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Oh..
Showtime.
(music plays)
(drumroll)
(music) Pour me a whiskey.. whistle me a song..
for the show must go on Yes, the show must go on
Yes, the show must go on All our dreams now are nightmares
Our whiskey turned to wine, But the show must go on,
Yes, the show must go on, Without it we're hopeless,
And with it, we're lost. We don't care if it's hopeless,
All our lines have been crossed, But the show must go on,
Oh, the show must go on The show must go on,
Yes, the show must go on, Yes, the show must go on,
Or... we'll die...
Don't pay no mind to her! She can't see or hear you.
Where am I?
Who are you?
You're the one sleeping in my front yard, stranger.
If anything I should be the one asking you that question.
Better get out of that sun before it gets the best of you.
Excuse me?
Excuse me...
Ma'am? What is this place?
That's funny. This is "The Moon", honey. You never heard of us?
I don't know. I can't remember.
Most folks would say that forgetting "The Moon" is the hardest part.
Guess that puts you ahead of most folks, then, hmm?
I'm just.. a little lost.
Aren't we all, darling? (voice from another room) Simon? Is that you?
Just when we were starting to have fun..
No, Layla, it's me - and a visitor..
No guests this early Em, you know that.
Oh I was just passing by, she was just helping me out.
Is that true, Em?
I just got lost, and this is only place for miles. I don't mean to cause any trouble.
Are you running from something?
I can't remember. That's the problem.
Well, you're here now.
Em, you'd better get our guest... settled.
You're gonna be just fine..
Simon? We have a visitor.
This is getting old.
(laughing)
Young sir, your seat is ready.
(sigh)
Well..
Showtime.
(music)
(music)
(one woman laughs)
(applause)
(door next door opens) (man mumbles) Come on darling, don't be shy..
And now for our very own special angel. Unlike anything you've ever seen or heard before,
a tantalizing treat for your tired eyes.
An act in which the very act herself can not see what's before her,
she can not hear what's behind her,
and like many of us this angel's guided only by the light of "The Moon".
Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting, ELLA!
Hello??
Hello, Henry.
Do I know you?
Priceless. Same thing every time.
What are you talking about?
Innocence.
Who's room is this?
It's your room. Henry.
Who is that? Who's Henry?
Maybe this will help refresh your memory.
Henry..
I understand how this must make you feel..
I'm not Henry.
But you are. You may not want to be, but you are..
No I'm not! Let me go! Henry, I can't do that.
You have to let me go now!! Uh uh
Please. I paid for you.
You're lying! Does it matter, I could tell you anything
and you wouldn't remember tomorrow. That's not true, I remember things!
Try me. I don't belong here!
But you do, Henry.
I'M NOT HENRY!!
This is my favorite part!
(grunting)
Oh! oh!
(man laughs continuously)
Thank you, Henry! (laughs)
(claps slowly)
Welcome home.
"The Moon" knows what you've done, Henry!
Even if you forget! She knows!!
Where am I?
Who are you?
I'm giving you a ride..
Who are YOU?
Now hang on, kid! Pull over! Stop the car!
Now calm down, get back in the truck.
Trust me kid, there ain't nothing for you back down that road.
Kid! Trust me, if you knew any better, you'd get back in that truck!
Kid!! Henry!! Get back in the truck!
Henry! Henry!! Hey!! Henry!!
Excuse me? (piano playing)
Excuse me..
May I help you?
I'm not sure.
I'm a little lost.
Aren't we all, darling?
Aren't we all?