The Greatest Show on Earth Page #3

We only 'stay out

a's long a's were in the black.

Well be in the black, right?

You mean we all got

to play in blackface?

- And Seba'stian, too!

- Seba'stian?

- Seba'stian?

- Seba'stian?

- Oh, no, he's not.

- Lock up the girl's.

Aint he in Europe?

- Oh, boy, wait till you 'see him.

- Who did you 'say?

Well, I dont know, but I heard

that The Great Seba'stian's coming.

I's that true, Brad?

New's 'sure travel's fa'st around here.

He's 'strictly centre ring, i'snt he?

That's right.

- Hi. Aint it great?

- Terrific.

Oh, boy!

Do you know what thi's i's?

Well, 'sure.

It's my iron-jaw mouthpiece. Why?

Put it in your gabby mouth

and keep it 'shut.

- Whered you leave the prop's?

- Right over here.

He can take care of u's now.

All right. Get your bit's, girl's.

You, too, Philip.

Well, I gue's's I know where I 'stand.

- Holly, li'sten...

- To what?

More promi'se's about next year,

the year after that?

I wa's a fool to believe you.

Youd 'sell out

your own grandmother for a name act.

- You know there's nobody...

- Dont 'say youre 'sorry.

I couldnt take that.

Im 'sorry there's only one centre ring.

Oh, 'sure. I know. The 'show come's fir'st.

I didnt want to do thi's.

Save your breath.

I know ju'st what youre gonna 'say.

Oh, Brad, I had the centre ring.

You told me I could have it.

Holly, you want the 'show

to play the road, dont you?

I worked in every act in thi's circu's.

Im in 'spec, lm in manage,

lm a ro'se on the beauty float,

I fill in with the flyer's.

I work from 'start to fini'sh.

Well, 'so do mo'st of the other's.

It wa's the only way to get a full 'sea'son.

But my own act,

the one thing that's really mine,

that lve worked on for three year's,

that you to's's right out of the centre ring.

Pigeon, look, youre the be'st trapeze act

in the 'show.

- Then why dont you leave me in centre?

- Becau'se Seba'stian's a bigger draw.

Brad, III draw them. Leave me there.

Seba'stian's 'sure. Youre a chance.

You dont take chance's

with the 'show, do you?

No.

All right.

Ill move over.

Where do I go?

Ring one.

Oh, Brad,

Id do my act in clown alley

or the hor'se top for you.

Id do anything if it wa's ju'st for you.

Pigeon, look, out under the 'sky,

you know how I feel about you.

But under the big top,

one performer's ju'st like another to me.

Youve got nothing

but 'sawdu'st in your vein's.

Ive 'scraped too many of you kinker's up

from the 'sawdu'st

to let anybody get under my 'skin.

Ju'st 'so the 'show roll's.

You dont care who it roll's over

or who it hurt's.

So it roll's over me.

Be careful 'someday

it doe'snt roll over you.

Dont worry.

Ill have my rigging out of centre

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