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[02:42.67]The hills are alive
[02:46.73]With the sound of music
[02:50.45]With songs they have sung
[02:54.51]For a thousand years
[02:58.21]The hills fill my heart
[03:03.46]With the sound of music
[03:06.81]My heart wants to sing Every song it hears
[03:13.94]My heart wants to beat like the wings Of the birds that rise
[03:20.52]From the lake to the trees
[03:24.90]My heart wants to sigh Like a chime that flies
[03:28.11]From a church on a breeze
[03:33.20]To laugh like a brook When it trips and falls
[03:37.33]Over stones on its way
[03:40.43]To sing through the night
[03:43.79]Like a lark who is learning to pray
[03:48.83]I go to the hills
[03:55.58]When my heart is lonely
[03:59.92]I know I will hear
[04:04.85]What I've heard before
[04:10.04]My heart will be blessed
[04:14.51]With the sound of music
[04:24.47]And I'll sing...
[04:29.64]...once more
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[04:45.50]The Sound Of Music Script
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[09:20.83]Hallelujah, hallelujah
[09:25.65]Hallelujah, hallelujah
[09:33.01]-Reverend Mother. -Sister Bernice.
[09:35.35]-I simply cannot find her. -Maria?
[09:38.25]She's missing again.
[09:41.51]We should've put a cowbell around her neck.
[09:44.09]Have you tried the barn? You know how much she adores the animals.
[09:47.12]I have looked everywhere. In all of the usual places.
[09:50.19]Sister, considering it's Maria. . .
[09:52.86]. . .I suggest you look in someplace unusual.
[09:58.27]Well, Reverend Mother. . .
[10:02.24]. . .I hope this new infraction ends whatever doubts. . .
[10:05.24]. . .you may still have about Maria's future here.
[10:08.22]I always try to keep faith in my doubts, Sister Berthe.
[10:12.47]After all, the wool of a black sheep is just as warm.
[10:16.25]We are not talking about sheep, black or white, Sister Margaretta.
[10:19.92]Of all the candidates for the novitiate, Maria is the least--
[10:26.99]Children, children.
[10:29.09]We were speculating about the qu