Benjamin Dingle: [singing] In love or war, with people like us, we've got to work fast or we'll miss the bus. If you straddle a fence and you sit and wait, you get too little and you get it too late. What'll you say if we see it through, you stick by me and I'll stick by you. And our 18 children will be glad we said...
Benjamin Dingle, Men bunking in the apartment building lobby: [singing] "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead, damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead, damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead. And our 18 children will be glad we said, "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead, damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead, damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!"

Lorelei Lee: A kiss on the hand may be quite continental / But diamonds are a girl's best friend. / A kiss may be grand... but it won't pay the rental on your humble flat or help you at the automat / Men grow cold as girls grow old and we all lose our charms in the end / But square cut or pear shape these rocks don't lose their shape / Diamonds are a girl's best friend!

Honore Lachaille: Don't you marvel at the power / of the mighty Eiffel Tower / knowing there it will remain evermore? / Climbing up to the sky / over ninety stories high!
Gaston Lachaille: How many stories?
Honore Lachaille: Ninety!
Gaston Lachaille: How many yesterday?
Honore Lachaille: Ninety!
Gaston Lachaille: And tomorrow?
Honore Lachaille: Ninety!
Gaston Lachaille: It's a bore!

Eliza Doolittle: [singing] Lot's of chocolates for me to eat! / Lot's of coal makin' lots of heat / Warm face, warm hands, warm feet / Oh, wouldn't it be lovely?

Professor Henry Higgins: Marry Freddy! What an infantile idea, what a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do. She'll regret it. She'll regret it! It's doomed before they even take the vow.
[sings]
Professor Henry Higgins: I can see her now, "Mrs. Freddy Einsford-Hill," in a wretched little flat above a store. I can see her now! Not a penny in the till, and a bill-collector beating at the door! She'll try to teach the things *I* taught her... and end up selling flowers instead! Begging for her bread and water! While her husband has his breakfast in bed! In a year or so, when she's prematurely gray, and the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk, she'll come home, and lo! He'll have upped and run away with a social climbing heiress from New York! Poor Eliza! How simply frightful! How humiliating! How *delightful*!

Professor Henry Higgins: There even are places where English completely disappears; in America they haven't used it for years.

Liesl: [singing with the children at the Villa] So long, farewell, au revoir, auf Wiedersehen! I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne. Yes?
Captain von Trapp: No!

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Maria: [singing] The hills are alive with the sound of music / With songs they have sung for a thousand years. / The hills fill my heart with the sound of music. / My heart wants to sing every song it hears.