The Adventures of Baron Munchausen Page #4

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Am I dead?

No.

Blast!

Who are you really?

Baron Munchausen isn't real.

- He's only in stories.

- Go away! I'm trying to die.

Why?

Because I'm tired

of the world.

And the world

is evidently tired of me.

But why? Why?

Because it's all logic

and reason now.

Science. Progress.

Laws of hydraulics. Laws...

of social dynamics.

Laws of this, that...

and the other.

No place

for three-legged cyclops...

in the South Seas.

No place...

for cucumber trees...

and oceans of wine.

No place for me.

- What happened in the story?

- What?

In the sultan's palace.

Did you escape?

- Were you killed?

- I don't know.

It was all a long time ago.

Who cares?

I do.

I'm very tired. Good-bye!

- Please tell me.

- No.

- Go on.

- Buzz off!

Tell me!

Please.

You really want to know,

don't you?

Stop it!

We'll all be killed!

And then I'll never know

the end of the story!

Wait! Where are you going?

Come back!

Stop it!

Wait! Come back!

Take cover!

Wretched child!

Get that powder under cover!

Yes, sir!

No!

Stop it!

Get away!

Stop it!

Head down!

- No!

- You'll get us both killed.

I thought you wanted to die.

Yes, but I'm old enough.

Gentlemen!

Don't you think it would be a good idea

to silence those enemy cannons?

- No, sir.

- No?

It's Wednesday.

Oh, my-- Wednesday!

Oh, no!

The Turks are about

to storm the walls.

You really are Baron Munchausen.

That's it. The end.

It's all over.

Generations of theatrical expertise

snuffed out...

in the twinkling of an eye.

Sally?

Get off!

Come here.

You cretinous, senile

old fart!

Thanks to you,

we're to be thrown to the Turks!

But he is Baron Munchausen!

The real one!

- You must believe me!

- Hurry!

No, honestly! He is!

- Shut up!

- But he is!

And he can save us!

Can't you?

He jumped onto a cannonball.

He really did!

And he flew miles up into the sky!

- Above the elephants and soldiers--

- God! Stop lying!

I'm not lying! Am I?

As a matter of fact, you are.

But he did.

And those soldiers saw him too!

They'll tell you!

Oh, they're dead.

- But he did!

- No, I didn't.

Now you're lying!

I never lie!

Stay here!

What's got into you?

I didn't fly miles.

It was more like

a mile and a half.

And I didn't precisely fly.

I merely held on to a mortar shell

in the first instance...

and then a cannonball

on the way back.

You maniac!

You've done for us!

Actually, it doesn't matter

whether you're thrown out or stay here.

The Turks

are about to take the town.

Quickly!

Bring those guns out!

I'm just coming

into my prime!

I'm just on the cusp

between Romeo and King Lear.

My public will kill me

for dying at a time like this.

- Save us!

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