My goodness, what a fuss you're making! Well naturally, when you go around picking on...

Dorothy: My goodness, what a fuss you're making! Well naturally, when you go around picking on things weaker than you are. Why, you're nothing but a great big coward! The Cowardly Lion: [crying] You're right, I am a coward! I haven't any courage at all. I even scare myself. [sobs] The Cowardly Lion: Look at the circles under my eyes. I haven't slept in weeks! The Tin Man: Why don't you try counting sheep? The Cowardly Lion: That doesn't do any good, I'm afraid of 'em. [sobs loud] The Scarecrow: Aw, that's too bad.

That's the trouble. I can't make up my mind. I haven't got a brain. Only straw. How can you talk if you haven't got a brain? I don't know. But some people without brains do a lot of talking, don't they? Yes, I guess you're right. Well, we haven't really met properly, have we? Why, no. - How do you do? - How do you do? - Very well, thank you. - Oh, I'm not feeling at all well. It's very tedious being stuck up here all day long with a pole up your back. Oh, dear. That must be terribly uncomfortable. Can't you get down? Down? No, you see, I'm... Well, I'm... Oh, well, here. Let me help you. Oh, that's very kind of you. Very kind. Oh, dear. I don't see... Of course, I'm not bright about doing things... ...but if you'll just bend the nail down, maybe I'll slip off and... Oh, yes! Whoops! - There goes some of me again! - Does it hurt you? Oh, no. I just keep picking it up and putting it back in again. My! It's good to be free! Did I scare you? No, no. I just thought you hurt yourself.