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Tevye: gave each other a pledge. Unheard of, absurd.
You gave other a pledge?
Unthinkable. Where do you you are?
In Moscow? In Paris? Where do think are? America?
And what do you you're doing?
You stitcher, you nothing! Who do think you King Solomon?
isn't the way it's done, not here, not now.
Some I will not, I cannot, allow.
Tradtion-Marriages must be by the papa. This should never changed.
One time you pull out a prop, and where does it stop? Where does it stop?

Where it stop?
Do I still have to say about my daughter,
or doesn't anybody to ask the father any more?

I have wanted to ask you for time,
Reb Tevye, but first I wanted to up for my own sewing machine.

Stop talking nonsense. You're just a tailor.

That's true, Reb Tevey, but even a tailor is entitled to some happiness.
I you, Reb Tevey, your daughter will not starve.

He's beginning to talk a man.
But what of match would that be, with a poor tailor?
On the other hand, an honest, hard worker.
On the other hand, he has absolutely nothing. On the hand,
Things could never get worse for him, they coulud get better.
They gave other a pledge-unheard of, absurd.
gave each other a pledge-unthinkable.
But look at my face-she loves him,
She wants look at my daughters eyes, so hopeful.

Tradition!

Well, children, shall we make the wedding?

Tzeitel: you, Papa.

Thank you, Papa.

Tevey: Thank you, Papa! Golde! What do I do Golde? Help!