The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus Page #4

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.

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