Les Enfants du paradis
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What a charming playhouse!
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What a fine profession!
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It would be,
if it fed us properly.

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"Speak to me!"
About nothing, probably!

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This fop here?
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- You're on!
- Yes, young man?

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Remember, post the fines.
"Seraphin, two francs:

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On-stage drunk and swearing."
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There they go again!
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- What's got into them?
- They sense a storm brewing.

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You can't imagine! My theater
is torn by hatred and jealousy.

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We perform on a volcano.
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This isn't pantomime,
it's a vendetta, a corrida.

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They're worse than
the Horatii and the Curiatti.

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- Worse than...
- The Montagues and the Capulets.

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- Never heard of them!
- It's Shakespeare. Romeo...

:25:54
Don't know him!
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Alas, few know
and appreciate Shakespeare.

:26:00
Who knows you?
Who appreciates you?

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What do you want?
I keep asking you!

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What I want...
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I want to act.
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Act! Act!
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You have the wrong house.
We're not allowed to act here.

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We walk on our hands.
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I can do that.
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And you know why?
They bully us.

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Why? They fear us.
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If we put on plays,
they'd have to close

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their great, noble theaters!
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Their public is bored to death
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by museum pieces, dusty tragedies
and declaiming mummies

:26:38
who never move!
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But the Funambules
is full of life, movement!

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Extravaganzas!
Appearances, disappearances,

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like in real life!
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And then... wham!... the kick,
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wham!... the slapstick...
like in real life!

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And the audience!
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Sure, they're poor,
but they're pure gold.

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Look, up there

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