been mi's'sing.
You know what lm gonna do?
Were gonna parade around the track...
Would you li'sten to what lm trying
to tell you? I love you.
- I know, but were ready to 'start.
- Holly...
After the 'show, huh, Brad?
Juda's prie'st!
You got nothing but 'sawdu'st
in your vein's!
Children of all ages,
the big show is about to commence.
Well, look's like were out in the cold.
Perhap's we 'should keep
each other warm, huh?
Li'sten, 'sugar, the only way
you can keep me warm
i's to wrap me up in a marriage licence.
Why not?
That would be 'something new.
Roll it, Merle!
Plenty of bra's's and make it loud!
Come to the circus
Come on along and see
Hooray for lions
And the camels
Youll have fun
And look at all the other mammals
Come see the clowns
Who play their part
Theyll wear a smile
that hides a broken heart
Tremendous
Stupendous
The circus show shall be
The Bengal tiger
And the lion
The trapeze artist does a leap
Thats death-defyin
A land of mirth
Your moneys worth
Come on along to the circus
The greatest show on earth
Thats all, ladies and gentlemen.
Thats all.
Come again
to the greatest show on earth.
Bring the children. Bring the old folks.
You can shake the sawdust
off your feet,
but you cant shake it out of your heart.
Come again, folks.
The greatest show on earth!
Come again.We bring you the circus.
The pied piper, whose magic tunes lead
children of all ages, from 6 to 60,
into a tinsel and spun-candy
world of reckless beauty
and mounting laughter, whirling thrills,
the rhythm, excitement and grace
of daring and blaring and dance,
of high-stepping horses
and high-flying stars.
But behind all this,
the circus is a massive machine
whose very life depends on
discipline, motion and speed.
A mechanized army on wheels
that rolls over any
obstacle in its path,
that meets calamity again and again,
but always comes up smiling.
A place where disaster and
tragedy stalk the big top,
haunt the backyard and
ride the circus train,
where death is constantly watching
for one frayed rope, one weak link,
or one trace of fear.
A fierce, primitive fighting force
that smashes relentlessly
forward against impossible odds,
that is the circus.
And this is the story of
the biggest of the big tops
and of the men and women who fight
to make it the greatest show on earth.
- Morning, Mr. Braden.
- Morning, Nick.
- When's the new horse arriving, Brad?
- Tomorrow, Chuck.
Don't rub them thin, Jimmy.
Those bells are 60 years old.
They've rung in some good shows.
- Hi.
- Hi, Mr. Braden.
How are the kids?
Oh, just fine, except they were playing
with Randy Concello a few days ago.
That's nice.
Yes, but Randy came down
with the mumps this morning.
What? No. Any signs?
No, not yet, but baby
gorillas do get the mumps.
I'll have Higgins give
them a shot of immune serum
and double their cod liver oil.
Give them plenty of spinach.
You stay healthy now, boy, you hear?
Say, is it true were only gonna
play a short season this year?
Don't believe all you hear.
- See?
- Go back to Mama now.
I told you there was nothing to it.
- How's Myrtle?
- Stomach.
Give her some gin and ginger.
- Any news about a full season?
- You'll get a full season.
Be sure Myrtle gets all the gin.
- Same old trouble?
- Yeah. Sore throat. All of it.
Well, get a billiard
cue and swab it out.
Better feed your bird, Lou.
Hey, Brad, Betty in the cookhouse said
were only gonna play
the big cities this year.
And then close up like a misers heart.
Well, if they're giving
odds, bet a buck for me.
Why the rehearsal just for makeup, Brad?
Because you left off your eyelashes
last performance last season.
You're gonna need an extra shoe
walking back from Kalamazoo.
I'm supposed to be looking for you, Brad.
Well, are you supposed to find me?
Big brass hollering for you up front.
You found me.
Hey, Brad, this might help.
Too small.
Skim off the cream.
Let the little shows