A, B, C
When you sing, you begin with Do-re-mi
The first three notes Just happen to be
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 Oh, oh, oh
- 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 - 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
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
- Tea - A drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to doe
- Do - Re
- Mi - Fa
- So - La
- Ti - Do, do
- Ti - La
- So - Fa
- Mi - Re
- Do - Mi, mi
- Mi - So, so
- Re - Fa, fa
- La - Ti, ti
- Do - Mi, mi
- Mi - So, so
- Re - Fa, fa
- La - Ti, ti
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
Tea! 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
Fa
Mi-re
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."
Unless the jokes improve, I'm taking back my invitation.
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 for this...
...in a way, my savior.
Oh, how unromantic.
I'd be an ungrateful wretch if I didn't say...
...that you brought some meaning back into my life.
I am amusing, I suppose.
I have the finest couturier in Vienna and a glittering circle of friends.
- I do give some rather gay parties. - Oh, yes.
But take all that away...
...and you have just wealthy, unattached little me...
...searching, just like you.
More strudel, Herr Detweiler?
- How many have I had? - Two.
Make it an uneven three.
Still eating, Max? Must be unhappy.
That mixed quartet I've been trying to steal away from Sol Hurok.
- What happened? - Sascha Petrie stole them first.
I hate thieves.
Max, you really must try and learn to love yourself.
I had to call Paris, Rome and Stockholm.
- On Georg's telephone, of course. - How else could I afford it?
I like rich people, the way they live and how I live when I'm with them.
I wonder where the children are.
They must have heard I was coming and hid.
I was hoping they'd be here to welcome you.
Max, do step out of character for a moment and try and be charming.
Well?
Well what?
Have you made up his mind? Do I hear wedding bells?
- Pealing madly. - Marvelous.
- Not necessarily for me. - What kind of talk's that?
None-of-your-business talk.
I'm terribly fond of him, so don't toy with us.
But I'm a child. I like toys. So tell me everything.
Come on. Tell me every teensy-weensy, intimate, disgusting detail.
Well, let's just say I have a feeling I may be here on approval.
- I approve of that. How can you miss? - Far too easily.
If I know you, darling, and I do, you will find a way.
- He's no ordinary man. - No, he's rich.
His wife's death gave him a great heartache.
And your husband's death gave you a great fortune.
Oh, Max, you really are a beast.
You and Georg are like family. That's why I want to see you married.
We must keep all that lovely money in the family.
- What are you doing there? - Oh, Captain von Trapp.
I was just looking for...
I didn't see, I mean, I didn't know you were...
Heil Hitler!
Who are you?
I have a telegram for Herr Detweiler.
- I am Herr Detweiler. - Yes, sir.
You've delivered your telegram. Now get out.
- Georg, he's just a boy. - Yes, and I'm just an Austrian.
Things will happen. Make sure they don't happen to you.
Max! Don't you ever say that again.
I have no political convictions.
- Can I help it if other people do? - You can help it.
You must help it.
Hello?
You're far away. Where are you?
In a world that's disappearing, I'm afraid.
Is there any way I could bring you back to the world I'm in?
- Father! Father! - There's your father!
Oh, captain, you're home!
Come out of that water at once!
Oh, you must be Baroness Schraeder.
I'm soaked to the skin!
Straight line!
This is Baroness Schraeder.
And these...
...are my children.
How do you do?
Go inside, dry off, clean up, change your clothes and report back here!
Fräulein, you will stay here, please!
I think I'd better go see what Max is up to.
Now, fräulein...
...I want a truthful answer.
Yes, captain.
Is it possible, or could I have just imagined it?
Have my children, by any chance, been climbing trees today?
Yes, captain.
I see.
And where, may I ask, did they get these?
- Play clothes. - Is that what they are?
I made them from the drapes that used to hang in my bedroom.
- Drapes? - They have plenty of wear left.
We've been everywhere in them.
Are you telling me that my children have been roaming about Salzburg...
...dressed up in nothing but some old drapes?
And having a marvelous time!
- They have uniforms. - Forgive me, straitjackets.
They can't be children if they worry about clothes...
They don't complain.
They don't dare. They love you too much and fear...
Don't discuss my children.
You've got to hear, you're never home...
I don't want to hear more!
I know you don't, but you've got to!
- Liesl's not a child. - Not one word...
Soon she'll be a woman and you won't even know her.
Friedrich wants to be a man but you're not here to show...
Don't you dare tell me...
Brigitta could tell you about him. She notices everything.
Kurt acts tough to hide the pain when you ignore him...
...the way you do all of them.
Louisa, I don't know about yet.
The little ones just want love. Please, love them all.
I don't care to hear more.
- I am not finished yet, captain! - Oh, yes, you are, captain!
Fräulein.
You will pack your things this minute...
...and return to the abbey.
What's that?
It's singing.
Yes, I realize it's singing. But who is singing?
The children.
The children?
I taught them something to sing for the baroness.
My heart wants to sing Every song it hears
Every song that it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings Of the birds that rise
From the lake to the trees
To the trees
My heart wants to sigh Like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook When it trips and falls
Over stones on its way
On its way
To sing through the night
Like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills
When my heart is lonely
I know I will hear
What I've heard before
My heart will be blessed
With the sound of music
And I'll sing
Once more
Edelweiss!
You never told me how enchanting your children are.
Don't go away.
Fräulein.
I...
...behaved badly. I apologize.
I'm far too outspoken. It's one of my worst faults.
You were right.
I don't know my children.
There's still time, captain. They want so much to be close to you.
And you brought music back into the house.
I'd forgotten.
Fräulein.
I want you to stay.
I ask you to stay.
- lf I could be of any help. - You have already.
More than you know.
Marta.
Curtain!
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
Loud was the voice Of the lonely goatherd
Lay odl lay odl loo
Folks in a town That was quite remote heard
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
Lusty and clear From the goatherd's throat heard
Lay odl lay odl loo
Ho ho lady odlee ho Ho ho lady odl lay
Ho ho lady odl lee ho Lady odl lee ho lay
Marta. Marta!
Gretl, the prince!
A prince on the bridge Of a castle moat heard
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
Men on a road With a load to tote heard
Lay odl lay odl loo
Men in the midst Of a table d'hôte heard
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
Men drinking beer With the foam afloat heard
Lay odl lay odl loo
One little girl In a pale pink coat heard
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
She yodeled back To the lonely goatherd
Lay odl lay odl loo
Soon her mama With a gleaming gloat heard
Lay odl lay odl lay hee hoo
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Lay odl lay odl loo
- Hm hm hm hmm - Hm hm hmm
- Odl lay hee - Odl lay hee
- Odl lay hee hee - Odl lay hee hee
Odl lay hee
Ho ho lady odlee ho Ho ho lady odl lay
Ho ho lady odl lee ho Lady odl lee ho lay
One little girl In a pale pink coat heard
Lady odl lady odl lay woo hoo
She yodeled back To the lonely goatherd
Lady odl lady odl loo
Soon her mama With a gleaming gloat heard
Lady odl lady odl lay hm hm
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Lay odl lay odl loo
Happy are they Lady ho lady lee ho
Ho lady ho lady lady ho
Soon the duet will become a trio
Lady odl lady odl loo
Odl lay hee
- Odl lay hee - Odl lay hee
- Odl lay hee hee - Odl lay hee hee
- Odl lay hee - Odl lay hee
- Odl lay odl lay - Odl lay odl lay
Odl lay hee odl lay hee odl lay, hoo!
- Bravo! - Bravo!
Very good!
Wonderful!
- Can we keep the puppets, Uncle Max? - Yes, can we?
Of course you may, my darlings.
Why else did I tell Professor Kohner to send the bill to your father?
Well done, fräulein.
I really am very much impressed.
They're your children, captain.
My dear, is there anything you can't do?
Well, I'm not sure I'll make a good nun.
If you have any problems, I'd be happy to help you.
Attention, everyone!
I have an announcement to make. Surprise! Surprise!
Today, after a long and desperate search...
...I have found a most exciting entry for the Salzburg Folk Festival.
Congratulations, Max.
And who will you be exploiting this time?
- The Saint Ignatius Choir? - Guess again.
Well, let me see now. The Klopmann Choir?
- No, no, no, no. - No, no?
Tell us.
A singing group all in one family. You'll never guess, Georg.
What a charming idea!
Whose family?
Yours.
They'll be the talk of the festival.
- Well, now, what's so funny? - You are, Max.
You're expensive, but very funny.
- They'll be a sensation! - No, Max.
It's a wonderful idea. Fresh, original.
Max! My children do not sing in public.
You can't blame me for trying.
Children, who shall we hear from next?
Who?
Yes.
The vote is unanimous.
You, captain.
Me?
- I don't understand. - Please.
No, no, no, no.
I'm told that you were quite good.
- That was a very, very long time ago. - I remember, Father.
- Play us something we know. - Oh, please, Father.
Well...
- Why didn't you tell me? - What?
To bring along my harmonica.
Edelweiss
Every morning you greet me
Small and white
Clean and bright
You look happy
To meet me
Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever
- Edelweiss - Edelweiss
Every morning you greet me
- Small and white - Small and white
- Clean and bright - Clean and bright
You look happy
To meet me
Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever
Anytime you say the word, Georg, you can be part of my new act:
The von Trapp Family Singers.
I have a wonderful idea, Georg.
Let's really fill this house with music.
You must give a grand and glorious party for me.
- A party? - Yes, Father, please!
It's high time I met all your friends...
...and they met me. Don't you agree?
- I see what you mean. - Oh, please!
Children, it's bedtime. Come now, say good night.
Good night, Father.
- Good night. - Good night, Baroness Schraeder.
Good night, Father.
Good night, Uncle Max.
It'll be my first party, Father!
- Captain. - Herr Zeller. Baroness Schraeder.
- Good evening, Herr Zeller. - Baroness.
How do you do? Good evening.
Did you notice the obvious display of the Austrian flag?
The women look so beautiful.
I think they look ugly.
You're just scared of them.
Silly, only grown-up men fear women.
- I think the men look beautiful. - How would you know?
Liesl, who are you dancing with?
Nobody.
Oh, yes, you are.
May I have this dance?
I'd be delighted, young man.
Why didn't you tell me you could dance?
We feared you'd make us all dance. The von Trapp Family Dancers.
What are they playing?
It's the Laendler. An Austrian folk dance.
- Show me. - I haven't danced since I was little.
You remember. Please?
- Well... - Please.
All right. Come on over here.
Now you bow and I curtsy.
- Like this? - Fine. Now we go for a little walk.
One, two, three. One, two, three.
One, two, three, step together. Now, step hop, step hop.
Now turn under. Not quite.
This way. Hop step, hop. And under.
Kurt, we'll have to practice.
Do allow me, will you?
I don't remember anymore.
- Your face is all red. - Is it?
I don't suppose I'm used to dancing.
Why, that was beautifully done.
What a lovely couple you make.
It's time the children said good night.
We'll be in the hall.
- We have something special prepared. - Right!
Yes, come on!
All that needless worrying, Georg.
You thought you wouldn't find a friend at the party.
- A bit chilly out tonight, isn't it? - Oh, I don't know.
It seemed rather warm to me.
Ladies and gentlemen.
The children of Captain von Trapp wish to say good night to you.
There's a sad sort of clanging From the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery An absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "coo-coo"
Coo-coo
- Regretfully, they tell us - Coo-coo
- But firmly they compel us - Coo-coo
- To say goodbye - Coo-coo
To you
So long, farewell Auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go And leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell Auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu To you and you and you
So long, farewell Au revoir, auf Wiedersehen
I'd like to stay And taste my first champagne
- Yes? - No.
So long, farewell Auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh And say goodbye
Goodbye
I'm glad to go
I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float
I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed
And so must I
So long
Farewell
Auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye
Extraordinary! What they'd do at the festival.
Young lady, I must have a word with you.
Georg, you won't let this girl get away. She must join the party.
- No, really I... - Stop. Stop it now.
- Georg, please. - You can if you want to, fräulein.
I insist. You will be my dinner partner.
This is business. Franz...
...set another place next to mine for Fräulein Maria.
- Whatever you say. - It appears to be all arranged.
- It does. - I'm not suitably dressed.
You can change. We'll wait.
Captain, you must be very proud of your youngsters.
I am, thank you.
Is there a more beautiful expression of what is good in our country...
...than the innocent voices of our children?
Oh, come now, baron.
Would you have us believe that Austria holds a monopoly on virtue?
Herr Zeller, some of us prefer Austrian voices raised in song...
...to ugly German threats.
The ostrich buries his head in the sand...
...and sometimes in the flag.
Perhaps those who would warn you that the Anschluss is coming, and it is...
...would get further with you by setting their words to music.
If the Nazis take over Austria, you will be the entire trumpet section.
You flatter me.
Oh, how clumsy of me. I meant to accuse you.
It's very kind of you to offer to help me, baroness.
I'm delighted, Maria.
I really don't think I have anything that would be appropriate.
Now where is that lovely little thing you were wearing the other evening?
When the captain couldn't keep his eyes off you.
Couldn't keep his eyes off me?
Come, my dear, we are women.
Let's not pretend we don't know when a man notices us.
- Here we are. - The captain notices everybody.
There's no need to feel so defensive, Maria.
You are quite attractive, you know.
The captain would hardly be a man if he didn't notice you.
Baroness, I hope you're joking.
Not at all.
I've never done a thing to...
You don't have to, my dear.
Nothing's more irresistible to a man than a woman who's in love with him.
- In love with him? - Of course.
What makes it so nice is he thinks he's in love with you.
But that's not true.
Surely you've noticed the way he looks into your eyes.
And you know, you blushed in his arms when you were dancing just now.
Don't take it to heart.
He'll get over it soon enough, I think.
Men do, you know.
Then I should go.
I mustn't stay here.
- Is there something I can do to help? - No, nothing.
Yes.
Don't say a word to the captain.
No, I wouldn't dream of it.
Goodbye, Maria.
I'm sure you'll make a very fine nun.
Champagne, darling.
I feel like celebrating. Cheers.
- You know something. - Perhaps.
If you're so clever, tell me how to get fräulein to influence Georg.
I want those children in the festival.
Elsa, this is important to Austria.
Wouldn't do you any harm either.
I thought of that.
Well, if it's a matter of influence...
...maybe the one you have to be talking to is me.
- Two. - Three.
- Four. - Five.
- Six. - Seven.
Eight.
- Four. - Two.
- Seven. - Five.
- Two. - Six.
Isn't this fun?
- Four. - I'm number five.
- Oh, yes. - Eight.
- Two. - Four.
Six.
Two.
Baroness Schraeder, do you mind if we stop now? We're tired.
Whatever you want, dear.
We'll do it again tomorrow.
The country's so restful, isn't it?
Have some lemonade.
There must be an easier way.
I get a fiendish delight thinking of you as the mother of seven.
How do you plan to do it?
Darling, haven't you ever heard...
...of a delightful little thing called boarding school?
Baroness Machiavelli.
Uncle Max, where's Father?
I think he's in the house.
What's the matter with all you gloomy pussies?
- Nothing. - I know. Let's have a rehearsal.
What for?
Let's make believe we're on-stage at the festival.
- I don't feel like singing. - Not without Fräulein Maria.
Liesl, get the guitar. Come on, Marta.
Everybody into the group. Get in your places.
Now be cheerful, right? Give us the key, Liesl.
Now, impress me.
Gretl, why don't you sing?
- I can't. I've got a sore finger. - But you sang so beautifully at the party.
Come on, all of you. Try something you know. Enjoy it. Be cheerful.
All right, Liesl.
The hills are alive
With the sound of music