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Chava
- Hodel: [singing] For Papa, make him a scholar!
- Chava: [singing] For Mama, make him rich as a king!
- Hodel, Chava: For me, well, I wouldn't holler if he were as handsome as anything!
- Hodel, Chava: 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!
- Tevye: [after seeing Chava and Fyedka talking] What were you and he talking about?
- Chava: Nothing. We were just talking.
- Tevye: Good.
- [walks away]
- Chava: [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!
- [calmly]
- Tevye: 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: [quietly] Yes, Papa. I understand you.
- Tzeitel: Since when are you interested in a match, Chava? I thought you just had your eyes on your books.
- Chava: [storms away with basket]
- Hodel: [giggles]
- Tzeitel: [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]
- Tzeitel: Of COURSE right!
- Chava: Papa? Papa, I've been looking everywhere for you.
- [Tevye begins to walk away without speaking]
- Chava: Papa? Papa, stop! At least listen to me! Papa? I beg you to accept us!
- [the scene freezes]
- Tevye: Accept them? How can I accept them? Can I deny everything I believe in?
- [looks back at Chava]
- Tevye: On the other hand - can I deny my own daughter? On the other hand - how can I turn my back on my faith? My people? If I try and bend that far, I'll break! On the other hand... No - there is no other hand! No Chava! no!