Jack and the Cuckoo-Clock Heart Page #5

It's rain.

Do you like it?

Miss Acacia loved

the sound of rain

but she'd no idea

it was in fact

the heartbeat of her

mini-prince charming.

If only, that day,

he'd told her what

that noise was,

a few years later, after Jack

had crossed half of Europe,

like Don Quixote tilting

at impossible dreams,

she'd have recognized him

because she would have

believed in his heart.

Then they could sample

the peerless magic

of blending dream

and reality.

Go on!

Ouch.

Ah!

What are you doing here?

Practicing kissing you

while you're sleeping.

If you are the boy from

my dream in Edinburgh,

what stopped you

from saying so?

Fear you wouldn't remember.

I find it hard to believe.

Mummy taught me only

to believe my own eyes.

Put your glasses on.

My parents were

tricked like that

and I never saw

them again.

That's why I fled Edinburgh.

They were so trusting.

Too trusting.

We were smuggled

into Scotland.

Mummy and I were

illegal aliens.

A neighbor promised

to help us.

Next day, he came

with policemen.

I lay so long in the snow

that my feet froze.

So did my eyes in places.

I cried ice tears.

I never had good sight,

but since then, even with glasses,

I can hardly see at all.

I wind my heart

with this key.

Without it,

I'd fall to sleep forever.

You can open it, wind it up,

do anything you want.

It doesn't hurt?

Not exactly.

Is that normal?

Yes. Don't worry.

It's just I've been in

love with you so long.

Trust me. Keep going.

# You are the key

that opens me totally #

# You may explore my body #

# From the inside,

give my heart a tweak #

# To see if I weep #

# When your tongue shimmers

like a prize #

# Gazing in your eyes, I rise #

# You make me complete #

# My lady key #

# My lady key #

# I know where to press #

# To make you laugh or fry #

# I'll scatter butterflies

wherever you lie #

# To give you the feeling

you'll take to the skies #

# Flying, flying, pop go

your pretty high heels #

# Let me suspend

time so it lasts #

# A fraction longer. #

Where've you been?

And you! You're wasting

your time with him.

You're on stage at the

bandstand in 5 minutes.

Here.

I have to go.

Keep it.

It's the key to your heart.

It's yours.

No, it's yours now.

- Shall we go?

- Sorry?

After your concert,

shall we run for the heels?

The hills, you mean!

Exactly!

Where'd we go?

I've no idea, but say yes.

Watch out. If you split

my skulls, you pay!

I'm splitting!

What'll you do, you old trinket?

Window-dressing at a clockmaker's?

In a cemetery?

Good idea. I have a

grave in my name.

Scram!

Oh!

- Well?

- Yes, well?

She loves the real me!

Congratulations!

I'm so happy for you.

After her concert,

we're taking French bread.

French leave, you mean?

That as well!

In any case,

it's all thanks to you.

We'll miss you.

Write from time to time.

Anda... anda...

Andalusia!

Jack? You're early,

your clock's fast.

Joe? What are

you doing here?

It was my dream

to see Andalusia.

As I'd kept the birthday

cards you sent,

I said to myself,

I'll go and see my Miss Acacia.

With any luck,

I can hear her sing.

That's nice.

You're leaving?

Yes, with the man I loved

when I was little, Jack.

We leave tonight.

You're going with him?

Congratulations.

I didn't recognize him at first,

but I think I always knew.

Funny. Running into my

childhood enemy again.

Here?

His heartbeat's haunted my nights

since school.

I can't stand hearing a clock now.

It drives me mad.

Right, I'm ready.

At the time, little Jack,

with his air of a sad bird.

I never realized how

dangerous he was.

Dangerous?

You've noticed he doesn't

have a normal heart?

I've noticed.

That thing of his,

shaped like a clock.

It's not a heart,

it's a grenade, a time-bomb.

I should know, I paid to find out.

That's impossible.

Jack wouldn't hurt a fly.

Except when he loses control

of his heart

and fails to abide

by the 3 rules.

What rules?

# Firstly never touch #

# The hands of your heart #

# Rule number two #

# Keep your temper

under control #

# Last but not least #

# The most important rule #

# Whatever else you do #

# Never fall in love. #

You want to make

me a murderess?

What do you mean?

Joe told me it all. The 3 rules,

his eye, everything!

Joe?

You can't lie your way out of it!

Joe's here?

How could you hide

that from me?

Who are you?

Who am I...

Who was I falling for?

I could kill you!

I don't want to love you!

I refuse to be your murderess!

That's not love.

You're selfish!

You've got it wrong!

You didn't gouge his eye?

It was an accident.

I'd rather it never came to that,

but he forgot to mention

all he did to me.

He deserved to lose

an eye for it?

Of course not.

But why'd he come here

to tell you all this?

To steal you from me!

To protect me from you!

He never protected anyone!

He terrorized everybody.

Look at what he's doing to us now!

Great.

Lose your temper, too.

Listen...

Don't touch me.

Ah!

- Ah!

- Stop that!

You scare me.

I'm sorry.

It's raining.

Leave me alone.

My love for you is offbeat

because of my makeshift heart,

but it's true love.

Madeleine forbade

me to fall in love,

yet I put my life in your hands.

Since I saw you sing and we

bumped into each other,

all I wanted was to find you.

I can face anything for you.

I can do anything for you.

Apparently. What you're

doing now is just crazy!

I know and it's driving me nuts.

I'd prefer you to be

nuts than dead.

Now, go.

Go away, please.

# Years and years spent

reflecting and ruminating #

# Unable to accept my adventure

had been terminated #

# Miss Acacia haunts my mind

however hard I try #

# I set out to find her and the

man who poked out my eye #

# That's right I'm back

I'm here to take action #

# I won't stay in Edinburgh

floundering in woe and dejection #

# In my dreams my love

for her is undying #

# Now it's time to win her back

or I'll die trying #

# I couldn't wait to see again

my worst enemy, little Jack #

# And hearing that cursed clock

immediately took me back #

# When I caught a glimpse of him

I felt the pressure rise #

# We needed to have a talk

but I saw hatred in his eyes #

# I explained that losing one of mine

changed me forever #

# I'd suffered for being different

and revenge was not my agenda #

# Bullying him in the past cost

me an eye and now we're quits #

# The only battle I want

with Jack is one of wits #

# I understand he hates me

for all the torment he sustained #

# I humiliated and persecuted him,

caused him every type of pain #

# But asking about Miss Acacia

from day one was pretty dense #

# With just that single phrase

he signed his death sentence #

# What we have in common

is that we'd do anything for her #

# And older and wiser we can

forget the scraps and slurs #

# I'll take Miss Acacia home

to Edinburgh to begin again #

# But first I offer Jack a duel

and may the best man win. #

You have only yourself to blame.

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