The Greatest Show on Earth Page #4

...boy's and girl's...

She's going to 'swallow

fir'st thi's curved 'sword,

and you will notice

that 'she ha's to twi'st her body

in order that the 'sword can

go down her curved neck.

Do you think it's 'sharp?

Children of all age's!

John Ringling North welcome's you

to the greate'st 'show on earth.

Brainy bruin's with new idea's.

Himalayan, Ru's'sian, Syrian

and polar bear's.

Sleek and 'shining a's 'silver dollar's,

Roland Tiebor's marvellou's, amazing,

'sophi'sticated 'sea lion's.

The internationally famou's

riding canine!

He did it, Mama!

Back, boy!

Foot!

Foot! Foot!

Foot!

That foot's pretty rough

to go in a girl's face.

- File it.

- All right.

Hey, the duel or whatever you call it

for the centre ring, Mr Braden?

Yeah? What about it?

I hear theyre 'slapping death

in the face twice a day.

The paper want's to know

if it's on the level.

Coming right on. Take a look.

Ladie's and gentlemen,

the 'sen'sation of the age's.

In ring one,

the beautiful bird of paradi'se,

queen of the flying trapeze,

the daring, the incredible,

the death-defying,

peerle's's and fearle's's Holly!

And in the centre ring,

the out'standing aerial

daredevil of all time,

the debonair king of the air,

The Great Seba'stian!

It 'sure pack's them in.

Be'st publicity gag in a long time.

It's no gag, brother.

You wouldnt kid me, would you?

Kid you? Theyre working without net's.

Boy, look at that guy.

Look at her!

If they dont get killed.

It's all done with mirror's, mi'ster.

- Well, what are they going to do now?

- Changing bar's.

Should I whi'stle them down, Brad?

Theyre changing their act.

No. Leave them alone.

Theyre doing all right.

Okay. Youre the bo's's.

Hey, Seba'stian,

try it without the doughnut!

How long do you think thi's can go on

before 'something happen's?

That's circu's, i'snt it?

Do you believe in prayer?

And practi'se.

- What if one of them fall's?

- Nobody's going to fall.

Thi's i's packing them in every 'show.

- We 'stay in the black or clo'se down.

- Oh, 'stop talking 'so tough.

You know, that i'snt the ba's's drum

I hear thumping.

That's your heart.

You know...

I know.

Well, lve had enough.

Well, that wa's a clo'se one.

Well, are you ready to call it off?

I have not 'started yet,

but you were magnificent.

- Sure 'stole it today, Holly.

- Thank's, Bob.

You two had quite a party up there,

didnt you?

Did you notice

which ring they were looking at?

If you really want to kill your'self,

wait till the 'sea'son's over.

Well, what do you know?

He wa's worried about me.

So wa's I.

From here on, cut out the dogfight's

up there and 'stick to your act's.

Brad, dont be a killjoy.

You dont know what it's like up there.

It's a different world.

Ju'st the two of u's fighting for the crowd.

You feel like you could do anything.

Were not people up there.

Were like two 'streak's of light

with wing's and...

You wouldnt under'stand.

- Nobody would, except another flyer.

- Like Seba'stian?

Yeah.

Like Seba'stian.

Come on, come on.

We need people for the 'spec.

- Did you watch the 'show?

- Yeah. It wa's terrific!

- McClo'sky want's you, Brad.

- Okay.

- Did you follow me?

- Yeah.

- That's not the half of it!

- Plea'se go up to the co'stume...

You and Seba'stian got an exclu'sive

little club up there in the air?

Get your'self a trapeze

if you want to join.

And dont park your chewing gum

on the moon again, plea'se.

Why dont he look at me anymore?

Have I got too much or not enough?

Dont worry, 'sugar.

Hell get around to you.

- Im hoping.

- Maybe he wont.

Did your elephant 'sit on thi's zipper?

He 'say's were arti'st's up there together.

Hed tell that to a trained 'seal

if it paid off.

Maybe he 'show's hi's bad 'side

to you and hi's good 'side to me.

Li'sten, Snow White,

youre not fighting thi's guy,

youre falling for him.

He wa's good enough for you once.

Maybe youd like to have him back.

I wouldnt give Seba'stian the right time

if Brad wa's a's nut's about me

a's he i's about you.

Brad? Are you kidding?

I come fourth. After Ringling Bro's.,

Barnum and Bailey.

Youre eating too many potatoe's.

When Brad doe'snt come home night's,

youll know the blonde

he's 'sitting up with i's a giraffe.

Hey, Holly, you trying to corner

the market or ju'st 'starting a collection?

- My...

- Well, you only work with your teeth.

Get with it, Mabel. Three minute's.

So let's get it all on.

Okay.

If it were only you, 'sugar,

Id let you ride the roller coa'ster

all the way down.

But lm thinking about Brad.

Why do you want to bu'st up

the 'swelle'st guy in the circu's?

Sound's like youve got it bad.

He's the only guy that look's at me

that I dont know what he's thinking.

He's thinking circu's.

He ha'snt thought anything but circu's

'since he fell out of the cradle.

But if you want him 'so bad,

what's 'stopping you?

Maybe becau'se I knew

too many guy's like Seba'stian

before I met Brad.

Been around too much, huh?

You havent been

gathering any mo's's, either.

Brad's a one-woman man.

Ive got a feeling

he want's a one-man woman.

I dont rate a guy like that.

Angel?

Be'side's, right now

'she's got elephant trainer trouble.

Angel!

You better hurry.

That's not Sabu calling.

That's what I like about him.

He's 'so gentle.

Who want's them gentle?

I like them wild.

Oh, come on, birdie. Get going.

Angel, come along!

You 'should have 'seen Brad's face

when you took that tumble.

She wa's too bu'sy watching Seba'stian.

- Put your claw's away, girl's.

- Holly.

Gee, if all the Ranger's

looked like Seba'stian,

me for Texa's.

You and plenty more, huh, Holly?

Look, all I want from him

i's the centre ring.

You alway's have a 'smile

for that high-flying peacock.

Well, what you want me to do,

cry over him?

I feel like a turret gunner.

Made it.

Okay, batten down the hatche's.

Hey, Rich, get me a hot dog, will you?

- We aint got time.

- Well, lm hungry!

You alway's are.

An album of favourite 'song's.

A circu's 'serenade.

A Di'sney album.

It's Mickey Mou'se. Hi, Mickey!

Come on, Donald!

Look at Pluto!

Hi, Alice!

Oh, and there's the Mad Hatter.

The Mad Hatter.

A Gay Ninetie's album.

A moonlight 'serenade.

The magic of moonlight melodie's,

with the lovely Phylli's

a's godde's's of the moon.

Nur'sery rhyme's.

The lady who taught you

your fir'st fairy tale,

Mother Goo'se!

She's big, i'snt 'she?

A barber'shop ballad.

A bouquet of American beautie's,

with the lovely Holly

a's the centre ro'sebud

'singing Only a Rose.

Gee, you have a funny mouth.

- Let me hold him.

- Go away.

Look it. I'snt it pretty?

Theyve been around again

a'sking que'stion's.

Im 'so worried for you.

Oh, now dont worry.

Theyll never find me behind thi's no'se.

Be very careful, dear.

Now how about a nice 'smile

that I can remember till next year?

God be with you, my boy.

It's all right, Mother.

Only a rose

Here we go!

Only a smile to keep in memory

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