As the good book says, when
a poor man eats a chicken, one of them is sick.
Mendel: Where does the good
book say that?
Tevye: Well, it doesn't say
that exactly, but somewhere there is something about a chicken.
Tevye: [singing] Is this the
little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play?
Golde: [singing] I don't
remember growing older. When did they?
Perchik: In this world it
is the wealthy who are criminals. Someday their wealth will be ours.
Tevye: That would be nice.
If they would agree, I would agree!
Tevye: As Abraham said, "I
am a stranger in a strange land..."
Rabbi's Son: Moses said that!
Tevye: Ah. Well, as King
David said, "I am slow of speech, and slow of tongue."
Rabbi's Son: That was also
Moses!
Tevye: For a man who was
slow of speech he talked a lot!
[About Yente, the matchmaker.]
Tzeitel: But Mama, the men
she finds. The last one was so old and he was bald. He had no hair.
Golde: A poor girl without
a dowry can't be so paticular. You want hair, marry a monkey.
Perchik: Money is the world's
curse.
Tevye: May the Lord smite
me with it! And may I never recover!
Golde: Grandmother Tzeitel!
How did she look?
Tevye: For a woman who has
been dead for thirty years she looked pretty well.
Tevye: As the good book says,
if you spit in the air, it lands in your face!
[Talking to God]
Tevye: I know, I know. We
are your chosen people. But, once in a while, can't you choose someone
else?
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