Jack and the Cuckoo-Clock Heart Page #3

Superb volcanic mechanics,

mon ami.

I need to find a clockmaker.

Do you know one?

I'm no clockmaker,

but I'm a handy fellow.

I'd enjoy tinkering with that.

Would you care to pay a visit

to my workshop in Paris

to put you back in working order?

Extraordinaire!

Your Dr. Madeleine is a genius!

The way it's pieced together is...

It's a labor of love.

Down to the tiniest detail.

Trouble is,

love is dangerous for me,

according to Madeleine.

- Is it badly damaged?

- No, it works fine.

That's an idea for my camera!

If I use a spring

identical to the one I used in

the barrel of your arteries,

this dream maker should

crank back into life.

Just like yours, my friend.

Mister...

Call me Georges.

Georges Mlis.

Mr. Mlis,

I met a little singer.

These things happen.

When I first saw her,

I felt an earthquake in my clock.

My gears creaked,

my tick-tock raced.

I gasped for breath,

hands whizzing, head spinning...

Did you like it?

I loved it!

Well then?

I became scared Madeleine was right,

that love would kill me.

Fear of being hurt

increases the chances of being hurt.

Do you think a tightrope-walker

stops to think about falling off?

No, they savor the thrill

of braving danger!

If you wrap yourself

in cotton wool,

you'll die of boredom.

You want to embark on

adventures with this girl?

If I can find her.

She may be in Grenada.

Nothing's more thrilling

than recklessness!

When you're 14

and chasing a girl across Europe,

you must have highly developed

reckless genes, right?

Look!

It works!

It functions like your heart.

A device that absorbs emotions!

I could make a film about

your cuckoo-clock heart now.

That sounds fun.

You know, when I was in love,

I kept inventing new gadgets.

Gadgets and more gadgets,

all to amuse my fiance.

I think she was sick

of my gadgets in the end.

One day, I chopped up

two of her shelves

and put them on wheels

from an old hospital cart,

for us to go gliding

in the moonlight.

She refused to get on and

made me repair the shelves.

Love isn't easy every day,

my boy.

Come with me to Andalusia.

Anything's possible there!

A conjuror on the verge

of a nervous breakdown

on your pilgrimage to love?

I'd love having a

magician along!

I'm your man.

Let me throw some tricks

in my bag and away we go!

Andalusia.

Andalusia.

Andalusia!

Andalusia.

Anda. Anda. Andalusia.

Anda. Anda.

Andalusia.

Anda. Anda. Andalusia!

Anda. Andalusia!

# I'm a human illusion #

# Who wants to be a man #

# No mechanics, no tricks #

# The gimmick of

my dreams #

# Would be to be

seen as a man #

# A grown man,

a human being #

Andalusia!

Anda!

# Who needs no tricks #

# A human not a freak #

# No mechanics, no tricks #

# The gimmick of my dreams #

# Would be to be seen as a man #

# A grown man, a human being. #

Andalusia.

I do believe we've arrived.

What do you think?

Ah!

Makes a change from Edinburgh.

My head's spinning!

Oh, extraordinary.

Roll up!

A man laying eggs,

two monsters in love,

three sobbing specters

at the Circo Bizzarro!

A man is turned into a bird

at the Ghost Train...

Ah!

Looking for work, shrimp?

I need a Frightener.

No, I'm looking for a

tiny flamenco singer.

Here?

A speck of dust in a sandstorm!

She has rinky-dink ankles

and knocks into things.

Knock it off!

Do you want the job or not?

The chica chocolate herself!

It's said she catches fire

to light up starless nights.

Coming up at the bandstand,

the flamenco picante

of Miss Acacia!

Miss Acacia?

Make your mind up!

I'll think it over.

Mr. Mlis!

Mr. Mlis!

Put your best poker face on,

never show any fear or doubts.

You have an ace up your sleeve.

It's a Heart.

Don't play the Jack.

Act the King and you'll

win the Queen.

I'm no good at cards.

You're different and you

think it's a weakness.

The reverse is true.

Difference is your strength.

Your fragility, your clock-heart,

makes you special

and so attractive.

Accept your difference.

My handicap as a weapon

of seduction? Seriously?

Sure!

Didn't you fall

for your little singer

because she kept

bumping into things?

Maybe so.

Shh.

It's open.

The coast is clear.

Charge!

Madeleine:
One kiss, however light,

could destroy you.

Just like that...

Six feet under!

# My vision's not quite right #

# But glasses make

me look a sight #

# Enough to give the

world a fright #

# Like a sprite... #

Who let you in?

The ultimate seduction

is giving the illusion of

not trying to seduce her.

Hey. Hello.

I leaned against your door

and landed on your couch.

You often crash in on

girls about to change?

No, not often.

Where else do you land?

In the bed or the shower?

I'm sorry.

Haven't we met?

You look familiar.

Familiar?

What do you want?

I have something for you.

What is it?

A bouquet of glasses.

I prefer flowers.

I don't wear glasses.

They make me look like a fly.

Fine by me.

Can we see each other again,

glasses or no?

Perhaps.

- You're not from here, are you?

- I am.

I work on the Ghost Train.

Great, so you're the

new Frightener?

Exactly!

The new Frying-Tonightener is me.

Can I see you in action?

Sure.

Where?

The Ghost Train.

Of course!

Tomorrow?

4 o'clock?

Perfect.

How did it go?

Yes, how?

Great!

She said "perhaps. "

Georges, would you care to stay

for a cup of coffee?

- Or tea?

- Both.

The job's still open?

You always run to

think things over?

Yes, I gave it lots of thought.

I'd really like the job.

How do you frighten people?

It won't make us millionaires.

At least, you'll make

the trains run on time.

Count on it.

Know your place, scare people

and we're good.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Miss!

Hello!

You gave me a fright.

I have a sensitive heart.

Me too.

# When I went

on the Ghost Train #

# I met this old girl called

Brigitte Heim #

# I'm the boss of

the Ghost Train #

# I used to steal skulls

from the graves #

# To make nice decorations #

# In the Ghost Train #

# She was a soul

on the Ghost Train #

# She wants me to

frighten people #

# Little me #

# If you walk on skulls #

# And break something #

# You pay #

# I was the king

of the Ghost Train #

# 'Cause other people want

to see my heart bleeding #

# I was the king

of the Ghost Train #

# Until the day

when the little fire girl #

# Comes to see me #

# I don't care about

scary woman #

# And all her houses

full of emptiness #

# Oh, I don't care about

scary woman #

# And all her houses

full of emptiness #

# 'Cause the little fire girl

of my dreams #

# Is sleeping in

my arms now #

# Arms now #

# Arms now #

# Arms now... #

# I'm the king

of the Ghost Train... #

# You're in love

with your own skull #

# It's a nice decoration #

# For the Ghost Train #

# If you give me a headache #

# You'll pay #

# If you don't scare people #

# You'll pay #

# Pay, pay, pay,

they always pay #

# Pay, pay, pay,

they always pay #

# Pay, pay, pay,

they always pay #

# There's ghosts,

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