The Sound of Music Page #4

Tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things

Cream-colored ponies

And crisp apple strudels

Doorbells and sleigh bells

And schnitzel with noodles

Wild geese that fly

With the moon on their wings

These are a few of my favorite things

Together.

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

When the dog bi...

Dog bites.

Hello.

Frulein, did I not tell you that

bedtime is to be strictly observed?

The children were upset

by the storm, so l...

You did, sir.

Do you, or do you not, have difficulty

remembering such simple instructions?

Only during thunderstorms.

Liesl?

I don't recall seeing you

after dinner.

Really? As a matter of fact...

Yes?

Well, I was...

What she would like to say...

...is that she and I have

been getting acquainted tonight.

It's too late to go into that. You

heard your father. Go back to bed.

Frulein...

...you have managed to remember

I'm leaving in the morning?

Is it also possible you remember the

first rule in this house is discipline?

Then I trust that before I return...

...you'll have acquired some?

Captain?

Could I talk to you about clothes

for the children for when they play?

- If I could have some material.

- You are many things.

Not the least of which is repetitious.

- But they're children!

- Yes.

And I'm their father.

Good night.

Girls in white dresses

With blue satin sashes

When the dog bites

When the bee stings

When I'm feeling sad

I simply remember my favorite things

And then I don't feel...

...so bad

Children, over here. See!

Come on.

Frulein Maria?

Can we do this every day?

- Don't you think you'd get tired of it?

- I suppose so.

Every other day?

I haven't had so much fun since we put

glue on Frulein Josephine's toothbrush.

I can't understand how children

as nice as you can play such tricks.

- It's easy.

- But why do it?

How else can we get

Father's attention?

Oh, I see.

We'll have to think about that one.

All right, over here.

What are we going to do?

Think of a song for the baroness.

Father doesn't like us to sing.

Perhaps we can change his mind.

Now, what songs do you know?

We don't know any songs.

- Not any?

- We don't even know how to sing.

Let's not lose time. You must learn.

But how?

Let's start at the very beginning

A very good place to start

When you read you begin with

A, B, C

When you sing, you begin with

Do-Re-Mi

Do-re-mi

Do-re-mi

The first three notes

Just happen to be

Do-re-mi

Do-re-mi

Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti

Let's see if I can make it easier.

"Doe," a deer

A female deer

"Ray," a drop of golden sun

"Me," a name I call myself

"Far," a long long way to run

"Sew," a needle pulling thread

"La," a note to follow sew

"Tea," a drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to doe

- Doe

- A deer, a female deer

- Ray

- A drop of golden sun

- Me

- A name I call myself

- Far

- A long long way to run

Sew, a needle pulling thread

- La

- A note to follow sew

- - A drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to

- Doe

- A deer, a female deer

Ray, a drop of golden sun

Me, a name I call myself

Far, a long long way to run

Sew, a needle pulling thread

La, a note to follow sew

Tea, a drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to doe

Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, so-do

Do-re-mi-fa-so and so on are only

the tools we use to build a song.

Once you have them in your head

you can sing different tunes...

...by mixing them up. Like this:

So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re

Can you do that?

So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re

So-do-la-ti-do-re-do

So-do-la-ti-do-re-do

Now, put it all together.

So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re

So-do-la-ti-do-re-do

- Good.

- But it doesn't mean anything.

So we put in words.

One word for every note.

Like this:

When you know the notes to sing

You can sing most anything

Together!

When you know the notes to sing

You can sing most anything

- Doe

- A deer, a female deer

- Ray

- A drop of golden sun

- Me

- A name I call myself

- Far

- A long long way to run

- Sew

- A needle pulling thread

- La

- A note to follow sew

- - A drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to doe

When you know the notes to sing

You can sing most anything

Doe

A deer, a female deer

Ray

A drop of golden sun

Me

A name I call myself

Far

A long long way to run

Sew

A needle pulling thread

La

A note to follow sew

A drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to

So-do-la-fa-mi-do-re

So-do-la-fa-ti

La-so

Ti-do

So-do

The mountains are magnificent,

really magnificent.

- I had them put up just for you.

- Oh?

Even if it's to a height

of 10,000 feet...

...Georg always believes in

"rising to the occasion."

Improve the jokes

or I'll disinvite you.

You didn't invite me.

I invited myself.

- Naturally.

- You needed a chaperone...

...and I needed a place

where the cuisine is superb...

...the wine cellar unexcelled...

...and the price perfect.

Max, you are outrageous.

Not at all.

I'm a very charming sponge.

Listen.

That's the Klopmann Monastery Choir.

They're good.

Very good.

I must explore this area

in the next few days.

Somewhere, a hungry singing group

is waiting for Max Detweiler...

...to pluck it out and make it famous

at the Salzburg Folk Festival.

- They get fame, you get money.

- It's unfair, I admit it.

But someday that'll be changed.

I shall get the fame too.

Good heavens, what's this?

It's nothing.

Just some local urchins.

This really is exciting for me, Georg.

Being here with you.

Trees, lakes,

you've seen them before.

That is not what I mean,

and you know it.

- You mean me? I'm exciting?

- Is that so impossible?

No, just highly improbable.

- There you go, running yourself down.

- Well, I'm a dangerous driver.

You're much less of a riddle

when I see you here, Georg.

- In my natural habitat?

- Yes, exactly.

Are you saying that I'm more

at home...

...among the birds and the flowers

and the wind that moves...

...through the trees

like a restless sea?

How poetic.

Yes, it was rather, wasn't it?

More at home here than in Vienna

in all your glittering salons...

...gossiping gaily with bores I

detest, soaking myself in champagne...

...stumbling about to waltzes

by Strausses I can't even remember?

- Is that what you're saying?

- Yes.

Now whatever gave you that idea?

Oh, I do like it here, Georg.

It's so lovely and peaceful.

How can you leave it so often?

Oh, pretending to be madly active,

I suppose.

Activity suggests a life

filled with purpose.

Could it be running away

from memories?

Or perhaps just searching

for a reason to stay.

I hope that's why you've been

coming to Vienna so often.

- Were there other distractions?

- I'd hardly call you a distraction.

Well, what would you call me, Georg?

Lovely...

...charming, witty, graceful,

the perfect hostess...

...and, you're going to hate me

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