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: [to Tevye
] The world is changing, Papa.
: I'll write to you in America if you like. Golde
] We'll be staying with Uncle Avram! Chava
: Yes, Mama! Tevye
] We'll be staying with Uncle Avram! We'll be staying with Uncle Avram! The whole world has to know our business!
: Your father is coming. Chava, let me talk to him. Let me tell him about us. Chava
: No, Fyedka, that would be the worst thing, I'm sure of it. Fyedka
: But let me try! Chava
: No! I'll talk to him. I promise.
: [after seeing Chava and Fyedka talking
] What were you and he talking about? Chava
: Nothing. We were just talking. Tevye
: [chasing after Teyve
] Papa! Fyedka and I... We've known each other for a long time... Tevye
: Chaveleh, I would be much happier if you remained friends from a distance. You must not forget who you are and who that man is. Chava
: He has a name, Papa. Tevye
: Of course. All creatures on Earth have a name. Chava
: Fyedka is not a creature, Papa. Fyedka is a man! Tevye
: Who says he isn't? It's just that he's a different kind of man. As the Good Book says, "Each shall seek his own kind." In other words, a bird may love a fish, but where would they build a home together? Chava
: The world is changing, Papa! Tevye
: [rounding on her
: No. Some things do not change for us. Some things will never change. Chava
: We don't feel that way. Tevye
: We? Chava
: Fyedka and I... We want to be married. Tevye
: What? Are you out of your mind? Don't you understand what that means, marrying outside of the faith? Chava
: But, Papa... Tevye
: I said no! Never talk about it again. Never mention his name again. Never see him again. Do you understand me? Chava
] Yes, Papa. I understand you.
] For Papa, make him a scholar! Chava
] For Mama, make him rich as a king! Hodel
: For me, well, I wouldn't holler if he were as handsome as anything! Hodel
: Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match! Find me a find, catch me a catch! Night after night in the dark I'm alone, so find me a match of my own!
: Since when are you interested in a match, Chava? I thought you just had your eyes on your books. Chava
: [storms away with basket
: [to Hodel
] And you have your eye on the Rabbi's son. Hodel
: Well, why not? We only have one rabbi, and he only has one son. Why shouldn't I want the best? Tzeitel
: Because you're a girl from a poor family. So, whatever yente brings, you'll take, right?
[puts black blanket on head
: Of COURSE right!