Kurt (to Friedrick): It's all your fault! We should have told him the truth!
Friedrick: And made him boiling mad at us?
Kurt: It's better than starving to death.
Brigitta: We didn't do anything wrong. We just wanted to see her.
Kurt: My stomach's making noises.
Marta: The least they could have done was to let us say hello.
Kurt:I wonder what grass tastes like.
Gretl: I feel awful.
Brigitta: When Fraulein Maria wanted to feel better, she used to sing that song, remember?
Children: Yes!
Liesl: Let's try it.
(Singing) Raindrops on roses. And whiskers on kittens.
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.
Brown paper packages tied up with strings.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Gretl: Why don't I feel better?
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.
Silver white winters that melt into springs.
These are a few of my favorite things.