Skipper:
Come on, come on, come on. Where is he? Bingo! If that's not a red-blooded American promoter, I don't know what is. We need to get this show on the road.
Skipper:
Private, tell them the eagle has landed.
Private:
The eagle has landed.
Alex:
Roger that, and keep an eye out for Dubois.
Private:
Aye, aye, guvnor!
Alex:
The promoter is in the house!
Marty:
New York is closer than ever!
Alex:
Let's not get ahead of ourselves. First, we got a circus to do. We're on, folks!
Ernestina:
Do we go on before or after the dogs?
Alex:
Yes.
Esmerelda:
What?
Alex:
Overlap, your acts overlap. Where's Vitaly? He opens.
Stefano:
I don't know.
Alex:
Stefano! Hey, Stefano! Have you seen Vitaly? Hey, Stefano, why the sad little face?
Stefano:
Vitaly... He will not go on!
Alex:
What?
Stefano:
I tried everything I could.
Alex:
Shh. Wipe away the tears. Calm down. Where is he? I'm sure I can reason with him. Vitaly, what are you doing?
Vitaly:
You missed.
Alex:
You're leaving? You're just gonna walk out on everybody?
Vitaly:
They have good show without me.
Alex:
Look, I got a good left foot, but without my right foot, I can't walk.
Vitaly:
You get fake foot, then you walk.
Alex:
I don't want fake foot, okay? What happened to "circus stick together", huh? "The show must go on"?
Vitaly:
Cliches.
Alex:
Come on, man. Stop being this guy! Be the other guy!
Vitaly:
What other guy?
Alex:
The guy who was all circus, the guy who jumped through hoops! Give me that! The guy everybody looked up to. Come on! Where's that Vitaly?
Vitaly:
That Vitaly is no more.
Alex:
Listen, man. You may have given up on yourself, but your friends haven't given up on you. Are you just going to turn your back on them, and sit and eat borscht the rest of your life… or are you gonna get out there and jump through that tiny little hoop?
Vitaly:
It is impossible.
Alex:
It was always impossible, Vitaly. That's why the people loved it.
Vitaly:
That is why I loved it. Because I did the impossible! I was once a brave tiger. And if I go down in flames… so be it!
Alex:
You know, I think I might have an idea for you.
Vitaly:
Light the hoop on fire!
Stefano:
Mamma Mia, Santa Maria, Santa Maria... Mamma Maria, Mia Santa, Santa Mia Farrow...
Alex:
Come on, you got it.
Stefano:
Yes!
Alex:
All right, what are you waiting for? We got a show to put on. Let's go. Go, go, go, go, go!
Kid:
Look!
Alex:
We're going to America! Today!
Marty:
That's what I call crack-a-lackin' to the mack-a-lackin'!
Stefano:
We did it, Alice!
Alex:
Yeah!
Stefano:
Maybe I am average intelligence after all!
Alex:
Perhaps even slightly above.
Stefano:
No, I don't think so.
Vitaly:
Hair conditioner. Great idea, my friend! Feel. Go ahead. Soft like kitten, no?
Alex:
Look at that. Slippery but not flammable.
Vitaly:
You smell like peaches and herb!
Gia:
Gia and Alex, the trapezing cats!
Alex:
We did pretty good.
Gia:
You will flip, and I will catch. And sometimes I will flip, and you will catch. And then we will both flip, and we'll travel the whole world!
Gia:
Flipping and catching, and I will flip you...
Alex:
You know, the thing is... I may not always be around.
Gia:
Where are you going?
Alex:
Well, I'm... I'm... I'm...
Dubois:
Bravo, bravo! What a heartwarming performance, Monsieur Circus Master. It brought tears to my eyes. No, not really. [Alex press the phone call] Monsieur, we both know the lion does not belong to you.
Private:
It's that horrid woman!
Dubois:
He is a fugitive from justice. You will turn the lion over to me so that I may put him where he belongs... on my wall. What?
Skipper":
Incoming! Outgoing!
Dubois:
Wait!
Skipper:
Up high! Down low. Too slow. Well done, Private.
Private:
Did I do good?
Skipper:
Nah, not really.
Melman:
Man, that was close!
