hurt the spell.
'Zeke': [to pigs] Get in there, before I make a dime bank out of you.
Professor Marvel: Better get under cover, Sylvester. There's a storm blowin' up - a whopper, to speak in the vernacular of the peasantry. Poor little kid, I hope she gets home all right.
The Wicked Witch of the West: The last to go will see the first three go before her. And her mangy little dog too.
The Cowardly Lion: I- I- I hope my strength holds out.
The Tin Man: [hanging by Lion's tail] I hope your tail holds out!
The Wizard of Oz: [speaking in a booming voice into microphone] I am the great and powerful...
[then, realizing that it is useless to continue his masquerade, moves away from microphone, speaks in a normal voice]
The Wizard of Oz: ... Wizard of Oz.
Dorothy: Where do you want to be oiled first?
