Road to Rio Page #2

until some dame comes along.

All they have to do is

tell you the sad story of

their life and you want to

give it a happy ending!

Steady now,

I'm getting ice on my ears!

Don't push, we're here.

Ladies and gentlemen...

I have to go down,

I forgot my rosin.

Your attention, please!

Barton the Magnificent will

now perform a sensational...

- an aerial feat:

The Ride Through Space!

What's your problem, honey?

I'm in trouble.

Big trouble.

Oh, there, there.

Well, just tell old Scat all about it.

Please! I'd like to talk it over a second.

Just one second! Please!

nerves of steel!

Introducing Barton the Magnificent,

substituting for Sandar,

who, unfortunately broke his leg

this afternoon.

Just a sec! I'm not getting enough money!

Whoa! Whoa!

Please! Please!

Wait! Wait a minute! Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa!

I did it! I did it!

Oh, no, you don't!

Just one show!

Oh, no!

Please, it's windy out there!

Please! Don't!

Where'd you go?

Aaargh! Oh, please!

Help! Help!

Help!

Help! Help! Help!

You know, this picture

could end right here.

Scat! Do something, you burglar!

Lay your coat down! Help!

Hang on, pal.

Old Scat will take care of you.

Tilt!

Hey! Don't let that wagon

get away from you, now! Giddap!

Whoa!

Atta boy!

See you at the Derby.

You'll be glue if you talk to him.

"Queen of Brazil."

Ha-ha!

No girls anywhere as pretty

as the girls in Brazil.

Oh!

Don't beat their heads in

till I get my money back.

You can break his legs, but don't

tear the tights, they belong to me.

Come on, let's find him.

Watch your step, folks.

Step carefully, please.

Watch your step!

Snap it up!

This is a Texas steer.

He's still kicking a little.

Hey, where are you going?

Put it on the block!

Anymore?

That's it, matey. Close her up!

Okay!

Don't go away.

I'll be right back.

Hot Lips?

Psst!

Hot Lips?

Let me hear from you!

Hot Lips? Psst!

Well, I'm getting warm.

That's ham.

Hot Lips!

Huh? Huh?

Quiet, quiet. You sound like a typewriter.

How do you feel?

Huh?

Like a popsicle.

Where are we?

I'll get you a spot of tea.

Come on.

What I need is a blowtorch.

You look like an ad for

Kool Cigarettes. Come on.

So long, fellas.

Where are we? What happened? Who was it?

Hurry. This is bad

for my throat.

Oh, oh.

Come on, I'm getting cold.

What happens now?

Everything's all fixed, penguin.

Wait till you see the cosy little hideaway

I found for us. A lifeboat built for two.

All I want to do is curl up

in a nice warm stove.

Huh?

Hey, in here!

Come in!

Your suits, gentlemen.

But just a minute.

Where are

the other two?

Why, I really don't know,

sir. I had them when I left.

Would you please try

to find those suits?

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