Queen: All alone, my pet?
Snow White: Why, why, yes, I am, but.
Queen: Then the little men are not here?
Snow White: No, they're not, but.
Queen: Mmm, mm-hmm.
Queen: Baking pies?
Snow White: Yes, gooseberry pie.
Queen: It's apple pies that make the menfolks' mouths water.
[presenting the poisoned apple to Snow White]
Queen: Pies made from apples like these.
Snow White: Oh, they do look delicious.
Queen: Yes, but wait till you taste one, dearie. Like to try one, hm? Go on. Go on, have a bite.