Com base no que o Espantalho diz , ambos caminhos do norte parecem levar à Esmeralda Cidade, presumivelmente dividindo-se em torno de um objeto imóvel (como as colinas que vemos à distância) e voltando mais adiante:
Scarecrow : Pardon me. That way is a very nice way.
Dorothy : Who said that?......Don't be silly, Toto. Scarecrows don't talk.
Scarecrow : It's pleasant down that way, too.
Dorothy : That's funny. Wasn't he pointing the other way?
Scarecrow : Of course, people do go both ways!
Se você prestar muita atenção, o Espantalho realmente não diz que ele não sabe qual rota / s leva à Cidade das Esmeraldas, simplesmente que ele não consegue se decidir é o mais agradável .
Dorothy : Are you doing that on purpose, or can't you make up your mind?
Scarecrow : That's the trouble. I can't make up my mind. I haven't got a brain, only straw.
Para completar, devo observar que no romance de origem , não há divisão na estrada que, obviamente, torna a escolha mais fácil:
"That is true," said the Scarecrow. "You see," he continued confidentially, "I don't mind my legs and arms and body being stuffed, because I cannot get hurt. If anyone treads on my toes or sticks a pin into me, it doesn't matter, for I can't feel it. But I do not want people to call me a fool, and if my head stays stuffed with straw instead of with brains, as yours is, how am I ever to know anything?"
"I understand how you feel," said the little girl, who was truly sorry for him. "If you will come with me I'll ask Oz to do all he can for you."
"Thank you," he answered gratefully.
They walked back to the road. Dorothy helped him over the fence, and they started along the path of yellow brick for the Emerald City.