The Greatest Show on Earth Page #6

Come on. Move it up.

You...

All right. Put her down.

What's thi's, a new act?

You nearly lo'st

your 'stray lamb to a wolf.

You know, youve got a no'se a's long

a's that elephant's trunk.

Keep them both out of my bu'sine's's.

Theyre looking for thi's bull

down at the railroad yard.

- Ruth ju'st couldnt re'si'st the hay pile.

- Id hate to have your nerve in a tooth.

Come on, 'sugar. Let's go. Come on.

I think your coffee's kind of cold.

- Why did you do that, Holly?

- I dont know.

There's ju'st 'something

about Seba'stian that I...

Yeah, he's 'some glamour boy.

He 'said I had 'stardu'st in my eye's.

- I bet you never even noticed.

- Sure, I have.

But you werent rigged

for that one-armed 'swing.

I know, ju'st 'so the 'show keep's rolling.

Come over here.

I want to 'show you 'something.

Ju'st a few more 'spin's up there.

- You wouldve lo'st a good act.

- One of the be'st.

Now, look, Holly, I want you

to 'soft-pedal thi's 'stuff with Seba'stian.

- You do, Brad? Why?

- It's gone too far.

I gue's's youre right.

I have been playing with fire.

But it's all your fault.

If you werent 'such a big lug...

Im talking about your act,

thi's duel or whatever you call it.

I want you to 'stop it before you get hurt.

I's it me youre worried about

or the circu's?

- You.

- Brad, do you really mean that?

Why couldnt you 'say 'so?

Sure, III cut it out.

But lve got pride.

Hell look better than me.

- With a net under him?

- A net? Why a net?

To 'save hi's expen'sive neck.

- Well, I dont want a net.

- All right, then 'stick to the old act.

Sure, Brad. Whatever you 'say.

And when Seba'stian tone's down,

hi's net come's out, too.

Now, you going to 'stop

fooling around up there?

Sure, Brad.

- What about on the ground?

- On the ground?

Oh, that remind's me,

Jeannie pulled her 'shoulder tonight.

Shell be on the ground for a while.

Will you fill in with the flyer's again?

Of cour'se, Brad,

but you were ju'st gonna 'say that...

Line up that pole wagon! Swing it over!

Brad, on the ground...

- Do you want me to 'stop 'seeing him?

- On the ground? I...

Doughnut's?

You left a little of your fragrance behind

with your 'scarf.

May I e'scort you to the train?

Lm waiting for Brad.

- Till the next time, chrie.

- There wont be any next time.

No?

I think you have 'stardu'st

mixed up with 'sawdu'st.

Good night, bo's's man.

And on the ground,

I wouldnt want to meddle

in your private affair's.

To the right and left of the doorway.

Pompom hat's, folk's. Step right up.

Put your name on them,

your 'sweetheart's name,

your wife's name,

even your mother-in-law's name.

Step right up, folk's. Get your

pompom hat's before you leave.

- For you, Liebchen, a pre'sent.

- Thank you, 'sugar.

Straight from Pari's and twice a's cla's'sy.

- How doe's it look?

- It look's good.

Read it, what it 'say's.

Angel, du bist mein. What's it mean?

You are mine.

Li'sten, 'sugar, lm not your's.

And lm not wearing any hat

that 'say's 'so.

The 'sooner you take no for an an'swer,

the ea'sier it's gonna be for both of u's.

Becau'se it i's no.

The only thing I like about you

are your elephant's.

But, Angel...

Want to win a baby doll?

Wi'se up. I know doll's.

Theyre my bu'sine's's.

Take's dough to get a dame like her.

Her heart i's ice.

She wouldnt 'say no

to a hunk of ice like thi's.

But I could not buy 'such a thing.

Go ahead, take it.

Your credit's okay with me.

- What's the matter, pal?

- My wallet's gone.

Are you 'sure?

I had the wallet in my pocket

when I wa's right here.

- And I had $10 in it.

- Did you, now?

- You mu'st be mi'staken, friend.

- Oh, no. I...

Well, maybe I wa's.

Harry, you make trouble.

Right thi's way, folk's,

and win a baby doll!

Everybody play's, everybody win's.

Keep your eye on the arrow, folk's.

Round and round it goe's

and where it 'stop's, nobody know's.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

Everybody play's.

How did he get in there?

Water's coming out of it.

Look at that 'silly umbrella.

Sit down, Son.

Your attention, plea'se.

The greate'st 'show on earth

proudly pre'sent's

the mo'st 'sen'sational

flying act's of all time,

dazzling, dauntle's's daredevil's

of the flying trapeze,

breathtaking, death-defying

marvel's in midair!

Hey!

Hello.

You crazy devil,

how did you get up here?

I bribed your catcher.

- Let me go!

- Ki's's me.

Look, youre holding up the act.

I could 'swing with you forever like thi's.

Why will you not 'see me anymore?

- Theyre waiting. Plea'se put me back.

- Not until you ki's's me.

When I ki's's you, I need both feet

on the ground. Let me go.

- You really in'si'st, chrie?

- Ye's! Let me go!

Goodbye.

Seba'stian wont give up, Brad.

You better marry me quick

or lm a gone pigeon.

You get back up there and fini'sh the act

or youll be a dead pigeon.

Ye's, 'sir.

We got trouble on the midway.

- Harry?

- Yeah, hi's doll conce's'sion.

Get your'self a little 'spending money.

Here we go for another 'spin.

The more you play, the more you win.

- Let's go, Sam. You cant win at thi's.

- I got no more money anyhow.

Come on, mi'ster, you cant quit now.

Youre bound to hit it thi's time.

What do you think youre doing?

Let go of me.

- How much did you lo'se, lady?

- Thi's month's egg money, nearly $50.

Take thi's. Go on in and enjoy the 'show.

Get rid of the cu'stomer's, Joe.

Dont mix it, Brad. Youll get hurt.

- You know I run a clean 'show.

- Youre not running me!

Hey, did you 'see that?

Right in the ki's'ser!

Hey, look out, Brad!

The bo's's finally caught you, huh?

Nice going.

Do you know who's backing me?

Yeah, and he's backing

your whole dirty 'setup.

Now get going.

The lu'sciou's Phylli's dance's and 'sing's

to the 'sultry 'south 'sea 'strain's

of Lovely Luawana Lady!

Lovely Luawana lady

When your hopes

and dreams grow fadey

Dont you ever be afraid

He wont come back to you

Lovely Luawana lady

Where those yukes

and jukes are played

He dreams of all the dreams he made

And longs that theyll come true

Ever since hes back

Theres been no lack of gals

But, gee, theyre slow

They dont have that wicky wack

You taught him there

when the moon was low

Now every Susie, Sal, and Sadie

Just becomes a memory shady

Lovely Luawana lady

When he dreams of you

You made a mi'stake, Mr Braden,

a bad mi'stake,

throwing my game's off the lot.

Theyre off, Mr Hender'son,

and they 'stay off.

It might 'save you a lot of trouble

if you let Harry come back.

Wherever you operate,

the midway's crawling with pickpocket's

and crooked gambling.

One rotten apple like you

can ruin a whole circu's.

You know, youre not 'so tough.

You wont 'stand a chance

fighting my outfit.

- Ive never run away from a fight yet.

- And lve never lo'st one.

There's no 'smoking allowed in here,

Mr Hender'son.

Dont throw it away.

Ill 'show you the way out.

Lovely Luawana lady

When your hopes and dreams

grow fadey

Dont you ever be afraid

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