The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Page #2

The fire's still burning...

It's still snowing.

The wind's still blowing.

Nothing is changed.

Come on, cheer up...

I've freed you from all

this ridiculous nonsense.

Now you can use your powers to do

something else.

Have fun.

Learn for language or...go on cruise.

A sign! A message!

That bird was a messenger...

from some distant places

we know not of!

I see rule now...so cleared.

It has nothing to do with us here.

Somewhere in the world,

right now...

Someone else is telling a

story! A different story!

A saga...a romance...a tale

of an unforeseen death.

It doesn't matter!

It's sustaining the universe.

That's why we're still here.

You can't stop stories being told!

That's weak hypothesis!

- I don't think so.

I tell you...You're probably

not a betting man, aren't you?

What?

Not my first wager

made with the devil...

You see, if any first of us two

attract twelve disciples,

would win the bet.

His argument... the necessities

of danger. Here.

The fabled bliss of ignorance.

Mine, the power of the imagination to

transform and illuminate our lives...

It was a hard fight...I won.

My prize...The one thing

I coveted the most...

was ever-lasting life.

Everlasting torment...

He had tricked me.

Had let me win.

He knew times would change...

That one day, no one would

want my stories...

This was the price of my arrogance...

Forgotten. Lost.

Alone and desperate.

We've stopped.

- Go on, with your story.

Another time. Something's happened.

You'd better go and see.

Why do you always do this?!

You always stop in the

middle of your story!

Go and see.

I saw...someone d-dancing...

on the water.

I swear! I swear!

When the lightning flashed...

There was a shadow...

...Over there. You see that?

You see the dancer?

- Yeah, he's river dancing.

Yes, he's river dancing!

You see that?

That's someone hanging!

He's hanging over the bridge!

Hanging?

- Get a rope!

If he's hanging by his neck,

he's already got a rope.

Get a rope!

- Alright!

We're good!

Okay, alright, alright...!

Go, go, go!

There, swing you in!

Are you okay?

Why are you fishing dead

people out of the river?

Leave him. He's already dead!

Let's get hell out of here,

before police shows up.

Anton! Come, help me.

No, no, no...So will do I.

I'll do. Watch out.

We don't know where

he's b-been anyway.

Ready? All clear?

He's alive!

- Well, he was.

What the hell is that on earth?

Put him in the trunk.

The boss said leave him.

- He thought he was dead. Come on.

I d-don't like it.

It's none of our b-business.

What are you suggesting, we leave

him on the side of the road?

Definitely. Let's go.

Come on.

Hey, you!

I suppose somebody saves your life

everyday of the week. - What?

Is it too much bother

with a thank you?

Huh...who are you?

Percival St. Antoine della Touraine

et Sansepolcro da Piemonte, the Third.

If that seems too difficult,

you may call me Percy.

Where are we?

Geographically speaking, in the

Northern Hemisphere.

Socially, on the margins and,

narratively, with some way to go.

And your name is...

I can't remember.

- That's pretty handy.

Any credit cards?

- Ah! Are you trying to rob me?

What are you doing?

- ...with your name on them.

Where's my wallet, where's my phone...?

- Don't look at us.

Who are you?

- He can't remember.

Listen...Whoever you people are...

I need to go now, alright?

Might be for you.

There you are!

Pity...I speak Russian.

Hello. Are you alright?

Yeah.

Sorry, mate. Excuse me, mate.

Thank you fellow.

But you can't stay here.

- Why not?!

He's not one of us.

Look at him! Look at him!

...Without reason...excuse me...

We don't know what he's done.

Listen, I haven't done

anything, alright? - Alright.

I'm Englishman. I understand

where you're coming from.

I understand where

I'm coming from.

And I don't know my name.

I don't no where I go, I don't no...

And you certainly don't

know what that is.

The last thing I remember is

being w-whacked in head,

and waken up in that

box in the back of the...

one of the...

Honest...honest...

Oh...my head.

What the hell is going on here?

I told you to leave him.

He was dead.

Well, he isn't and we didn't.

We found him hanging

on the bridge, sir.

Hanging? - Yeah.

- By his neck till death.

If we'd had any sense.

We found these in his pockets.

The hanged man!

Scrumpy. Get out my way.

Signs are all clear.

And those marks...

I recognize them.

What marks? - You've been sent

by Mr Nick, haven't you?

Mr Nick? - I knew it!

You know his name.

He has a new proposition for

me doesn't he?

A new wager perhaps?

Another twist in the game?

He can't help himself, can he?

Thank God! Thank God for that!

Dad says you should work...

To focus your mind.

To get your memory back.

Here we are. Try this.

You can help out front.

Sell tickets or...

Something like that.

What do you say?

O-kay.

So, no name. No face.

The mystery thickens.

- Get your...

...grubby little hands off me.

Valentina, we have a problem...

- So strange.

Complete blank.

- I can dress myself.

Let me go, I said, Percy!

Perci, no more!!

Hey! Hey, come on.

Doctor...

Oh, I'll be sick of that.

Is your memory less impaired?

Is all coming back to you now?

What? No...

- Ah, you're bloody useless!

It's a bloody disaster!

- You can't go on. You're drunk.

I am not drunk!

I'm grumpy!

Grumpy!

L-L-L-ladies and gentlemen,

raise your sights for one night only...

Encounter...encounter...

- Where's George?

...the majesty, the beauty,

the miracle that's in each,

...that's every on...

- Where's George?

W-W-Who's George?

- I thought we should give him a name.

Oh, that's cute...George.

I'm closing up.

- Yeah, let's do that.

He's never not done a show...

What's wrong with him?

Alright.

- N-n-no.

It wouldn't trouble that

compete of yours.

You do your thing...

All beautiful...Alright!

Okay. Ladies and...well, ladies!

I am rented to present

you the extraordinary...

Doctor Parnassus!

This man is drunk. Dead drunk.

- Ah, that's disgraceful.

Not drunk! - No, he's not. He's a...

- He's got a bad cold.

...got a bad cold. Despite that,

he's still went on tonight,

at considerable risk to his health...

A round of applause,

ladies and gents!

We want our money back.

Every penny.

Would you...

Alright, listen, I'll give

your money back, alright?

I understand. Listen...

to tell the truth.

The Doctor's daughter, right?

She looks pretty, but she hates it.

She's pretty sick, you see.

She's going on surgery.

She scratched all can get.

She's gonna...That's all this is about.

This is money for her.

You understand?

I mean, how values...

we get you free tickets.

No, wait. We can do two

free tickets if you buy

another one at half price.

This offer is only available today.

What? - No, nothing.

'This offer is only available today.'

He took all that? - Yeah.

Have you ever seen so much?

That's what lying through

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