know...
I know.
Well, I've had enough.
Well, that was a close one.
Well, are you ready to call it off?
I have not started yet,
but you were magnificent.
- Sure stole it today, Holly.
- Thanks, Bob.
You two had quite a
party up there, didn't you?
Did you notice which
ring they were looking at?
If you really want to kill
yourself, wait till the seasons over.
Well, what do you know?
He was worried about me.
So was I.
From here on, cut out the dogfights
up there and stick to your acts.
Brad, don't be a killjoy.
You don't know what it's like up
there. It's a different world.
Just the two of us
fighting for the crowd.
You feel like you could do
anything. Were not people up there.
Were like two streaks of
light with wings and...
You wouldn't understand.
- Nobody would, except another flyer.
- Like Sebastian?
Yeah.
Like Sebastian.
Come on, come on. We
need people for the spec.
- Did you watch the show?
- Yeah. It was terrific!
- McClosky wants you, Brad.
- Okay.
- Did you follow me?
- Yeah.
- That's not the half of it!
- Please go up to the costume...
You and Sebastian got an exclusive
little club up there in the air?
Get yourself a trapeze
if you want to join.
And don't park your chewing
gum on the moon again, please.
Why don't he look at me anymore?
Have I got too much or not enough?
Don't worry, sugar.
He'll get around to you.
- I'm hoping.
- Maybe he wont.
Did your elephant sit on this zipper?
He says were artists up there together.
He'd tell that to a trained
seal if it paid off.
Maybe he shows his bad side
to you and his good side to me.
Listen, Snow White, you're
not fighting this guy,
you're falling for him.
He was good enough for you once.
Maybe you'd like to have him back.
I wouldn't give Sebastian the right time
if Brad was as nuts about
me as he is about you.
Brad? Are you kidding?
I come fourth. After Ringling
Bros., Barnum and Bailey.
You're eating too many potatoes.
When Brad doesn't come home nights,
you'll know the blonde he's
sitting up with is a giraffe.
Hey, Holly, you trying to corner the
market or just starting a collection?
- My...
- Well, you only work with your teeth.
Get with it, Mabel. Three
minutes. So lets get it all on.
Okay.
If it were only you, sugar,
Id let you ride the roller
coaster all the way down.
But I'm thinking about Brad.
Why do you want to bust up
the swellest guy in the circus?
Sounds like you've got it bad.
He's the only guy that looks at me
that I don't know what he's thinking.
He's thinking circus.
He hasn't thought anything but circus
since he fell out of the cradle.
But if you want him so
bad, what's stopping you?
Maybe because I knew too
many guys like Sebastian
before I met Brad.
Been around too much, huh?
You haven't been gathering
any moss, either.
Brads a one-woman man.
I've got a feeling he
wants a one-man woman.
I don't rate a guy like that.
Angel?
Besides, right now she's got
elephant trainer trouble.
Angel!
You better hurry.
That's not Sabu calling.
That's what I like about
him. He's so gentle.
Who wants them gentle? I like them wild.
Oh, come on, birdie. Get going.
Angel, come along!
You should have seen Brads
face when you took that tumble.
She was too busy watching Sebastian.
- Put your claws away, girls.
- Holly.
Gee, if all the Rangers
looked like Sebastian,
me for Texas.
You and plenty more, huh, Holly?
Look, all I want from
him is the centre ring.
You always have a smile for
that high-flying peacock.
Well, what you want
me to do, cry over him?
I feel like a turret gunner.
Made it.
Okay, batten down the hatches.
Hey, Rich, get me a hot dog, will you?
- We ain't got time.
- Well, I'm hungry!
You always are.
An album of favourite songs.
A circus serenade.
A Disney album.
It's Mickey Mouse. Hi, Mickey!
Come on, Donald!
Look at Pluto!
Hi, Alice!
Oh, and there the Mad
Hatter. The Mad Hatter.
A Gay Nineties album.
A moonlight