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Ladies and gentlemen.
Mesdames et messieurs.
Children of all ages.
The Huntington Brothers welcome you
to the greatest show in this or any other universe!
Bulletman!
- -You're welcome. So pleased to meet me.
Well, the pleasure is all yours.
- -
Ah. Horatio P. Huntington!
One half of the world-famous Huntington Brothers Circus!
Which half, I'll let you decide.
-And that's me! -Delish.
Uh, the good lookin' one.
Whoa. Slow down there, Chesterfield.
Why?
It's free, ain't it?
- -You hear that crowd, little brother?
I'm going to be rich as Rockefeller,
-but twice as pretty. -
Oh, you'll partake in the riches, too.
At a slightly smaller share, of course.
Oh, you know I don't care about money, Horatio. I just--
Want to entertain people. Yes.
Love that about you.
And everyone's favorite brother, Buffalo Bob Huntington.
The heart and soul of the circus.
Excuse me, Mister Huntington, sirs.
Oh, hey, Esmerelda. Everything all right?
Is better than all right.
I am slippings away from the fortune tellings booth
-to introduce you to... -
...beautiful niece visiting from old country.
Hopes you will give her job.
-What? No! -We would if we could.
We don't need more mouths to feed!
Which is to say...
She's hired!
I promise I will not be any trouble.
A real beauty, yes?
Oof. Family resemblance, huh?
Oh, the apple does not fall far from the tree.
Fall far from the tree?
This apple looks like it was shot from the tree with a rocket.
Oh! You flirt.
Whoa!
Come here.
Up until that point, Bob and Horatio had a good thing going.
But you know what they say about good things...
they never last.
Thank you.
- -Horatio, hold on to your hat
'cause Talia and I have something exciting to tell ya!
-We are-- -Breaking up!
Getting married!
What?
Is a blessing!
-I love love! -
So romantic, no?
-No! Yuck! -
Now then, I've allowed this to go on for far too long, little brother.
She's poison, this one.
Okay. I can see you're obviously not thinking straight.
No! I see everything quite clearly, Robert,
and I am putting my foot down.
-Horatio! -You can't be serious.
-Oh, I'm dead serious. -I love Talia.
-And-- -Either she goes, or I go!
Choose now, brother.
Gee, I wonder what he should do.
What to do, what to do?
Ooh, this is a nail biter.
Bulletman!
Mmm.
Lick.
You want some?
Maybe you should cut down on the carbs there, Chesterfield.
That clown suit is looking mighty snug.
Nah!
With this metabolism,
I could eat a chocolate elephant and never gain a pound.
- - Bulletman.
Man, sorry about that.
Esmerelda has giftie for newlyweds.
-A "giftie"? -From Himalayas.
I got it here somewhere. Ouch. Where did I put it?
Oh. No, you don't want that.
Hmm...
A-ha.
Oh, uh... what is it?
Something special.
Something magic.
That old dame wasn't kidding.
-There was magic in that wooden box. - Come on!
For 30 years, Buffalo Bob's Rootin' Tootin' Animal Circus
-was the biggest show in the universe. -
And no one was a bigger fan than this gooney kid.
Look at him.
Bob's nephew, Owen.
- -
He practically grew up right there in the front row.
-And he wasn't the only one. -Oh.
-Wow! Front row? -Mmm.
Thank you, Daddy.
Nothing but the best for my little Zoe.
Well, it finally happened.
I can't see my feet!
Sorry, hot dog. I guess we won't be--
Wait a second.
Problem solved.
Say something to her, squirt.
Hi. I'm... I'm...
- I'm... -
I'm Zoe.
I'm Owen.
- -
Don't encourage them.
Ah!
-I'm clowning around. I'm just clowning. -
And as time passed, it turns out
Bob and Talia weren't the only ones to fall in love at the circus.
-Ta-da! -
What?
- -Zoe...
I love you.
Will you marry me?
- -
- -Honk once for yes.
- -
Damn!
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