Lion: [crying.] Look at the circles under my eyes, I haven't slept in weeks.
Tin Man: Well, why don't you count sheep?
Lion: Oh it's no use, I'm afraid of them.
Wicked Witch: I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!
Wicked Witch: Ohhh... You cursed brat! Look what you've DONE! I'm melting! Melting! Oh... What a world, what a world! Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness?!