At the Circus

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That's all, Gibraltar.

You keep on eating between meals,|you'll ruin your figure.

And if you keep on fooling around|that gorilla...

he'll ruin your figure.

He's a snob. Come on.

Jeff, even though Gibraltar likes you...

I wish you wouldn't|take so many chances with him.

Julie, if that would make you|worry about me...

I'd move right into the cage.

It might seem a little cramped|after that house of yours in Newport.

Newport? Where have I heard that before?

I remember.|That's something in my dim, dark past.

- Are you sure it's past?|- Positive.

You like running a circus, don't you?

I like everything about it. But everything.

That's what you say now...

but the smell of sawdust|can get awfully monotonous after a while.

Young lady, that's no way|to talk to your boss.

a sensationally new modern feature:

that exciting personality...

Miss Julie Randall!

There's my cue.

Point killer.

Step up and take a bow

Don't be modest, don't be shy

Show that thoroughbred look in your eye

Step up with grace and pride

Take that oompah, oompah, oompah

In your stride

Each heart begins to beat in rhyme

Oompah-pah, oomph in three-quarter time

Maidens swoon and ladies pine

Wonderful, isn't she?

She's all right.

But whoever heard|of anyone singing with a horse act?

The audience likes it.

Be gallant

Take a bow

At this time,|presenting that muscular marvel...

the strongest man in the world:

Goliath the mighty!

And now the mighty Goliath...

will catch three 100-pound balls|shot from cannon.

I'll fix you!

Mr. Carter? Where's Mr. Carter?

Hello, Joe. What's new? Don't tell me now.

I got no time. I got to find Mr. Carter.

Hello, Nick. How's the wife?

Tell me later. I'm in a hurry.|I got to find Mr. Carter.

Hello, Sam, and that's all.

You see, Jeff, I'm in kind of a jam.

- Hey, Mr. Carter.|- Just a minute, Tony.

Something's come up.|I've got to have the $10,000 I loaned you.

But it isn't due until Saturday night.

That's right,|but unless you have it for me...

I'm afraid I'll have to take the circus over|to raise the money. I'm in an awful spot.

That won't be necessary, John.|I'll have your money for you tonight.

- You'll what?|- Hey, Mr. Carter.

Shut up. I'm talking. Did you say tonight?

Yes. With today's receipts,|I'll have enough to pay you off.

I'll give you your money|on the circus train tonight.

That's fine.

- lf you please, Mr. Carter.|- What is it?

- Can I have a month off next August?|- What for?

I just got word from my lawyer.|He got me a divorce.

And one month every year|I win the custody of my wife's parents.

Take it up with Mr. Wilson.

What's the matter, boss?|Carter making trouble for you?

He's doing the best he can.|But don't you worry about it, Tony.

You know what I say?

When you got business trouble,|best thing to do is get a lawyer.

Then you got more trouble,|but at least you have a lawyer.

- Thanks, Tony.|- You can count on me, boss.

I ain't got nothing,|but you can always have half.

Poor Jeff. He's in plenty trouble.

Trouble...

This will bring him pretty quick.

- It's a straight wire?|- I think I bent it a little.

- Let's see.|- What's the idea, reading my telegram?

- I've got to count the words, don't I?|- All right.

Ten words, 55 cents.

You got something a little cheaper?

We've got regular form telegrams|for congratulations. That's 25 cents.

That's fine. Send him:|"Congratulations. Just got a big case."

Sorry. Congratulatory messages|apply only to special occasions.

For example,|suppose somebody gets married.

- That's a quarter.|- It ain't worth it.

No. I mean, suppose your sister|had a baby. You'd send her a telegram.

What for? She'd know it.

Come on, please take my telegram.|Here's two bits.

That's right, Antonio.|Don't let anybody on except the crew.

I got a lot of money on the train tonight,|so be careful.

I watch like a hawk, boss.

Nobody gets on the train|unless he's got a badge.

You bet. Nobody gets on the train|unless they got the badge.

Miss Julie, she's in there.

Tony, you're a very valuable man.

Hello, Julie.|Coffee and doughnuts. A la carte.

Jeff, I'm terribly sorry to read...

- What kind of doughnuts do you want?|- The best.

You seem pretty chipper...

for a boy|that's just kissed a fortune goodbye.

It's been a tough struggle,|but the circus is finally showing a profit.

Tonight I'm paying Carter|the money I owe him.

Jeff, that's wonderful!

Now the show will be all yours again,|free and clear.

You turned me down before|because you said I had enough obligations.

Now the only thing|standing in the way of our marriage is you.

I don't know why|I let you keep stalling me.

I must be crazy. I ought to see a doctor.|Get me a doctor.

What's the matter? You ain't tasted it yet.

Jeff Wilson, any young man|as stubborn as you are...

should be taught a lesson.

And I guess it's up to me|to do the teaching.

When are we getting married?

When? Was I hearing things, Julie?|Did you really mean what you said?

- Every word of it, darling.|- We'll be married tonight.

We can't tonight. There isn't time.

We'll be married tomorrow.|Do you hear, Julie? Tomorrow.

Two blind loves

Two blind loves

Do we know what we're doing?

Two blind loves

Don't know what month it is

Or the time of day

Don't know if we're in Brooklyn

Or in Mandalay

I only know the sun started to shine

The day that I looked into your eyes

And you looked into mine

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