Original subtitles

[growling]

♪♪ [ circus ]

We didn't lie to you, folks.

We told you we had living, breathing monstrosities.

You laughed at them, shuddered at them,

and yet, but for the accident of birth,

you might be even as they are.

They did not ask to be brought into the world,

but into the world they came.

Their code is a law unto themselves.

Offend one,

and you offend them all.

And now, folks,

if you'll just step this way,

you are about to witness

the most amazing, the most astounding

living monstrosity of all time.

[woman screams, then whimpers]

[crowd murmuring]

Friends...

she was once a beautiful woman.

A royal prince shot himself for love of her.

She was known as the Peacock of the Air.

[band playing circus music]

[crowd applauding]

[in German] She is magnificent, isn't she, Hans?

She's the most beautiful big woman I have ever seen.

[in English] Why, Hans, how you talk!

I should be jealous pretty soon.

[exclaims] Don't be silly.

Don't be silly?

I've seen these women making eyes at my Hans.

Of course, I ain't jealous.

Oh, Frieda, my dear,

I have eyes for only one woman,

the woman I asked to be my wife.

[in German] Miss Frieda.

I tightened the belly band.

[in German] That is much better. It was always slipping.

It was too loose. Thank you.

[giggles]

Are you laughing at me?

Why, no, monsieur.

Thanks. I'm glad.

Why should I laugh at you?

Most big people do.

They don't realize I'm a man,

with the same feelings they have.

Thank you.

You are so kind, monsieur.

Nice, nice.

- [in English] Don't, don't. - Oh.

[whistle blowing]

[circus music continues]

You must come to see me sometime,

and we'll have a little wine together.

[in German] Thank you, Miss Cleo. Thank you.

[man] You are getting old, Jean, and besides, probably last night,

you had too heavy a dinner, and now your imagination is--

But, Monsieur Duval,

at first, I could not believe my own eyes.

A lot of horrible, twisted things,

you know, crawling, whining, laughing--

[in French] Oh, say, Jean.

[in English] What were you drinking last night?

Nothing, monsieur, I assure you.

Oh, monsieur, there must be a law in France

to smother such things at birth

or lock them up.

All right, Jean.

If there's anything like you say on my grounds,

we'll have them removed.

[harmonica playing]

[all singing indistinctly]

- Come on! Let's go! - [Duval in French] Get out all of you!

Hurry up! Quickly!

[in English] Go away, all of you!

Don't you know trespassing is the same as stealing?

Oh, I'm sorry, monsieur.

I am Madame Tetrallini.

These are children in my circus.

Children?

They're monsters!

Oh, your circus? I understand.

[Tetrallini] So you see, monsieur,

when I get a chance,

I like to take them into the sunshine

and let them play like children.

That is what most of them are.

Children.

Children.

Children.

Please forget what was said, madame.

You are welcome to remain.

[in French] Goodbye.

[in English] Come, Jean.

Thanks a thousand, monsieur.

- A thousand thanks, monsieur! - Oh...

Oh, shame!

Shame! Shame!

How many times have I told you not to be frightened?

Have I not told you

God looks after all his children?

[band playing circus music]

[Tetrallini singing indistinctly]

Good evening, Madame Tetrallini.

How are you, Madame Tetrallini?

Big crowd tonight. [exclaims]

There she goes, taking them out to exercise.

Nurse to a lot of mangy freaks.

[man 2] Aha!

Just as they are represented on the banners,

you will see them on the inside.

Living, breathing monstrosities!

Josephine Joseph, half woman, half man!

Have a cigar, Joseph.

You dropped your lipstick, Josephine.

Don't get her sore, or he'll bust you in the nose.

Ha!

Come on. Hurry up.

Attaboy.

[man stuttering] You're all wrong. I didn't do it.

Well, what are you trying to do? Be funny?

Aw, you just don't understand.

A Roman lady,

getting off the bull and scratching yourself.

Well, can't a Roman lady itch?

Why don't you take a bath?

I did, but it's the bull that needs the bath.

I think she likes you.

But he don't.

[guffawing]

Oh, Hans.

Those flowers you sent to me,

they were beautiful.

But not much beautiful as you.

Oh...

Thank you.

And, Hans...

I don't like to ask,

but may I have the loan of another 1000 francs

until my money from Paris arrives?

With pleasure, fräulein.

Thank you.

I'll bring it to your wagon tonight.

Oh, forget it. Forget it.

Maybe I was just fooling.

- Fooling? Fooling, huh? [scoffs] - Yeah.

"Come, little girl, I want to take care of you."

Oh, and I fell for that!

Oh, forget it.

Forget it.

So...

you're quitting.

Is that it?

Maybe I'm only fooling.

Well, you are not quitting me

'cause I'm kicking you out!

Oh.

Oh, no, you don't.

I gave you this.

Oh, why, you cheap...

Oh!

And don't you come around crying tonight, trying to get back in!

I'm through wasting my time and money

on things like you!

Yeah. Your time but my money!

Ungrateful, little tramp.

Ah. Fine.

Well, what are you staring at?

Didn't you ever see a lady move before?

I guess you've been listening to every word he said.

That's it, that's it.

Go ahead and laugh.

It's funny, ain't it?

Yeah. Women are funny, ain't they?

They're all tramps, ain't they?

Yeah. Except when you can get money from them!

Well, I'll be...

Say, who do you think you are, shooting off your head?

Say, this is Phroso, Phroso you're talking to...

not any of those slugs you've been chasing around with!

- Now you listen to me. - Oh, I didn't mean you!

I had to take it out on somebody.

Yeah, you dames is all alike.

You're sharpshooting and you cheat.

And how you squeal when you get what's coming to you.

- [crying] - Aw.

Easy, kid, easy.

Cut it.

It's my own fault.

What gets me so cockeyed sore at myself

is that I fell for that big hunk of beef.

So you finally got wise to yourself, did you?

It's a funny thing about you women.

Most of you don't get wise soon enough.

You wait until you're so old, nobody wants you.

Nobody does most of the time.

Well, you ought to be tickled to death you're washed up with him.

You're not so hard to look at.

Give yourself a tumble, you'll make the grade.

Your breaks is coming.

Coming?

- Gone, you mean. - [groans]

Now you're gonna sit there feeling sorry for yourself.

Oh, no, I ain't. Don't you ever accuse me of that!

All right, all right.

But one thing.

Don't go out filling your hide with a lot of booze celebrating,

'cause fun what's got that way never done no one no good.

Get me?

I got you.

Say...

you're a pretty good kid.

You're darn right I am.

You should have caught me before my operation.

[whistle blows]

[circus music continues]

- Hello, Phroso. - Hello, Phroso.

Well, well, well, tomorrow night's the big night, eh, Daisy?

Yes, the sister's getting married.

And I'm thrilled to death.

She thrills at anything.

Oh, Roscoe's a good kid.

She's only joking.

She'll like him lots after she knows him better.

Oh, that reminds me.

Close your eyes, Violet.

Go ahead, close them.

What did I do?

Pinched Daisy's arm.

[Phroso] Well, what do you know about that?

[stuttering] Oh, Daisy!

Her master's voice is calling.

Getting fresh, eh?

Well, I don't like it one bit--

Well, come on, come on.

You'll have to hurry. We haven't much time.

So you were flirting with that cheap clown, were you?

No, I wasn't.

Oh, he was doing a trick with me.

You shut up.

I'm marrying your sister, not you.

I saw him getting familiar with you.

- Oh, come on, Daisy. - Oh, no, you don't.

She's gonna stay right here.

No, she isn't. I got to go.

Aw. [exclaims]

You're always using that for an excu--

For an alibi!

[singing in German] ♪ One barrel of grapes ♪

[clapping noise]

Where are you going?

Well, you don't look around the show much, do you?

[in English] Oh, yes. I have seen you.

So that's how it is.

You got to be coaxed?

Well?

Ah! Come on in.

Help yourself to a drink.

That is fine.

Feel like eating something?

Always!

[in German] Your health.

How many?

[in English] Oh, I'm not very hungry.

About six.

How do you like them?

Not bad.

Oh, but you are strong.

You are squeezing me to death.

And you'll like it.

Oh, you are taking my breath away.

You!

Now here's something for your eye.

[laughing]

But, Hans, mein Liebchen,

you have not been listening to a word I have been saying.

- Hans! - Yes, Frieda?

You have not been listening to me.

Yes, I have, Frieda. I have.

Then what was I saying?

You were saying...

You were saying-- What were you saying?

I was saying, tonight, you must not smoke such a big cigar.

Your voice was very bad at tonight's show.

Please, Frieda, don't tell me what I do.

When I want a cigar, I smoke a cigar.

I want no orders from a woman.

Oh, Hans, this is the first time

since we have been engaged

you have spoken to me so.

Why is it?

Oh, Friedchen, I'm sorry. I-- Ah!

- Here's our coffee. - There. There it is.

Five lumps of sugar in each.

[exclaims] Five lumps? Oh!

Say, the little ape sent to Paris for this.

Yes, yes. Paris.

We're doing very well.

But I don't like fruit.

You should eat a lot. It's good for you.

Next time, I tell him I like champagne.

[knocking on door]

- Who is it? - [Hans] It's Hans.

Who?

[Hans] It's Hans.

Oh, my darling,

your basket of fruit was lovely.

But I am, uh...

I am taking a bath now.

Can't you come back later?

[Hans] Yes, fräulein.

Oh, thank you, dear.

- [stifled laughter] - Shh!

You'll spoil everything if he hears you.

What's the matter? You ain't singing as usual.

Oh, this morning, I have such a big washing to do.

How's Hans?

I said, uh, how's Hans?

Oh, Hans is fine.

Thank you, he's fine.

Frieda, something's wrong.

What is it?

Oh, nothing.

Only...

Well, that Cleopatra woman, my Hans...

Oh, I cannot tell it.

She's still after Hans, ain't she?

Yeah. Always she's smiling by him.

Yeah. Well, if she smiles by somebody I know,

she'll have to buy herself a new set of teeth.

Why is it we women always has got to worry?

Oh, it's always been that way.

I guess it always will be.

Yeah, and by me, she has no shame.

Always when I can hear it, she says to him:

"Many thanks, my darling, for the flowers.

Thanks, my darling, for this.

And thanks, my darling, for that."

Always something he has given.

Oh, don't you worry, Frieda.

He doesn't love her.

Oh, that big horse.

Yeah, but she keeps after him.

That's why I worry.

Why not pink tights?

You know, with spangles all around.

It will show her figure off more.

Oh, nein. No tights.

Without tights.

You know, that soft, flimsy what-you-call-it stuff.

Let her figure show through.

Why not like Lady Godiva?

Yeah, that's it.

That's it, and I'll hire her to ride the back of my bull.

Dumbbells! Dumbbells!

What have you on your shoulder for heads?

Swiss cheese?

[laughter]

Oh! Ow!

What's the matter, Cleo? What's the matter?

Oh, I think I strained my shoulder last night.

Give it a rub, will you?

Farther.

Farther.

Down, down.

Over.

Over.

Oh, it's so good to be rubbed.

[both] Our cards, lady.

What for?

- [both] A couple of rubbers from Berlin. - [laughter]

[in German] You're not worth to speak to a woman.

You belong on the street, you low, dirty pigs! You pigs!

That reminds me.

I had a swell dream about you last night.

- Oh, you did? - Yeah.

You were standing in a bathing suit on a rock...

- Yeah? - ...you know, like a statue.

The wind was blowing through your hair, and the waves were washing around you.

And your figure, how it stood out.

It looked great!

Say,

you have got a good figure.

Oh.

Oh, do you think so?

Sure.

- Say, did--? - [man] Hey, Phroso!

Did you try that gag I told you about?

Yeah, I did and it was a wow.

Get up here, Johnny, and I'll show it to you.

I did everything you told me, and it laid them right in the saw dust.

Watch this, Venus. Watch this.

- Hello, Venus. - Hello, Johnny.

Say, Phroso, what else did you dream?

[Phroso] Then the dream changed.

- We was in Paris. - Paris!

Yeah. At the opera, right in the front box.

We were all dressed up.

Oh, gee. What'd I have on?

And did I look swell.

Everybody was pointing at me.

They were saying, "That's Phroso the Clown."

And was I embarrassed!

[Venus] Did they say anything about me?

Sure, sure.

- Well, what did they say, huh? - Hit me.

Go ahead, hit me!

On the head. Hit me!

[Phroso gibbering]

Oh, that's how it is.

You don't think it's funny.

It's sad, is it?

- It'll panic them. That's how sad it is. - Phroso! Phroso!

[whispering indistinctly]

No.

When?

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, Venus. The Bearded Lady's baby's born!

Aw!

Oh, gee.

Ain't it cute? What is it?

A girl.

Oh, boy, that's great.

And it's going to have a beard.

- Ah! How's the proud father? - Fine.

- What was it? - A girl.

Better luck next time. You might get a couple of Smith Brothers.

I tried.

Please, Violet, please.

Don't quarrel with him anymore.

Oh, well, if he's going to say anything, let him say it.

Don't let him p-p-puff for an hour.

[stuttering] Say, you're going to do as I say.

I'm the boss of my home.

Half of it, you mean.

Please, please, Violet.

Hey, listen here. I don't want those tramps you go with

hanging around my wife.

Oh, be quiet!

- Hook up our dress. - [groans]

If it isn't your dress I'm hooking up, it's something else.

And another thing.

You got to cut out getting drunk every night too.

- Is that so? - Yeah.

I'm not going to have my wife

laying in bed half the day with your hangover.

- Come on, Daisy. Let's get out of here. - Oh, no, she don't.

She's going to stay right here.

Come on, I gotta go.

Ah. [exclaims]

You're always using that for an excu--

For an alibi!

[man humming]

Cleopatra ain't one of us.

Why, we're just filthy things to her.

She'd spit on Hans, if he wasn't giving her presents.

Let her try it.

Let her try doing anything to one of us.

You're right.

She don't know us,

but she'll find out.

There you are.

I kind of peeked out of the corner of my eye

and got Madame Tetrallini giving us the once-over.

Heh. I guess she knows she's got a good act.

One of the best in the business.

It isn't only our act that gets them.

We've got personality.

We know how to sell the stuff, same way in the last town.

Never heard such applause in your life.

Let me tell you something that everybody around here don't know.

We're only killing time with this circus.

We've got bigger time to follow, and we can do it too.

Well, catch our act tomorrow night. We got something new.

I can do anything with my mouth!

Oh, Schlitze, what a pretty dress!

Oh, how beautiful you look tonight!

You're just a man's woman.

You know what I mean, huh? You.

If you're a good girl, when I get to Paris,

I'm going to buy you a big hat with a long beautiful feather on it.

- Oh, hello, Elvira. - Hello, Phroso.

Hello, Jenny Lee.

Look.

Hasn't Schlitze got a beautiful dress? Isn't that pretty?

When I get to Paris, I'm going to buy her a big hat

with a long feather on it.

And if you're good girls, when I get to Paris,

I'm going to buy you a hat with a bigger feather on it.

[speaking indistinctly]

Why, Schlitze, what's the matter?

Oh! I'm sorry, Schlitze.

[Schlitze speaking indistinctly]

Did you see him?

He was out there again tonight.

He followed you from the last town.

I know it, and if Eddie sees it, there'll be a fight.

Well, it ain't your fault.

Ah. There you are, Frances.

I thought you'd gone to bed.

Hello, Rollo.

Well, hear that crowd out there again tonight?

I bet you thought the tent was on fire, huh?

Well, it wasn't.

Just the Rollo Brothers panicking them again.

But then we do it in every town.

We're so used to it, it's getting monotonous.

Say, you want to take a look at our act tomorrow night?

[Cleopatra] Careful, careful.

Don't waste any of it.

Look how it sparkles.

[Hans] Like your eyes.

Dancing, gay, like bubbles.

Oh, it's delicious.

Mmm. Nice, nice.

It comes by the finest vineyards of France.

And you sent for it specially for me?

For the most beautiful woman in all the world.

Darling.

Hello there, baby.

Where have you been so long?

You're a funny guy, Phroso.

Sometimes, you panic me.

Don't I know it?

I panic the world because I use my noodle.

I think up funny gags. I make the world laugh.

With me, clowning is an art.

Say, why the hat?

The head cold?

Thought you and me had a date to go out?

Oh, I forgot all about it.

Well, I'm into this now.

I gotta go through with it.

Well, make it snappy, will you?

I'm all dolled up for the occasion.

Sorry, kid. Can't do it now.

We'll make it some other time, huh?

Aw, don't feel that way about it.

I just got this idea all of a sudden. I gotta finish it.

Hey, funny gag, isn't it?

Yeah. I'm laughing myself sick.

Oh, say, come on.

Honey, hey.

Come on, come on, come on.

Now, now, now, now.

That's much better.

Gee, that's the first time you ever done that.

It ain't the first time I felt like doing it.

- Yeah? - Oh...

Venus!

Gee, Phroso.

I don't mind telling you I've wanted to do this for a long time.

Oh, Phroso.

Well...

- we're all set now, hey, Venus? - Yeah.

- All set now. - Yeah.

Please. Please do.

Don't you want to make me happy?

Yes, but I don't know what to say.

Just say yes, dear.

Will you?

Yes.

Oh, Violet!

What are you kicking about? You got a good wife. You're happy.

[stuttering] Oh, it's that sister-in-law of mine.

She wants to sit up half the night and read.

Gee, that's tough.

Tough? You...

Good night, darling.

Good night, fräulein.

Cleo's gone on a diet.

It's awfully sweet of you to say that.

- And I know Violet will be happy. - [footsteps approaching]

Oh, here's Roscoe.

[Roscoe] Hello.

Roscoe, this is Mr. Rogers.

Glad to meet you.

Violet and he are engaged to be married.

Oh, yeah?

Yes, and you must come to see us sometime.

Thanks.

And you must come to...

Come to see us sometime too.

I certainly will. Thanks.

[Hans] Who is it?

It's Frieda, Hans.

May I come in?

Yes, Frieda.

Now that I'm here, I don't know how to say it.

How to make you understand.

If you knew how I feel, Hans, to come to you about her.

Oh, Frieda.

I'm so sorry.

I don't wanna hurt you.

[in German] But I can't help it.

If you could be happy, Hans, I would not care.

[in English] But I am happy, Frieda.

Never in my life was I so happy.

No, Hans.

You think it only.

For you, she cannot bring happiness.

Ah, Frieda!

You don't know.

But I do, Hans.

You think because she's so beautiful, and I'm just a--

Don't, Hans.

Please.

To me, you're a man.

But to her, you're only something to laugh at.

The whole circus, they make fun about you and her.

Let them laugh.

The swine.

I love her.

They can't hurt me.

But they hurt me.

Frieda, I have been a coward.

I should have come to you in the beginning.

Please forgive me.

Yes, Hans. I forgive you.

It is only that you should be happy I want.

Frieda.

You won't worry now, will you?

[Frieda] No, I won't worry.

[Cleopatra] Nice.

Very nice, hmm?

[Hercules] It's platinum.

Say, where do you think the little polliwog is getting his money?

[laughter]

Listen at him.

Getting so particular.

What do you care where the money comes from?

How much it's worth?

We got 500 for the bracelet, but this looks like thousands.

I think next time I'll take a fur coat.

Say, that little ape's got ideas about you.

Jealous?

Me?

- I'd squish him like a bug. - [knocking on door]

That's his knock.

I'll get rid of him.

Go, quick.

Come in.

What do you want?

It's about Hans.

Well?

I'm listening.

It's behind his back.

Everybody's laughing because he's in love with you.

Go on.

I know you just make fun, but Hans, he does not know this.

If he finds out, never again will he be happy.

What makes you think that I am just making fun?

You're big, so beautiful--

And Hans is so little, so cute, huh?

Well, maybe I'm going to marry him.

If you marry, it will be at you they laugh and stare.

That's good.

Nothing like being different.

Cleopatra, queen of the earth, married to a "dwarp."

A dwarf.

A "dwarp."

Then it's not for Hans you care.

It's the money.

Money?

You little mind reader.

Ah, he has told you of the fortune he has inherited.

Always he swear to me to tell no one until after we leave the circus.

A fortune?

And fancy you knowing about it too.

Well, I can't be angry at him for that.

No.

No.

You cannot do this.

No? Hmm.

You wait and see.

Please.

You can't.

[door closes]

A fortune.

I bet the little ape's worth billions.

A fortune!

Can you beat that?

A fortune.

And I have him like that.

The shrewd, little ant.

He knew enough to keep his mouth shut.

I could marry him.

Yes, he would marry me.

Midgets are not strong.

He could get sick.

How?

It could be done.

Done.

Slowly.

[indistinct chatter]

[harmonica playing]

Oh, come on, my little precious!

Come on, let's drink.

Big, happy drink.

Come on.

[stuttering] Quiet! Be quiet!

Hey, Koo Koo!

Give somebody else a chance.

All right, professor.

A waltz, please.

[harmonica continues]

Show him up, Volcano.

Burn him up.

Our wedding night.

What a thrill.

Never before did I think I should be so lucky.

Lucky!

I am the lucky one.

My little Hans.

My Cleo's happy.

Happy!

Happy?

Oh, I am so happy.

I even could kiss you, you big, homely brute!

[in French] My poor little girl. What's the matter, say?

Don't worry too much about that.

Oh, my little, green-eyed monster.

My husband is jealous.

He loves me.

Pigs!

Come, my little lover.

Drink to the happiness of your loving "wipe."

[man] Attention! Attention!

We'll make her one of us!

A loving cup. A loving cup.

♪ We accept her, one of us ♪

♪ We accept her, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

[all] ♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

- ♪ One of us ♪ - ♪ One of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

They're going to make you one of them, my peacock.

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ One of us, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, we accept her ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ We accept her, one of us ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

[Hercules] They're going to make you one of them, my peacock.

♪ Gooble gobble, gooble gobble ♪

You...

- dirty, slimy freaks! - [singing stops]

Freaks! Freaks!

Get out of here!

You scum!

[Hercules] Get out! You heard her!

Get out!

[Hercules laughing]

You filth!

Make me one of you, will you?

Well, what are you going to do?

What are you, a man or a baby?

Please! Please!

You make me ashamed.

Ashamed! You?

Oh, holy jumping Christmas!

What must I do, huh?

Must I play games with you?

Must mama take you horsey back ride?

That's it.

Horsey back ride!

Come, come, my little fly speck.

Mama is going to take you horsey back ride.

Come on!

Giddy-up! Giddy-up! Horsey! Giddy-up, horsey!

[Cleopatra singing indistinctly]

Giddy-up, horsey!

[trumpet playing]

Ah, forget it, Hans.

She is sorry.

I'm sorry.

Didn't I told you she was drunk?

Didn't I told you we was only having a little fun?

Please.

I...

I understand.

Everything.

No, you don't.

I tell you, there's nothing between me and Cleo.

Oh, be quiet.

Haven't you done enough damage for one night?

Don't you realize what I'm being accused of?

I ain't going to be blamed for something I have not done.

I don't blame you, Cleo.

I don't blame Hercules.

Only me.

Myself.

Now you're talking.

Talking like a man.

You fool.

Always I should have known you would only laugh at me.

My sweet!

I'd rather fall from the traps and break my neck than hurt your feelings.

Do you understand now?

It was only joke.

Our wedding.

A joke.

Now I know how funny it is.

Hans the midget.

Hans the fool!

Through the divorce court, they'll laugh.

Everywhere, they're laughing.

Laughing! Laughing!

Laughing! Oh!

You give him too much.

No, I haven't.

I know what I am doing.

Come on.

Pick him up.

[indistinct chatter]

Doctor, what is it?

What caused it?

Poison.

A very bad case of ptomaine poisoning.

Doctor, did I do wrong, then, giving him mustard water?

No. Probably saved his life.

Never before did he drink like that.

But she kept making him and making him.

Drink, huh?

You better get Cleo to tell the doctor what she put in that wine last night.

- What are you talking about? - The stuff she put in the wine.

- You're crazy. - Yeah?

You can't get away with it. I'll tell the coppers.

So, eh, tell on your own people?

My people are decent circus folks,

not dirty rats what would kill a freak to get his money.

You dirty, little...

Ah! Your imagination's getting the best of you.

Yeah, maybe it is.

But coppers don't have imaginations, so I've been told.

Don't make me have to go to them.

[Hans] Cleo.

Yes?

It has been a week tonight since we have been married.

A week since I have said all those things to you.

Don't.

Don't.

Never can I forgive myself for what I've said.

I've forgotten it.

Nothing matters except for you to be well.

So good you are by me, Cleo.

I must fix your medicine, or I'll be late.

I'll be soon back, my little.

Don't be lonely.

I'll never forget what you are doing for me, Cleo.

But it's what I want to do, my darling.

Now.

Now I must hurry.

Cleo.

- Yes? - Will you leave the door open, please?

Yes, my darling.

[softly] Tonight.

[softly] They will be ready.

All right. You come to my wagon.

"I must hurry now, and fix your medicine, my darling,

or I will be late."

"Dirty, slimy freaks."

[indistinct chatter]

[thunder rumbling]

- He's waiting. - Fine. Fine.

Soon, we go.

Ah! You're imagining things.

No.

Then I hear Hercules tell Cleo, "Venus knows too much."

Hercules? Venus?

Yes.

Oh. Oh...

Thanks, Frieda.

[flute playing]

My little, you must go to sleep.

Your friends better go now.

I like them here.

No, no, no, Hans.

They can come back tomorrow.

I will give you your medicine and get you off to sleep.

Go. Go on, all of you.

Quick, quick.

What's this?

Give me that little, black bottle.

Bottle.

You got to swallow poison to kill.

Phroso!

[Phroso] Get out, Venus!

Do I have to bust you in the jaw to make you get out?

[Cleopatra screaming]

Get out, Venus!

Get out!

[Venus] Hyman!

Ow! Get off me!

[Phroso screaming]

[shouting in French]

[Phroso and Hercules shouting]

[groaning]

Hans! Please, Hans!

[screams]

[screams]

How she got that way will never be known.

Some say a jealous lover.

Others, that it was the code of the freaks.

Others, the storm.

Believe it or not, there she is.

[shrieking]

But, sir, they insist on seeing you.

In all these years, I've seen no one.

Have I not told you that?

Send them away.

Very good, sir.

[Hans] I can't see no one.

- Excuse me, sir. You can't come in. - Can't I?

- Who's going to stop me? - I have my orders.

Well, I'm in, ain't I?

Oh, yes, you can, Hansie, old boy.

There's someone you've just got to see.

Why did you come here?

Please, Hans.

Don't be angry.

Venus and Phroso have been so kind by me.

Please, go away.

I can't see no one.

But, Hans, you tried to stop them.

It was only the poison you wanted.

It wasn't your fault.

Don't.

Don't cry, Hans.

Come to me, mein Liebchen.

Don't cry.

Don't, Hans.

Don't cry.

I love you.

I love you.

♪♪ [ circus ]