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You are taking my breath away.

You...

Now, here's something for your eye.

But, Hans, my Liebchen,

you have not been listening...

to a word I have been saying.

- Hans.

- Yes, Frieda?

- You have not been listening to me.

- Yes, I have, Frieda. I have.

Then what was I saying?

You were saying... What were you saying?

I was saying, tonight

you must not smoke such a big cigar.

Your voice was very bad

at tonight's show.

Please, Frieda, don't tell me what I do.

When I want a cigar, I smoke a cigar.

I want no orders from a woman.

This is the first time

since we have been engaged...

you have spoken to me so.

Why is it?

Friedchen, I'm sorry. I...

- Here's our coffee.

- There it is.

- Five lumps of sugar in each.

- What? Five lumps?

The little ape sent to Paris for this?

Yes, Paris. We're doing very well.

But I don't like fruit.

You should eat a lot. It's good for you.

Next time, I tell him I like champagne.

- Who is it?

- It's Hans.

- Who?

- It's Hans.

My darling, your basket of fruit was lovely.

But I am... taking a bath now.

- Can't you come back later?

- Yes, Frulein.

Thank you, dear.

You'll spoil everything if he hears you.

What's the matter?

You ain't singing as usual.

This morning

I have such a big washing to do.

How's Hans?

I said, how's Hans?

Hans is fine. Danke, he's fine.

Frieda, something's wrong. What is it?

Nothing. Only...

That Cleopatra woman... My Hans...

- I cannot tell it.

- She's still after Hans, ain't she?

Yeah. Always she's smiling by him.

Well, if she smiles by somebody I know...

she'll have to buy herself

a new set of teeth.

Why is it we women

always has got to worry?

It's always been that way.

I guess it always will be.

Yeah. And, by me, she has no shame.

Always, when I can hear it,

she says to him:

"Many thanks, my darling, for the flowers.

"Thanks, my darling," for this...

and "Thanks, my darling," for that.

Always something he has given her.

Don't you worry, Frieda.

He doesn't love her.

That big horse.

Yes, but she keeps after him.

That's why I worry.

Why not pink tights?

You know. With spangles all around.

It will show her figure off more.

Nein. No tights.

Without tights.

You know, that soft, flimsy,

what-you-call-it stuff.

Where the figure shows through.

Why not like Lady Godiva?

Ja, that's it. And I'll hire her

to ride the back of my bull.

Dummkopf! What have you

on your shoulder for heads?

Swiss cheese?

- What's the matter, Cleo?

- I think I strained my shoulder last night.

Give a rub, will you?

Farther.

Down.

Over.

It's so good to be rubbed.

- Our cards, lady.

- What for?

A couple of rubbers from Berlin.

That reminds me. I had a swell dream

about you last night.

- You did?

- Yeah.

You were standing in a bathing suit

on a rock. You know, like a statue.

The wind was blowing through your hair,

the waves were washing around you.

And your figure. How it stood out.

It looked great.

Say, you have got a good figure.

Do you think so?

- Sure.

- Phroso.

Did you try that gag I told you about?

Yeah, I did, and it was a wow.

Get up here, Johnny. I'll show it to you.

I did what you told me,

and it laid them right in the sawdust.

Watch this, Venus.

- Hello, Venus.

- Hello, Johnny.

Phroso, what else did you dream?

Then the dream changed. We was in Paris.

- Paris?

- Yeah, at the opera, right in the front box.

- We were all dressed up.

- What did I have on?

And did I look swell.

Everybody was pointing at me.

They were saying,

"That's Phroso, the clown."

And was I embarrassed.

- Did they say anything about me?

- Sure.

- What did they say?

- Hit me.

Go ahead. Hit me.

On the head. Hit me.

That's how it is. You don't think it's funny.

It's sad, is it? It will just panic them,

that's how sad it is.

No.

When? Come on!

Come on, Venus.

The bearded lady's baby's born!

- Ain't it cute? What is it?

- A girl.

Oh, boy, that's great.

And it's going to have a beard.

- How's the proud father?

- Fine.

- What was it?

- A girl.

Better luck next time.

You may get a couple of Smith Brothers.

I'm trying.

Please, Violet, don't quarrel

with him anymore.

If he's going to say anything,

let him say it.

Don't let him "p-p-p" for an hour.

You're going to do as I say.

I'm the boss of my home.

- Half of it, you mean.

- Please, Violet.

Listen here. I don't want

those tramps you go with...

hanging around my wife.

Be quiet. Hook up our dress.

If it isn't your dress I'm hooking up,

it's something else.

And another thing. You got to cut out

getting drunk every night, too.

- Is that so?

- Yeah.

I'm not going to have my wife laying

in bed half the day with your hangover.

Daisy, let's get out of here.

No, she don't.

She's going to stay right here.

Come on. I got to go.

You're always using that for an...

For an alibi.

Cleopatra ain't one of us.

Why, we're just filthy things to her.

She'd spit on Hans

if he wasn't giving her presents.

Let her try it.

Let her try doing anything to one of us.

You're right.

She don't know us, but she'll find out.

There you are.

I peeked out of the corner of my eye...

and caught Madame Tetrallini

giving us the once-over.

I guess she knows she's got a good act.

One of the best in the business.

It isn't only our act that gets them.

We've got personality.

We know how to sell the stuff.

Same way in the last town.

Never heard such applause in your life.

Let me tell you something

that everybody around here don't know.

We're only killing time with this circus.

We've got bigger time to follow,

and we can do it, too.

Catch our act tomorrow night.

We got something new.

Yeah? Can you do anything

with your eyebrow?

Schlitze, what a pretty dress.

How beautiful you look tonight.

You're just a man's woman.

You know what I mean? You.

If you're a good girl,

when I get to Paris I'll buy you a big hat...

with a long, beautiful feather on it.

- Hello, Elvira.

- Hi.

Hello, Jennie Lee. Look.

Hasn't Schlitze got a beautiful dress?

Isn't that pretty?

When I get to Paris, I'm going to buy her

a big hat with a long feather on it.

And if you're good girls, I'll buy you a hat

with a bigger feather on it.

Why, Schlitze, what's the matter?

I'm sorry, Schlitze.

Did you see him?

He was out there again tonight.

He followed you from the last town.

I know it, and if Eddie sees it,

there'll be a fight.

- It ain't your fault.

- There you are, Frances.

- Thought you'd gone to bed.

- Hello, Rollo.

Hear that crowd out there again tonight?

I bet you thought the tent was on fire.

Well, it wasn't.

Just the Rollo Brothers

panicking them again.

But then, we do it in every town.

We're so used to it,

it's getting monotonous.

You want to take a look

at our act tomorrow night.

Careful. Don't waste any of it.

- Look how it sparkles.

- Like your eyes.

Dancing, gay, like bubbles.

It's delicious.

Nice.

It comes by the finest vineyards of France.

And you sent for it especially for me?

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