Barnum (1986) - full transcript
The amazing biography of legendary circus impresario and unparalleled showman, P.T. Barnum.
[ragtime piano music]
- [Voiceover] [mumbles],
good evening, madam!
May I kiss your hand, madam?
- Have you a lovely
time this evening.
[mumbles]!
Hold it, hold it, who's
this one over here?!
Are you ready?
One, two, three!
Up up, there you go!
[rapid drumming]
[applause]
- Thank you.
Thank you!
Barnum's the name.
PT Barnum.
And I want to tell you
that tonight on this stage
I'm going to show you
every sight and wonder
that name stands for.
Including Jumbo, the largest
elephant in the world.
The amazing great white
whale from Labrador.
General Tom Thumb, only 25
inches from toe to crown.
Joyce Heth, oldest woman alive.
And the rarest and most
beautiful bird in captivity,
the Swedish nightingale.
Plus a cast of hundreds.
No, thousands, including
marching bands,
standing bands, tumbling
bands, flying bands,
bands of every size,
shape and description.
And here they are.
[grand music]
[applause]
Ah, no, no, no, no, no.
I know what you're thinking.
You don't see any
nightingales or flying bands,
or 25 inch men.
But like I told ya,
Barnum's the name
and humbug's my game.
Wait a minute, where you going?
- Home.
- Home?
- But I have a point
of view to expound,
defending the noble
art of humbug.
- Which I happen to be
in disagreement with
as it's no more than a
shoddy defense of flimflam.
So it doesn't behoove
me to stick around.
- Respect for the
speaker madam requires
that you listen while he
sets forth his convictions.
- And respect for my own
convictions requires me
to set forth, which I am doing.
- All right, then go, go.
Isolated dissent
can hardly deter me.
One small voice can
quiet easily be ignored.
- Good day Mr. Barnum.
- Of course it doesn't
help any if that one small
voice happens to
belong to his wife.
[laughing]
Charity Barnum, I'll have
a kiss before you leave.
- With pleasure, Mr. Barnum.
[applause]
You may not make much
sense, but you're beautiful.
[whistle blows]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
in the main ring
the fight to the finish
struggle of humbug versus truth.
Flimflam versus fact.
Mr. Phineas Taylor Barnum
versus his good wife Charity.
An American pageant
featuring stirring music,
thrilling spectacle,
hilarious clowns
and savage jungle beasts.
[applause]
But first presenting
Mr. Barnum himself
in an opening bit of
philosophical falderal!
Mr. Barnum!
- Well the fact is my wife is a
perfect example of
what I'm talking about.
You give her a
mess of hard facts,
she's happy as a clam.
Serve her up a little
fancy, she turns up
her nose like it was
yesterday's fish.
I'll bet she's not the
only one here tonight,
but whether you end
up thinking that
humbug is a blessing or a curse,
you're still gonna buy it.
Why?
Because every 60
seconds in this world
a delightful
phenomenon takes place
which absolutely guarantees it.
Right!
♪ There is a sucker
born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand sweeps to the top
♪ Like dandelions up they pop
♪ Their ears so big,
their eyes so wide
♪ And though I feed
'em bonafide baloney
♪ With no truth in it
♪ Why you can bet I'll find
some rube to buy my corn
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ And I'm referring to
the minute you was born
- Aha, sir!
♪ Each blessed hour
brings 60 of 'em
♪ Each time the wooden
cuckoo shows his face
♪ Another sucker takes his place
♪ And plunks his
quarter on the line
♪ To buy my brand
of genuine malarkey
♪ God bless and love 'em
♪ But don't feel sad or
hopping made or cause a scene
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ But man, you might've
been the minute in between
♪ If I allow that
right here in my hands
♪ The smallest living human man
♪ The sight of that
is surely worth a dime
♪ If I present an educated pooch
♪ Who's trained to
dance the hoochie cooch
♪ What better way to
waste a bit of time
♪ If I import at monumental cost
♪ A lady fair
whose head was lost
♪ While crossing railroad
tracks to pick some zinnias
♪ Who has no ears
or eyes or nose
♪ And wears pink tights
instead of clothes
♪ If that ain't worth a
buck my name ain't Phineas
♪ Aw you say that's hot
wash, well who cares
♪ You'll buy my hog wash long as
♪ There's a sucker
born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand sweeps to the top
♪ Like dandelions up they pop
♪ Ears so big,
their eyes so wide
♪ And though my tale
is bonafide baloney
♪ Just let me spin it
♪ There ain't no man who
can resist me wait and see
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ And friends the biggest
one excluding none
♪ Is me
- Yeah!
[applause]
- Here it is in Mr.
Webster's Dictionary Taylor.
Humbug, something designed
to deceive or mislead.
- See, that's what
comes in marrying
a schoolteacher, they
go right to the books.
Chairy, I'm talking
about the kind
of humbug them
pilgrim fathers sold
themselves when they set
sail on The Mayflower.
The belief in rosy
possibilities,
the dream, Chairy.
- Just one thing, Taylor.
This lady with no nose,
how does she smell?
- Awful.
[laughing]
- Mr. Webster also gives a nice
synonym for humbug, lies.
- Aw Chairy.
- But don't give up Taylor,
the evening's young.
You've still got some
rosy possibilities.
[whistle blows]
- Rosy possibilities.
- [Horace] In the far
ring, humble beginnings.
PT Barnum in his
first appearance
in the main tent
turns oil into gold
quicker than you can
say George Washington!
[upbeat trumpet music]
- I'm telling you, they came by
the thousands in
Philadelphia, Mr. Barnum.
- Uh huh.
- Now here's all the
papers you'll need.
Birth certificate, bill of sale,
and writs and testimony proving
beyond the shadow
of a doubt that on
June 15th, Joice Heth
will be 160 years old.
- Yeah, well she'd
better be, Mr. Lyman,
it's taken every last cent I've
got to buy this
contract, but from now
on P.T. Barnum
presents Joice Heth,
the oldest woman in the world!
- She'll make you a
fortune, Mr. Barnum!
Just remember, Philadelphia!
- All right, Joice,
we'd better get
to work if we're
gonna eat tonight.
All right, step right
up and see her, folks!
Joice Heth, the oldest
woman in the world!
There she is, lady!
Now 25 cents is
your place at the
front of the line here.
All right, come on
now, who's gonna be
the first customer of the day?
Lady, lady!
Hey, you're not as
young as you used to be?
This lady here, she'll make you
feel like a spring chicken
is what we do.
- How dare you?!
[laughing]
- You're flat,
Joice, you're flat.
[laughs] Sir, sir, all
alone, nowhere to go?
You're flat, woman, you're flat!
Up a bit, up a bit!
Oh sit down, sit down!
Sir, sir, you like older women?
[laughing]
Come on, this act
can't last forever.
We could be gone next week.
[loud thud]
Joice!
I don't understand
it, they came by
the thousands in Philadelphia.
- And walked by
by the thousands.
You've been had, Mr. Barnum.
- Oooh!
- Anyway, what's so
special about an old lady?
A young lady, now
well that's different.
If you'd a' had me up
here 140 years ago,
they would've come all right.
- What did you say?
- I said what's so
special about an old lady.
- No no no, you
said 140 years ago?
George Washington!
- Mr. Barnum, what
you looking at honey?
- I'm looking at
a nanny, a nanny a
long time ago,
she's got a little
baby boy bouncing on her knee.
George Washington!
- But I don't know no
people named Washington.
- George Washington, the
father of our country?
- But I never tended
George Washington--
- Joice!
That sidewalk looks a might hard
for us to sleep on
tonight, and I would
say there was the
strongest possibility
of rain, maybe even hail.
- What'd you say
that boy's name was?
- George Washington.
- Oh, you means little Georgie.
[laughing]
Why Mr. Barnum, I pretty
near raised that boy!
- All right Joice, let's do it!
Step right up and see her folks,
Joice, that's George's
Washington's nanny!
♪ When you see the
shape the world is in
♪ When the way it is
ain't what it's been
♪ When folks just care for gold
♪ Thank God I'm old
♪ When you take a
gander at the news
♪ When you hear the
language people use
♪ When no sweet songs are sung
♪ I don't wanna be young
- Liven it up, Joice!
♪ Daddy time he doesn't fret me
♪ Should he spy me,
that don't upset me
♪ Let him eye me,
come and get me
♪ That's fine by me,
age don't worry me
♪ When you see the
way folks misbehave
♪ When it's only good
times that they crave
♪ When kids are much too bold
♪ Thank God, I'm old
♪ When there ain't
no He-Men left alive
♪ When they tell you
three men out of five
♪ End up locked up or hung
♪ I don't wanna be young
- All right, dance Joice.
- But I can't dance,
I'm 160 years old.
- Rain, hail, maybe a blizzard!
- I'll dance.
- Let's do it.
Wind up slow now.
That's it, come back here.
Now sell it.
Sell it!
Sell it!
Start at the top of the
hill, I'll give you a push.
Here she goes.
Hang onto my arm.
Stand up straight!
Start with the left, that one.
[cheering]
That a girl, back!
I'm sorry!
- Let me tell you about the
day Georgie discovered America.
- That was Christopher Columbus!
- I tended him too.
- No you didn'!
One more!
Now we're going home!
Hang onto my arm.
There she goes, everyone!
♪ Gonna get me dressed
and powdered down
♪ Call myself a
hack and go to town
- All the way!
♪ See every shady street
♪ These feet once strolled
♪ Then I'm gonna slip
back on the shelf
♪ Have a little
nip and tell myself
♪ Though my back
buckles and bends
♪ My hair got silvery ends
♪ When I see all of my friends
♪ Laid out and cold
♪ Thank God, I'm old
[applause]
- That is great, Joice!
Great!
All right, back on the truck.
That's it, good girl.
That's it, you relax.
Take her two blocks down!
And give her some resuscitation!
All right, maybe I
mislead them a bit,
but most of those
folks went home
thinking that they
shook the hand
that held the rosy bottom of
the father of our country.
That is what is known
as a patriotic humbug,
and there's none finer.
Well now that Joice
was a success,
I started signing
up new attractions,
but of course I had to find
some place to put them.
- That's right, Mr. Barnum.
I'm selling you a
full partnership
in the American Museum,
but I'm warning you,
my rock bottom price is $15,000.
- And worth every penny
of it, Mr. Scudder.
The full amount will be paid out
of the first year's
profits, and should I
fall behind I will
forfeit all my
attractions to your good self.
- Very well, Mr.
Barnum, but I don't
wanna turn the museum
into no sideshow.
- I couldn't agree
with you more, sir.
That's why I intend rebuilding
the entire museum
and filling all
five floors with the most
educational
attractions imaginable
including three
galleries of art,
a lecture hall
sitting 2,000 people,
and in the rotunda, a glass tank
containing a living, breathing,
spouting great white
whale from Lavador.
Just to help you make
up your mind, sir,
may I present you
with one courtesy
ticket entitling
you and a friend
to free admissions upon payment
of half the normal price on any
Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday
between the hours
of 12 noon and 1PM.
Is that a deal, sir?
- [Charity] Taylor Barnum!
Did you or did you not invite me
all the way from Bridgeport to
have lunch with you
at one o'clock sharp?!
It is not past 2:15!
[whistle blows]
- In the center ring,
ladies and gentlemen,
PT Barnum faces that
most ferocious of all
jungle beasts, the
female of the species
who was being kept waiting over
one hour and 15 minutes!
Mr. Barnum will now face
this most dangerous creature.
[drum rolling]
[laughing]
And arm!
- Mr. Scudder, did I not ask you
to tell me when it
was one o'clock?
- One o'clock?
- Now please sir, no excuses,
run along, I'll see you at the
museum at 2:45 with the builders
and please be prompt.
Chairy, I don't know I ever took
him on as a partner,
he's so unreliable!
Now that is what is known
as a matrimonial humbug.
The only trouble is, with
my wife, it never works.
- Hogwash, Taylor, I believe you
forgot that appointment
all by yourself.
Now I have some
pamphlets to collect
at the Women's
Emancipation Society,
they have a lovely tea room,
I think we'll lunch there.
- Oh no no, I can't eat there!
McNalley's Saloon is
right around the corner.
- Nonsense, Taylor,
you don't need a drink,
you need some good
decent food inside you.
- Not liver and prunes, please!
- Very well then
Taylor, I suggest we
leave it up to the Fates.
Heads, the Women's
Emancipation Society,
tails McNalley's Saloon.
- All right!
I'll toss it if you don't mind.
- Go right ahead,
Taylor, I trust you 100%.
[laughing]
- Liver and prunes.
[orchestral music]
[applause]
- Hey!
[applause]
[applause]
- Hello, Mrs. Barnum.
- Our new pamphlet's all about
the Stanton Act, now thanks to
Elizabeth Katie
Stanton, the state of
New York now guarantees
a woman the right
to make all her own business
and legal decisions.
- What do you think
of that, Mr. Barnum?
- Oh I'm all for it 100%.
Long as she asks
her husband first.
[laughing]
Now could we have half a dozen
oysters here and two
large ales please.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Barnum,
liver's the special today.
Plus fresh boiled parsnips
and a kompot of prunes.
- Sounds delicious,
we'll have two.
- I shall be up for days.
[laughing]
- Now Taylor, you
can tell me about
this new partner of yours.
- Chairy, Amos Scudder and I are
gonna rebuild the
American Museum.
- With what, we haven't
$100 to our name.
- With brass and
a bit of humbug,
you'd be surprised too often is
just as good as silver or gold.
- Schemes again, Taylor,
schemes and dreams!
- But that's my nature, Chairy,
I told you I was a dreamer
the first night I met you.
- Taylor Barnum,
when a girl meets
a man in the middle of the worst
thunderstorm of the
summer with bolts
of lightning jumping
off every tree
and barn in sight,
a thunder so loud
it nearly scares you
out of your wits,
she don't pay much
mind when a man
happens to mention
he's a dreamer.
I'm not saying you
shouldn't have dreams,
Taylor, just let them be
sensible ones we can reach.
- But I want to excite
people, I want to
give them a glimpse
of the miracle!
- Miracle's a pretty fancy
word for humbug, Taylor.
- Oh that's not fair!
I may put a high
polish on the facts--
- I don't mind you
using the imagination
the good Lord gave
you, but with two
daughters to bring up you oughta
be using it for more
sensible things.
Now I happen to
know that they're
looking for a new partner at the
Bridgeport Clock
Factory, I could be
part of it, Taylor.
- No, Chairy, no,
I can't do that!
Tick, tock, tick from
10 to 6 every day?
With only an occasional
bong to break the monotony?
Of 10,000 cuckoos looking
out of 10,000 little holes?
Every man's got a
tympanum, Mrs. Barnum.
Mine is just not suited to
tick, tock, cuckoo, and bong!
- I'm sorry Taylor, I
shouldn't have brought it up.
- Of course you should,
Chairy, of course you should.
That's half a wife's
job, bringing up things
a husband doesn't wanna hear.
No, it's just that
the clockworks,
it isn't the right color for me.
Say the words,
Bridgeport Clockworks,
what do you see?
Grays and browns.
But you step inside
any sideshow,
you've got fire engine red,
kelly green, butter yellow!
It's like being inside
a giant pinwheel!
Oh and it's not for
my own selfish reasons
I need all them colors, Chairy.
Grrr, I wanna
splash them out for
everybody in the
whole world to see!
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are bountiful and bold
♪ The purple glow of indigo
♪ The gleam of green and gold
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
♪ No quiet browns and grays
♪ I'll take my days instead
♪ And fill them
'till they overflow
♪ With rose and cherry red
♪ And should this sunlit world
♪ Grow dark one day
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will leave a shining light
♪ To show the way
- That's well and
good, Mr. Barnum,
but your greens and reds aren't
gonna be must help if you don't
get those builders started.
- Chairy!
Chairy!
I'll be back in five minutes!
Well 15 at the most!
And a half hour at the outside!
Chairy, if I'm not back by six,
why don't you come
down to the museum,
you can't miss it, it's on the
corner of Anne
Street and Broadway,
it's got a big purple sign with
gold letters and
red trimming that
says Barnum's America Museum!
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
- I'm gonna do this,
just hang on there
[applause]
- It's your own
fault, Charity Barnum.
If you had asked a
few logical questions
before you married
him, you would've had
a healthy distance
between yourself
and a fellow who wants to give
the whole world a paint job.
Which I'm not so sure it needs.
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are softer than a breeze
♪ The silver gray of eiderdown
♪ The dappled green of trees
♪ The amber of a wheat field
♪ The hazel of a seed
♪ The crystal of a raindrop
♪ Are all I'll ever need
♪ Your reds are much too bold
♪ In gold I find no worth
♪ I'll fill my days
with sage and brown
♪ The colors of the earth
♪ And if from by my side
♪ My love should roam
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will shine a quiet light
♪ To lead him home
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- Come, children of all ages!
[mumbles], a caravan,
a cornucopia,
a cavalcade of cataclysmically
comical clowns!
- Go get in the other side
of the front of the entrance!
That's it, put those
down there in a pile.
[goofy carnival music]
That's a pile.
I know it's a bicycle!
Get those other bricks!
Come back here
with that bicycle!
Stop!
Get outta here!
Stop!
Oh Chairy, I've bitten
off more than I can chew.
- Nonsense.
- Have you forgotten we got an
opening Monday morning at nine?
- We'll be ready!
- You intend rebuilding an
entire museum in two days?
- I do, my treasure.
- But how?
- Slowly.
- Look at this mess!
♪ The Lord gave
each and everyone
♪ The spunk to do
what can't be done
♪ The brawn, the brain,
the courage and the heart
♪ The strength to
bend the strongest bar
♪ The will to reach
the farthest star
♪ It's just a case of
learning how to start
♪ To build a tower up so
high to a cloud you'll anchor
♪ Build it one tiny
brick at a time
♪ Bucks multiply
'till a bum's a banker
♪ Just begin with
a thin silver dime
♪ That empty field, it can yield
♪ Miles and miles of flowers
♪ You don't need no magic powers
♪ Just a seed and showers
♪ From the floor to the sky
♪ You can soar if you're
wise enough to climb
♪ One brick at a time
- Come on, you
guys, let's try it!
Bring me a [mumbles]!
♪ To build a ship
that's built to last
♪ You lay the keel
then raise the mast
♪ An ode begins with
just a simple rhyme
♪ An oak that roots
a mile beneath
♪ Becomes a stick
to pick your teeth
♪ Just sharpen up your
knife and take your time
♪ One stalwart chap with
a cup and a bunch of hours
♪ He can scoop all
the salt from the sea
♪ Buds open up turning
boughs to bowers
♪ All begun by
just one bumble bee
♪ To write with ease symphonies
♪ Or at least condati
♪ Filled with
trills and obbifatti
♪ Start with fa, so-la-ti
♪ Leave the rest in the dust
♪ Be the best, if you're
just content to climb
♪ One brick at a time
♪ Just take a brick and
place it on the ground
♪ To make it stick
pour mortar all around
♪ A cup of lime then
stir it 'till it's hard
♪ And up she'll climb by
inch, by foot, by yard
♪ A still, a door, a
ledge, a window pane
♪ Then drill some more,
raise up the weather vane
♪ A roof, the proof that
go in slow like this
♪ A splendid edifice can climb
♪ To build a tower so high
to a cloud you'll anchor
♪ Build it one tiny
brick at a time
♪ Bucks multiply
'till a bum's a banker
♪ Just begin with
a thin silver dime
♪ That empty field it can yield
♪ Miles and miles of flowers
♪ You don't need no magic powers
♪ Just a seed and showers
♪ From the floor to the sky
♪ You can sore if you're
wise enough to climb
♪ A splendid edifice can climb
♪ One brick at a
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ One brick at a time
[applause]
- Everything about my
museum was spectacular.
Including the price.
$1.
Now that may seem a lot,
but it was worth it.
After all, look at
what I gave them.
♪ Quite a lotta,
Roman terra cotta
♪ Livin' lava from
the flanks of Etna
♪ Statuary, ride a dromedary
♪ See the temple tumble
and the Red Sea part
♪ McNamara's band, the
fattest lady in the land
♪ A pickled prehistoric hand
♪ A strand of Pocohontas' hair
♪ Crow and Sioux who're going to
♪ Be showing you
some rowing through
♪ A model of the
rapids on the Delaware
♪ Armadillas,
clever caterpillars
♪ Reproductions of
the Cyclops' retina
♪ Crystal blowing,
automatic sewing
♪ Venus on a shell
and other works of art
♪ Educated fleas, a
tribe of Abrogines
♪ Two ladies joined
across the knees
♪ A Mona Lisa made of ice
♪ Hottentots, we've gotten in
♪ Forgotten spots, a cotton gin
♪ A night with Lot in Sodom
♪ Better see that twice
♪ One iguana, snakes
and other fauna
♪ Got no bearded
lady, but we're get'na
♪ When you duck out, you
take another buck out
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ New show start
- Just a dollar folks!
That's it!
Thank you, sir thank you, sir,
thank you, ladies,
thank you Phillip,
thank you, lady, enjoy yourself!
- Mr. Barnum, Mr. Barnum,
5,000 admissions in one day!
- 5,000?!
- Only everybody's going
downstairs to see the whales.
- Right.
- And then they're
going upstairs to
see the injuns and
mermaid in [mumbles].
- Right right right right right.
- And then they're
going back downstairs
to start all over again.
- So?
- Nobody's going
out, Mr. Barnum!
There's a whole line
of people waiting
to get in, so what
are we gonna do?
- You put that sign I had
printed outside the back door.
To the egress!
- [Amos] To the egress?
- Don't panic, it's just
a fancy word for exit.
- But no one will
know what it means!
- Oh they will when
they get outside!
[laughing]
♪ Quite a lotta,
Roman terra cotta
♪ Living lava from
the flanks of Etna
♪ Statuary, ride a dromedary
♪ See the temple tumble
and the Red Sea part
♪ McNamara's band, the
fattest lady in the land
♪ A pickled prehistoric hand
♪ A strand of Pocahontas' hair
♪ Crow and Sioux who're
going to be showing you
♪ Some rowing through a model
♪ Of the rapids on the Delaware
♪ Armadillas,
clever caterpillars
♪ Reproductions of
the cyclops' retina
♪ Crystal blowing,
automatic sewing
♪ Venus on a shell
and other works of art
♪ Educated fleas, a
tribe of Aborigines
♪ Two ladies joined
across the knees
♪ A Mona Lisa made of ice
♪ Hottentots we've gotten in
♪ Forgotten spots, a cotton gin
♪ A night with Lot in Sodom
♪ Better see that twice
♪ One iguana, snakes
and other fauna
♪ Got no bearded
lady, but we're get'na
♪ When you duck out,
take another buck out
♪ Run run run run
run run run run
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ New show start
♪ Run around the block
and see a new show start ♪
[applause]
- Right, rake up those dollars!
Good good, see you
back here next week!
You again!
[mumbles]!
All right, don't turn
around 'till I tell you.
[whistle blows]
- [Horace] PT Barnum,
grand master of the highwire,
tries for a triple somersault!
[screaming]
And falls, which gets
him plenty burned up!
[trumpets blare]
- All right, now!
- Good Lord, they're real.
What's the man done?
- A foolish thing, Chairy,
married a hardheaded,
cold-eye, tough talking
Connecticut Yankee.
Whose kept my crazy world from
going up in smoke
these past 14 years.
Happy Anniversary.
- I might have been foolish
enough to marry you,
Taylor, but that doesn't
mean I can't count.
Our anniversary
isn't for six months.
- Not ours, the museum's!
Ooooh!
Have you forgotten
exactly one year ago
today we opened our
doors to the public?
So I want you to go put on your
best silks and satins,
woman, because tonight I'm
gonna take you, me,
and those pearls
to celebrate at the 5th Avenue
restaurant in New York City!
- Oh I'm sorry Mr. Barnum,
but I'm not going to any
5th Avenue restaurant.
The food's too rich,
the people too fancy,
and I don't even wanna
discuss the prices.
I'm staying right here!
- Marital humbug number two.
This one never fails.
[laughing]
Chairy Barnum,
I'm married to the
prettiest woman in the
state of Connecticut!
It's my God given
right to take her
out and show her
off if I want to.
Now either you go
and put on your
best dress at once
or certain very
costly anniversary
gifts are gonna
have to be returned!
[laughing]
Well it almost never fails.
Charity Barnum, what
am I gonna do with you?
- Put up with me, Taylor.
The same as I do with you.
♪ We're out of step
♪ We disagree
♪ What's right for
you is wrong for me
♪ Together we're
apart a country mile
♪ But I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ We're out of step
♪ We disagree
♪ What's right for
you is wrong for me
♪ When I proposed,
then you protest
♪ What's my delight,
you just detest
♪ Too sweet a fight
to ever reconcile
♪ Too sweet a fight
to ever reconcile
♪ But I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ No shouts or quarrels
♪ No blows or tears
♪ One simple fuss to
dissect and discuss
♪ For the next 100 years
- Sit down here!
Don't do that!
♪ Each blessed day
♪ Each blessed day
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ With no you won't
♪ And yes I will
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ Well I like your style
♪ Well I like your style
♪ I like your style
- Whoa!
- Hey, come and dance, woman!
["I Like Your
Style" instrumental]
[Irish jig music]
- No no no!
Left, right, left, right,
step step, slap slap!
Young man, get down
off that washing line!
How many times do I tell you?!
The childrens'
clothes have to go on!
Look at the color of that.
Don't you have any respect for
other people's property?!
[violin instrumental music]
Wow, you're gonna fly!
Ow, ow!
That's my best leg!
I may never dance again.
Not that one, the other one.
♪ Each blessed day
♪ Each blessed day
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ With no you won't
♪ With no you won't
♪ And yes I will
♪ And yes I will
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ Well I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ Style
♪ Style
[applause]
- All right then, Taylor,
I'll change my dress.
But it isn't to show off these
pearls to your fancy
New York friends,
it's because I'm still in love
with you, you great fool!
And I want one of your damn
martial humbugs to succeed!
- Charity Barnum, I have
never humbugged you!
Why I'm surprised that you
even suggested such a thing!
- Mr. Barnum.
- Not now, Mr. Scudder, can't
you see I'm lying to my wife?
[laughing]
Mr. Scudder!
What on Earth brings
you all the way out here
from New York City this
time of night, sir?
Mr. Scudder?
Is something wrong, sir?
- A fire, Mr. Barnum.
At the museum.
- What?!
- It's no use.
There's nothing left.
I'm sorry, Mr. Barnum.
- Mr. Scudder, I hope
I'm being humbugged, sir.
- Alas, Mr. Barnum, you
never taught me how.
- Now Taylor, I
tell you right now
I don't intend
dancing any gallops,
I haven't had time to
change my petticoat
and it's the same
old [mumbles] one,
but since the only
dance you know
is the Waltz, I don't
anticipate any...
Problems.
- The evening's off, Chairy.
No use celebrating a
museum that's burned down.
Oh you were right.
It was nothing but a
darn sideshow anyhow.
- Taylor Barnum!
That museum was
absolutely splendid!
For what it was, I'll not listen
to anything to the contrary!
New York's not the only place
to making a living you know.
There are lots of other places.
There's a whole
country out there!
Why right here is the
Bridgeport Clock Factory!
- Darn it, Charity Barnum if you
haven't come up with a solution!
There is a whole
country out there!
Here I am piddling my life away
on the corner of Anne
Street and Broadway,
there've gotta be
what, two dozen states
never even heard of PT Barnum!
I'll build a new museum,
I'll put it on wheels!
- Oh no, Taylor,
I wasn't thinking
about any two dozen states,
the Bridgeport
Clock Factory is--
- I'll bring a load
of red and gold
to the entire country!
I can start with a three month
swing around the
East, all I need
is some capital and a
headline attraction!
And because it was your idea!
- What?!
- Because it was your
idea, I'm gonna put
a top line on every ad:
Entire tour under the personal
supervision of Mr.
And Mrs. PT Barnum!
- Ooh!
- [Taylor] Chairy?
You are with me on
this, aren't you?
- Well Taylor, I am not sure
that I am 100% in accord.
- Then everything's all right!
We're quarreling again.
[laughing]
['I Like Your
Style' instrumental]
- I hope I'm not
interrupting, Mr. Barnum.
- You are, Mr. Stratton.
- But our appointment
was for two o'clock.
- I'm busy right now, sir.
- [Stratton] Then why
don't we forget it?
My wife and I have a few moral
qualms about your offer anyway.
- Monday morning at
nine, Mr. Stratton.
- Good day, Mr. Barnum.
- All right, damn it!
Chairy, I gotta see him.
He's got that
headline attraction
I told you about, now
you go on dancing.
I'll be back in two shakes.
["I Like Your Style"
flute instrumental]
- [Horace] And now a
deliciously droll divertism as
PT Barnum juggles three
slippery Strattons in the air!
- All right, Mr. Stratton,
now what's this
about moral qualms?
- Let me begin by
telling you that
my wife and I have the
highest regard for you.
- But to permit you to exploit
our son Charles' oddities for
such a small sum of money is an
offense to the
Christian conscience.
- Now the key word in that
speech isn't Christian.
It's small, as in sum of money.
Exactly what do
you mean when you
refer to oddities,
Mrs. Stratton?
- Any boy only 25
inches tall from
head to toe is a
freak of nature.
- Joice Heth is 160 years old.
Madam Josepe has
a 10 inch beard,
Anne Swan is eight
and a half feet tall.
That doesn't make them
freaks, Mrs. Stratton.
It makes them special.
What you call an
aberration of nature,
I call a gift from God to
lift them above the crowd.
Now since the young man is old
enough to make up his own mind,
why don't we ask him.
Well, Charlie, I
want you to come
with me and join my show.
But I'm not gonna fool you.
I mean 10s, thousands,
maybe millions
of people are gonna
come and see you.
Some to stare, maybe
even a few to laugh,
but most, most are
gonna cheer and
they're gonna tell
their children
and grandchildren
for generations
to come that they once saw the
smallest man in the world.
And we'll find a special name to
go with the miracle
of your size.
Course you mustn't forget
the other benefits,
there's gonna be senators,
presidents, bishops
all knocking at your door
wanting to talk to you.
Or you can stay safe and snug in
that chair for the
rest of your life.
Never moving from
one day to the next.
It's up to you, Charlie.
Now what do you say?
That's it!
That's the name!
Thumb!
Tom Thumb!
- [Horace] Ladies and gentlemen
of the great city
of Philadelphia!
For the first time anywhere,
the world's smallest
man, General Tom Thumb!
[drum rolling]
♪ I'm General Thumb,
just come to town
♪ A Yankee doodle dandy
♪ I've ate your scrap,
will wash it down
♪ With just a nip of brandy
♪ The Mayor made
me presence rare
♪ The ladies did salute me
♪ First rate I am,
they all declare
♪ And all my poses suit me
♪ My success should
open up your eyes
♪ Don't judge nothing
just by shape or size
♪ Bigger isn't better,
taller isn't braver
♪ Stronger isn't always wise
♪ Smaller isn't
necessarily the lesser
♪ Guts can come in any size
♪ Lady luck can favor
just a little shaver
♪ Over one who's six foot three
♪ Brains in any tussle,
mops the floor with muscle
♪ Bet your life I'm glad I'm me
- [Horace] Ladies and gentlemen,
General Tom Thumb's engagement
has been cancelled
this evening due to his
command performance
at Buckingham Palace!
[applause]
♪ Bigger isn't keener,
larger isn't bolder
♪ Higher might be low inside
♪ When you need to lean
upon a friendly shoulder
♪ Narrow's just as good as wide
♪ See the mighty lion
sitting there and crying
♪ Bitten by a tiny flea
♪ Mammoth was colossal,
what's he now, a fossil
♪ Bet your life I'm glad I'm me
♪ What strong and
bulk they lag along
♪ In brains and heart
♪ That handsome hunk might be
♪ A Lilliputian medley,
proven consequently
♪ Though he shows his shoulders
twice as big as boulders
♪ If the brain's a tiny pea
♪ When you're in a pickle,
he ain't worth a nickel
♪ Be your life I'm glad I'm
♪ Be your life I'm glad I'm me
[flute instrumental]
[applause]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
I proudly present,
together for the
first time anywhere,
my two star attractions!
General Tom Thumb
and direct from
the Royal Zoological
Society of London,
the king of all
pachyderms, Jumbo!
[applause]
[tuba solo]
♪ Giants look so awesome
♪ Folks are scared to cross 'em
♪ None the less I guarantee
♪ Small as Yankee Doodle,
if he's in the moodle
♪ Beat the whole caboodle
using just his noodle
♪ Bet your life
I'm glad I'm me ♪
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- Once again in the center ring,
PT Barnum versus the
female of the species!
- Stop your nonsense, Taylor.
Tom Thumb may be the
smallest man on Earth,
but you've managed to tell some
pretty tall tales about him.
- Oh woman!
- You know what this tour needs
is at least one
respectable attraction.
- Now don't start that again,
we're gonna miss
the Chicago train!
- Very well then,
the children are
with their suitcases
in the waiting room,
you collect them and I'll
meet you on the platform.
- Chairy, Chairy, collecting
children is what you do.
- Right now Mr. Barnum I
have other fish to fry.
The Women's
Emancipation Society!
- What, are they following
me around the country?
The liver and prunes club.
What is this?
- One of those feminist
get togethers, Mr. Barnum.
You can't go into
the street without
stumbling over 'em.
- I'm sorry?
- Goldschmidt,
Julius Goldschmidt.
We met in New York last autumn
when you saw my
tour with [mumbles].
- Of course, Mr. Goldschmidt.
So what do these
ladies want now?
- Power to the homemaker
or some such nonsense.
What the poor
creatures don't realize
is they got all the power in the
world if they'd
learn how to use it.
- I don't follow you, sir.
- Well what does a wife want the
vote for when she can
have her husband's?
- Oooh ho ho ho.
- I'll give you
an example of the
kind of woman I'm talking about.
A little lady I'm going over to
England next month to sign up,
Miss Jenny Lind.
- Lind?
- She just finished her second
command performance
for Queen Victoria.
- Lind, Lind, of course!
The India rubber
lady who can tie
a knot in her right arm!
- Jenny Lind is an opera
singer, Mr. Barnum.
And she ties men in knots.
♪ A cheek as fair
as falling snow
♪ Two eyes that
hold a special glow
♪ A sigh as soft as summer wind
♪ A trembling smile,
Miss Jenny Lind ♪
- New York train's almost here.
I must be on my way, Mr. Barnum.
- Mr. Goldschmidt.
- Taylor, just
wait until you read
what's in this pamphlet!
Votes for women,
rights of ownership,
even letting a
woman hold a man's
job if she's qualified.
- Chairy, you want a man's job?
How would you like to run the
rest of the tour by yourself?
- What would you be doing?
- Taking a boat ride,
now you're always
on about me getting a
respectable attraction,
well I just got wind of one.
A miss Jenny Lind.
- The opera singer?
[laughing]
- Right.
The only thing is I gotta get to
English right away to beat out
the competition,
now what do you say?
- Well it's not
the same as running
something solid like the
Bridgeport Clock Factory,
but it's a challenge
and I accept!
Well you'd better get
a move on, Taylor,
it's only four
minutes to train time
and you'd better
hurry if you wanna
board on the next
train to New York.
- Now wait a minute,
wait a minute!
Are you sure we're
doing the right thing?
I know we're not
satisfied with the
status quo, but at
least we're used to it.
- Very well then Taylor, we'll
leave it up to the Fates.
Tails we'll continue
the tour together,
heads you go to England.
Bon Voyage, Mr. Barnum.
- It's uncharted
territory, Mrs. Barnum.
- I'm equal to it,
Taylor, and so are you.
[trumpets blare]
- Well I wasn't too late.
I could've missed that train,
followed Chairy
West, but I didn't.
I made the train,
I made the boat,
and I made the deal with
Miss Lind's representatives.
But just who humbugged
who that time?
I have yet to find out.
Two questions remain unanswered.
How was PT Barnum gonna sell an
opera singer to the
American public?
And...
Who the hell was Jenny Lind?
[laughing]
Like that fella
Shakespeare said,
what's in a name anyhow?
It's titles the public
wants, so I shall call her
the Scintillating
Songbird from Scandinavia!
[laughing]
Well it's not that bad.
[laughing]
The Songbird who
Scintillates from Sweden!
I know that one's bad.
All right, I got it!
I got it!
The Singing Swede!
You like that?
I like that too.
Unfortunately,
Chairy had already
had the handbills
printed, so we were
stuck with calling her
The Swedish Nightingale!
[laughing]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
for the first
time on these blessed shores,
the world renowned
Swedish Nightingale.
Due to the extremely respectable
nature of this
attraction, Mr. Barnum's
promotional campaign
will refrain
from any sensational claims and
rely on the plain
unvarnished truth!
[upbeat carnival music]
[soft violin music]
- PT Barnum, Miss Lind,
welcoming you on behalf of over
1,233,00 American citizens to...
[laughing]
To New York City.
[laughing]
Did you have a nice crossing?
[speaking Swedish]
[laughing]
- Come again?
[laughing]
[speaking Swedish]
- She can't speak
a word of English.
Did you know she couldn't
speak a word of English?!
Miss Lind, Miss Lind, this here,
this here is the United
States of America!
Here we try and speak English!
[speaking Swedish]
We're in serious trouble!
Horace, prepare that stage.
Miss Lind, Miss
Lind, you have to
give a concert on this stage.
[speaking Swedish]
No, in English, Miss
Lind, in English!
- I no want to learn English.
- Well you have no choice!
- Choose?
- No, choice!
- Choose!
- Choice!
- Choice.
- Good.
[laughing]
- Gide.
- Good!
- Gide!
- Good!
- Good.
- That's good.
- No good!
- Good evening.
- Eveningk.
- Evening!
- Evening!
- Ladies!
- Lettuce!
- Not lettuce!
Lettuce you eat!
It's ladies!
- Ladies.
- And.
- Und.
- And!
- And!
- Gentlemen!
- Yentlamen.
- Gentlemen!
- Yentlamen.
- Yentlamen!
- Good!
- Just smile, Miss
Lind, just smile.
No American can resist the smile
of a beautiful woman.
No American man anyhow.
Right, now I am going out to the
front of the theater, I hope you
have a pleasant concert.
I hope I have a
pleasant concert.
Quiet!
That's the best they've
played all week.
[speaking Swedish]
In English, Miss
Lind, in English!
[trumpets blare]
[operatic singing]
- Good evening, ladies and...
Gentlemen.
[operatic singing]
[applause]
- Bravo!
Bravo, Miss Lind!
Wonderful, well played, sir!
- Ladies and
gentlemen, Miss Lind
thanks you for
your kind reception
of her programs and asks if she
might sing one last song.
A song she performed at her
first concert in
Sweden and dedicates
tonight to a new
American friend.
[gentle violin music]
[singing operatic Swedish]
♪ Love knows no rules,
love has no time
♪ Love laughs at
rhyme and reason
♪ Sweeping the
stage, mad or sublime
♪ Knowing no age or season
♪ Wise men and fools
playing love's game
♪ Bend to the same sweet treason
♪ Love's silver song,
swift as a flame
♪ Breaches the strongest wall
♪ Love knows no rules
♪ Love has no time
♪ Love makes such
fools of us all ♪
[applause]
- [Taylor] Beautiful, Miss
Lind, quite beautiful!
- Mr. Barnum, I am a confusion.
Many gentlemen ask go with me to
the reception tonight and I not
know which one to choose.
- Well my day lady, you pick
whoever takes your fancy.
- Very well.
I choose...
A scholastic person.
My English teacher.
- Well now my dear lady, I...
Am a confusion.
- Congratulations, Miss Lind.
Taylor, the carriage is waiting.
- I'll be right there, Chairy.
- It's not important.
The mayor of the city
also ask go with me.
- Well he's a fine gentleman.
- Taylor, please
hurry, I want to
freshen up at the hotel
before the reception.
- Of course.
- Ah well, perhaps another time.
- Chairy.
Chairy, I got me a problem.
The receipts have
gotta be counted again.
The darn bookkeeper messed up.
Why don't you take the carriage
and I'll see you later.
- Very well then, Taylor.
I'll see you when I see you.
It was a great success tonight.
I'm very proud of you.
Goodnight, my darling.
Goodnight, Miss Lind.
- Chairy!
Miss Lind!
Damn it, why shouldn't I
take another reception?!
Hell, it's just for a few hours!
All my life I spent selling the
green to everyone
else in the world,
isn't it time that I
got a look at it myself?
I'm a man, I got the
price of admission!
I wanna see what's going
on inside the tent!
♪ Staying home,
living day by day
♪ May be safe, but
it can't be duller
♪ Seeing things
only black and gray
♪ When the world
is alive with color
♪ Doing just as
your neighbors do
♪ May be wise, but
it ain't so clever
♪ Every man has a dream or two
♪ Let 'em go and
they're gone forever
♪ Out there somewhere
just out of sight
♪ There's a world that's
blazing with light
♪ Ain't each man
alive got the right
♪ To stray just a mite from
the straight and narrow
♪ Shoot through the night
like a flaming arrow
♪ Turning back should
the highway bend
♪ Turning down every
chance you're given
♪ Takes the risk out
of life, but friend
♪ How the hell can
you call that living
♪ Staying put in a pumpkin shell
♪ Is a bleak and
depressing habit
♪ There's a ring on the carousel
♪ And it's your if
you'll only grab it
♪ Out there somewhere
just down the line
♪ There's a world
of glory and shine
♪ One square foot
there's gotta be mine
♪ Once in his life
when a man decides
♪ Once when he stands
where the road divides
♪ Once on a hill as
the morning grows
♪ Once if he will can see those
♪ Fires glow, flags streaming
♪ Spires grow, towers gleaming
♪ In a land where
the dawn is clear
♪ In a sky where
the sun's forever
♪ On a plain where
it's spring all year
♪ And the dark of
the night comes never
♪ Somewhere out there
just out of sight
♪ There's a world that's
shining with light
♪ Ain't each man
alive got the right
- Come on, come on!
[drum roll]
Yeah!
[applause]
♪ Once in his life
to forget the past
- [Horace] In the main
ring, ladies and gentlemen,
the latest
international sensation,
the rarest, most beautiful
bird in captivity,
The Swedish Nightingale!
♪ Once in his life
to behold at last
- And Mr. Phineas Taylor Barnum
and their amazing ascension act!
With gorgeous
pyrotechnic display!
♪ With his own two eyes what
♪ Lies out there
[applause]
- Out of the main ring
and onto the fairgrounds!
A musical salute celebrating
Miss Jenny Lind's
50th concert in
the United States.
Featuring the good
citizens of Washington
and the American Marching band!
[whistle blows]
[tuba music]
[trumpet accompaniment]
- All right now!
Come on!
Hurry up, let's go, let's go!
♪ Come follow the
band wherever it's at
♪ Let both of your
feat time to the drum
♪ And let your heart
go rat-a-tat-tat
♪ A flag in your hand,
a plume in your hat
♪ Battalions of brass
pass and catch the light
♪ Is there a sight
that's sweeter than that
♪ See the pretty lady
toss that baton high
♪ Ain't she cute as a daisy
♪ Watch the fella with
the big base drum go by
♪ Ain't you glad that you stayed
♪ Hear the tuba play
that oom pah pah
♪ Oh my, ain't it
driving you crazy
♪ Don't you be so darn lazy
♪ Better hurry and
join that big parade
♪ Up outta your seat,
down off the stand
♪ Step out to the sweet,
beat the bugle plays
♪ A sound that you'll
remember all your days
♪ And when you see that
leader proudly raise his hand
♪ Just follow the band
♪ Hear the trumpet blast,
hear the cornet blare
♪ Hear the boom of the bass
and the rattle of the snare
♪ With the sweetest
burst of melody I know
♪ Goes the piccolo
♪ Hear the silver
tone of the xylophone
♪ Hear the glide and the
bellow of the slide trombone
♪ Then a burst of
crystal, listen to it peel
♪ It's the glockenspiel
♪ With the most majestic manner
♪ You'll remember all your life
♪ Comes mellophone,
comes saxophone
♪ Comes sousaphone, comes fife
♪ Then the brass sings
out, the woodwinds sigh
♪ The trumpets shout
and the drums reply
♪ With a crash and a bang
as the whole shebang goes by
[ragtime piano instrumental]
♪ See the pretty lady
toss that baton high
♪ Ain't she cute as a daisy
♪ Watch the fella with
the big base drum go by
♪ Ain't you glad that you stayed
♪ Hear the tuba play
that oom pah pah
♪ Oh my, ain't it
driving you crazy
♪ Don't you be so darn lazy
♪ Better hurry and
join that big parade
♪ Just follow the
band wherever it's at
♪ Let both of your feet
beat time to the drum
♪ And let your heart
go rat-a-tat-tat
♪ A flag in your hand,
a plume in your hat
♪ Battalions of brass
pass and catch the light
♪ Is there a sight
that's sweeter than that
- Ladies and gentlemen,
and esteemed members
of the American
Marching Band society,
president and Mrs.
Filmore respectfully
invite you to join
them on the lawns
of the White House this evening
where Miss Jenny Lind will give
her first concert in
our nation's capitol!
♪ Up outta your seat,
down off the stand
♪ Step out to the sweet,
beat the bugle plays
♪ A sound that you'll
remember all your days
♪ And when you see that
leader proudly raise his hand
♪ Just follow the band
[applause]
- Thank you.
- Sir, Mr. Barnum,
sir, it's nearly 6:15
and Miss Lind asked
me to remind you
that the reception's
at 7:00 sharp.
And she says since
President Filmore's
a stickler for punctuality--
- Damn it Wilton, don't I
get one evening off a week?
All six months of this tour has
been nothing but tea
with the President,
supper with the
Senator, reception with
the Chief Justice.
When do they find time
to run the country?
I tell you I'd give
the whole thing
up tomorrow just to
get away from them.
- Oh you don't mean
that, Mr. Barnum.
- Oh yes I do.
Mr. Goldschmidt's been after
me to buy Miss Lind's contract.
I have a damn good
mind to sell it to him.
I humbugged myself into thinking
I needed a respectable
attraction,
I humbugged myself into thinking
I needed some color in my life.
Now look at me.
It's a miserable state
of affairs if you ask me.
I should be being respectable
to someone I love.
Wilton, I want you to send
a wire to Mr. Goldschmidt
telling him I'll see him in
New York day after tomorrow.
And another to Mrs.
Barnum telling her
if that coin comes up
heads, I might just
be in Bridgeport
end of next week.
Well none of my
female of the species
humbugs ever seem to
pan out, but I'm too
old a dog not to try.
It's a disgrace if you ask me.
Complete and utter disgrace.
- Can hears you muttering.
- Me muttering?
I never mutter.
Height of impoliteness,
muttering.
- Then I'll just ignore it.
- If I got something
to utter, I utter it.
I never mutter.
I might sputter,
but I never mutter.
I used to mutter, I
used to have a mutter.
[laughing]
How many times do I tell ya,
keep your hands out my pants!
[laughing]
- I think I know
what this is about.
The way the French ambassador
smiled at me last night.
- Wrong, what do I care if some
weaselly looking
Frenchie smiles at you?
It's the way you smile at him.
One of those number two
special trembling ones.
- Phineas, I'm a
soprano and we flirt.
- No, the left foot
goes on the left foot
and the right foot
goes on the right foot.
[laughing]
- [mumbles].
Anyway, what's sauce for the
goose is sauce for the gander.
- What are you talking about?
- The letters.
- [Taylor] What letters?
- Long ones, very, to a lady
in Bridgeport, Connecticut.
Now if you were
willing to give up
these letters, I
might be willing
to give my trembling smiles.
[violin music]
- Jenny.
Jenny, I want you to know
I'll never forget you.
- It has been a
lovely six months.
[speaking Swedish]
I want for you what
you want for yourself.
- That's a very
kind wish, Jenny.
Now all I gotta do is figure out
exactly what it is I do want.
- Well at least we
know what it isn't.
♪ This game of love amuses
♪ Unless of course one loses
- When do you think
you'll be leaving?
- Well tonight's as
good a time as any.
Will you be all right?
- I think so.
I have a dinner engagement.
With the French ambassador.
♪ Wish men and fools
playing love's game
♪ Bend to the same sweet reason
- Have you seen the figures for
St. Louis, Mr. Goldschmidt?
Sold out two months
before she even hits town.
I tell you, sir, I'm selling you
a songbird that
lays golden eyes.
- I know that, Mr. Barnum.
In fact you might say that
I knew that before you did.
- Well that's why I'm making you
such a generous deal, sir.
Just one proviso.
If Miss Lind ever
plays Bridgeport,
you better not sell
me any tickets.
Done?
- Done.
♪ Love makes such fools of us
♪ All
- Why Charity Barnum,
what are you doing here?
- It came up heads.
And I still think
you're beautiful.
My way this time, Taylor.
- Your way.
[whistle blows]
- Out of the main tent,
away from the fairground,
without the benefit
of kelly green!
[gunshot]
Buttercup yellow!
[gunshot]
Or cherry red!
[gunshot]
The Bridgeport Grand
Opera and Pageant Society
presents PT Barnum as
he lives his life in...
♪ Black and white
♪ The future's rosy
living black and white
♪ Keep both feet on the ground
♪ Don't let those
daydreams spin you around
♪ See things the way they are
♪ You're gonna tumble
if you fly too far
♪ Stay low and hold on tight
♪ Living black and white
♪ May the 7th, 1851
♪ Day of days for
Bridgeport's favorite son
♪ Living whales he sent to Hades
♪ Likewise Swedish
singing ladies
♪ And the local
clockworks he will run
[cuckoo clock noises]
[laughing]
- What is this?!
Come on!
Oof!
Ow!
[rhythmic drumming]
[laughing]
[applause]
♪ He could run the
clockworks Barnum found
♪ In two months he'd
run it in the ground
♪ Purchased then 500 shovels
♪ Said men mustn't
live in huddles
♪ And a new utopia I will found
♪ Planned a very
modern model town
♪ Elevated roads
to stroll around
♪ Grew so high it
makes you groggy
♪ Built on land a trifle soggy
♪ So as it rose
up it started down
♪ Down, down, down
♪ Black and white
♪ He built a city that
was black and white
♪ The tower scrapped the sky
♪ The church was
seven stories high
♪ He tricked [mumbles]
- Hello, everybody!
♪ And only one of them
was slightly crass
♪ Alas his luck would run
♪ Toward the bottom rung
♪ His luck was [mumbles]
- What are you saying?
- Shhh!
- Shhh!
- Hey!
- Shhh!
- Shhh!
- No, it's not gonna stay there.
It's not gonna
stay there, Chairy!
♪ Bye bye black and white
♪ Oh yeah
- Hey!
[applause]
♪ Barnum City fell
down, what a fix
♪ Nothing but a pile
of broken bricks
♪ Not to worry, not to care sir
♪ With your talent for an answer
♪ What you oughta
be's in politics
♪ You could be an alder man
- No wait!
♪ No wait
♪ Congressman I mean US
- Not state!
♪ Not state
- Mayor!
♪ Oh that's easy pickings
- Senator, oh what the dickens!
♪ Why not hang a
presidential slate
♪ Black and white
♪ He's playing politics
in black and white
♪ Here's my stance on
women's right, I'm for 'em
♪ Slavery in any form's a nay
♪ Taxes have to be increased
♪ To get to those
who have the least
♪ Tobacco I would ban [mumbles]
- You hear what I'm saying?
Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you!
People, are you listening to me?
Chairy, I'm losing them!
Unless you let me
bring some color
into this campaign
they're gonna beat me.
You gotta release
me from my promise!
- Very well then, Taylor.
Go ahead!
[whistle blows]
[upbeat orchestral instrumental]
♪ Black and white
♪ He's had his fill of
living black and white
♪ So long, ta ta, goodnight
♪ Bye bye bye black and white
[applause]
[gentle piano music]
♪ Black and white
♪ He's had his fill of
living black and white
♪ So long, ta ta, goodnight
♪ Bye bye black and
♪ White
- Outside the tent.
After the show.
Behind the scenes.
Beneath the makeup.
- See way up there,
top of the hill?
- Oh Taylor, wait a minute.
- Chairy?
What's the matter,
you all right?
- Yes, I just need
to rest a moment.
- It's that damn
campaign, you're worn out.
Come, let's sit down here.
- On the steps of the
city hall, that's illegal!
- Well I'll make that
my first job as mayor.
That all elected
officials with beautiful
wives are allowed to
sit on the steps of
the city hall as long
as I'm in office.
[chuckling]
Take it easy now.
Is that better?
- Thank you very
much, Mayor Barnum.
- You're very very
welcome, Mrs. Barnum.
Isn't that an impressive place?
- It's the most
respectable looking
building I've ever seen.
And it belongs to you now.
- Aw Chairy, you
know sitting here
looking at that smiling face
reminds me of the
very first night
I met you in that thunderstorm.
I know you were
frightened, but I just
kept wishing there'd
be more lightning
so I could get another
look at your face.
- I shut my eyes every
time the lightning flashed,
so I never did
get a good look at
you until we were
standing at the alter,
and by then it was too late.
[laughing]
- What are you saying to me?
- Oh Taylor, folks are gonna
think we're foolish,
two old people
sitting on these
steps in the middle
of the night holding hands.
- Who says we're old?
I may have a few laugh lines.
One or two gray hairs.
But you don't a day older
than the day I met you.
- I thought you were
through with humbug.
- 22 or three at the most.
That is the least
humbugging thing
I've ever said in my life.
- Taylor, you're gonna
be wonderful at politics.
[laughing]
Course I don't expect you to be
mayor for more than one term,
I've already got my
eye on a senate seat.
Not the state senate either.
- You're talking
about Washington?
- Heads say you
can do it, Taylor.
- Oh come on now,
you don't tossing a
coin on whether you
run for the US Senate!
That takes pondering,
contemplating, considering!
And how come in 25 years
of tossing that coin
it never once came
up tails, may I ask?
- I guess fate is just
on my side, Taylor.
That and the fact
that this quarter
just happens to have two heads.
[laughing]
- What are you saying to me?
You stacked the deck
on me, Charity Barnum?
- I haven't been
watching you for
25 years for nothing, Taylor.
- All right!
All right, I'll
run for your damn
senate for you 'cause I love ya
and I'd do anything
in this world
to make you happy, but I am most
displeased, Mrs.
Barnum, most displeased.
Look at that, both sides.
Your own husband!
Why are you smiling?
- Everything's
gonna be all right.
We're quarreling again.
♪ The colors of my life
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are softer than a breeze
♪ Are bountiful and bold
♪ The purple glow of indigo
♪ The silver gray of eiderdown
♪ The gleam of green and gold
♪ The dappled green of trees
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The amber of a wheat field
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The hazel of a seed
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ The crystal of a raindrop
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
♪ Are all I'll ever need
♪ No quiet browns and grays
♪ Your reds are much too bold
♪ I'll takes my days instead
♪ In gold I find no worth
♪ And fill them
'till they overflow
♪ I'll fill my days
with sage and brown
♪ With rose and cherry red
♪ The colors of the earth
♪ And if from by my side
♪ My love should roam
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will shine a quiet light
♪ To lead him
♪ Home
- Chairy!
Chairy!
Chairy!
- On behalf of the
party, Mr. Barnum,
may I say how sorry we are.
- She was standing
beside me for so long.
And right when we're
on the threshold.
I don't want you
boys to worry none.
'Cause during this campaign I'm
gonna be stronger than ever.
We worked a long time
for this nomination.
It's an election I
don't plan on losing.
- Mr. Barnum, I'm
afraid there's been
a slight postponement
on your nomination.
- What?
- What Mr. Templeton
is trying to say
is that the party's
position has changed.
We're giving the nomination
to Alexander Whitaker.
- What are you talking about?
What are you talking about,
I've been barnstorming
this past six months
on the strength
of the promise of
this nomination.
- The decision is out of
our hands, Mr. Barnum,
but in four years you'll
be a prime candidate.
- I don't want the
nomination in four years,
I promised somebody I'd be
in Washington in January,
if I can't be there then, I
don't wanna be there at all!
Good day, gentlemen!
- But Mr. Barnum--
- [Taylor] Good day, gentlemen!
They took me,
Chairy, they took me!
Six months of making
speeches and they
take that nomination
away from me
with a lie worst than
any humbug I've pulled
on anyone in 35 years
of fooling people!
I thought I got it out
my life, but I haven't.
'Cause it looks like if I don't
humbug them, they're
gonna do worse to me.
And tell me, Chairy, is
humbugging so bad after all?
Look at...
Look at Abraham Lincoln!
Back in '61, he was
humbug with a vision
of a whole society of
free and equal people.
And that dream was strong
enough to win him a war!
Well not that I'm
comparing four headed frogs
and live mermaids with The
Gettysburg Address, but...
You gotta admit
that somewhere way
down deep there's
gotta be a connection.
[laughing]
How do you like that?
Two minutes up
here on a soapbox,
already I'm convinced I'm second
cousins with Abraham Lincoln.
Aw darn it, Chairy,
don't that prove it?!
At humbugging, I'm
the best there is!
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Balderdash
♪ Fiddle faddle, drivel, tosh
♪ Twiddle, twaddle,
blather, bosh
♪ Bilge and dodge
and double-dutch
♪ And flim-flam I am
♪ The king of hogwash
♪ Tommyrot
♪ Jibber-jabber, blabber, bluff
♪ Hocus-pocus, gabble, guff
♪ Scam and sham and just a touch
♪ Of white lie am I
♪ Duke of tripe and idle chat
♪ Earl of oil, Lord of blat
♪ Emperor of rigmarole
♪ That I am, bless my soul
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Poppycock
♪ Piffle waffle, panner junk
♪ Hokum, hooey, chatter, bunk
♪ Wild and guile and trumpery
♪ That's me
- Don't worry,
Chairy, I'm not gonna
go back into the
exhibition business.
What I was thinking was maybe I
go on a lecture
tour, tell the whole
country about the
noble art of humbug.
After all, it's
what I'm best at.
It's what God gave
me the gift for.
It's given me everything
I ever had, Chairy.
Even you.
♪ In a world of sting and shock
♪ This moment we spend
♪ Down a road of ridge and rot
♪ Toward Lord knows what end
♪ Through a night as dark
as space and cold as the sea
♪ Someone's got to make it right
♪ Shoot a rocket, shine a light
♪ Tell you who that
someone's gonna be
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Tongue-in-cheek
♪ Shilly, shally, pull the wool
♪ Blarney, bogus, cock and bull
♪ Hoax, prank, hanky-pank
♪ And some skulduggery
♪ I am
♪ And damn, I'll always be
♪ Yeah
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- [Horace] The main event!
The greatest
contest of them all.
PT Barnum, unarmed,
without a net,
and alone in a
fight to the finish
struggle with destiny!
- Bailey is the
name, Mr. Barnum,
and I'm here for my
3:30 appointment.
- Well Mr. Bailey,
I've given the
matter a great deal
of thought, sir.
I'm afraid the answer is no.
- But I sent you the plans and
the photographs last week.
Didn't you get a
chance to look at them?
- I saw the pictures, yes,
and your manajerie
looks very good.
But I've been out
of the exhibition
business for years now, sir.
I've been doing lecture tours.
Course if you wouldn't
mind a little advice.
- No, I would welcome it.
- Well you've gotta
hook your attractions
to the mood of the nation, sir.
Now it's 1880, right?
And with Grant in
the White House,
we're widening our horizons,
broadening our outlooks.
See your circus looks
good, but it's too small.
You need, well
what, 10 elephants!
20 clowns, acrobats,
bareback riders,
fat ladies, a whole
family of jugglers,
six up on the highwire!
- Impossible, you can't get all
those acts into one ring.
- Then you put two more
rings on either side!
You have a band of 40 pieces,
whole separate
tent for sideshows!
Not to mention
grandstands that you
can put up and take down
to seat 5,000 people!
You have a train with
two locomotives, 60 cars,
and enough canvas
that you can put the
entire Crystal Palace
inside and still
have room left
over to fly a kite!
- Crystal Palace?
Mr. Barnum, I hope I'm
not being humbugged.
- Mr. Bailey, whatever
gave you that idea?
[laughing]
- Well it does sound
good the way you tell it,
but I need your help.
- Sorry sir, my answer's no.
- But I need you, and
the circus needs you!
♪ When the pill
the doctor gave you
♪ Turns your cold to the grip
♪ When a stitch to save nine
others comes apart with a rip
♪ When the rats
invade your attic
♪ And start leaving you ship
♪ Follow my tip,
come away on a trip
♪ Join the circus like you
wanted to when you were a kid
♪ Climb aboard
before it moves on
♪ And you'll thank your
lucky stars you did
♪ Go to bed in
Minneapolis, wake up in PA
♪ Pack your roll, your
brush and your comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless your soul, you'll
never go home again
♪ When the circus comes your way
- Get that [mumbles] please.
- Mr. Barnum, sir--
- Why don't you try
the Sales Brothers
they're always looking
to help people.
♪ When you've patches
in your trousers
♪ And a hole in you purse
♪ When your nine
to five is boring
♪ And your five to nine's worse
♪ When you sneeze
instead of bless you
♪ You get jeers and a curse
♪ Don't call a hearse,
while you still got a cherce
♪ Just join the circus
like you wanted to
♪ When you were so high
♪ Pitch your
troubles under a tent
♪ And you're bound to
loose 'em by and by
♪ Say so long to
fair Schenectady,
greet sweet Santa Fe
♪ Toss your hat and
cane in a sack again
♪ Shoulder your pack and
then hitch up the shay
♪ Kiss the cat and
never look back again
♪ When the circus comes your way
- Mr. Bailey, I'm
too old for all this,
I'm going out West, I'm
retiring, the answer's still no!
♪ When the lady
you've been courting
♪ Weds your brother instead
♪ When his honor gives you
thirty days on water and bread
♪ When your bank accounts a
million, but its all in the red
♪ Don't loose your head,
pin this note to the bed
♪ I've joined the circus like
I wanted to when I was a kid
♪ Climbed aboard
before it moved on
♪ And you bet your
life I'm glad I did
♪ Went to bed in
Minneapolis, woke up in PA
♪ Packed my roll, my
brush and my comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless my soul, I'll
never go home again
♪ When the circus comes my way
♪ See that tent pole
slowly start to rise
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Just to say the
word electrifies
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Watch that tiger shaking
hands like a pup there
♪ That lady dancing on a
wire a million miles up there
♪ That string of painted
cars down Railroad Avenue
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Two pink paste boards
say you're going to
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Share the glad times
and the woe with us
♪ Pack your trunk and
join the show with us
♪ Roll from Maine
to Kokomo with us
♪ Mister Barnum say
you'll go with us
- All right, damn it, let's
leave it up to the Fates!
Heads is yes and tails is no!
[laughing]
Mr. Bailey, you got
yourself a partner!
[cheering]
- To the biggest
show in the country!
- To the greatest show on Earth!
♪ When the circus comes your way
[trumpet instrumental]
♪ One
♪ Two
♪ Three
[whistle blows]
♪ I've joined the circus like
I wanted to when I was a kid
♪ Climbed aboard
before it moved on
♪ And you bet your
life I'm glad I did
♪ Went to bed in
Minneapolis, woke up in PA
♪ Packed my roll, my
brush and my comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless my soul, I'll
never go home again
♪ From the day I
joined the circus
♪ Be proud to say
you joined the circus
♪ Step right this way
and join the circus
♪ Just stick a
banner in your heart
♪ And join the circus
like you wanted to
♪ Like you always wanted to
♪ Run away
[applause]
- Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Everybody!
♪ Join the circus like you
wanted to when you were a kid
♪ Climb aboard
before it moves on
♪ And you'll thank your
lucky stars you did ♪
- Ladies and gentlemen,
we present Madam
[mumbles] and her famous
Arabian prancing ponies!
In the ring to your
left, Lady Francesca
will swallow a flaming
torch while walking
through a wall of fire!
To my right, [mumbles] the
amazing human cannonball!
The king of the
jungle and the entire
[mumbles] raw African lions!
The most daring,
the most beautiful!
Sisters of the
highwire, the wondrous,
the lovely Lisa and Lily!
And in the center ring,
the main attraction,
the Barnum and Bailey
elephant parade!
[applause]
- [Horace] In the center ring,
a princely final attraction.
Mr. Phineas Taylor
Barnum himself!
[gentle saxophone music]
- Of course that
was a long time ago.
And Joice Heth is
gone and forgotten.
So is the American Museum.
The great white whale.
Dear Jenny Lind.
And my poor Tom Thumb.
George Washington's
just a memory.
And them pilgrim
fathers that came over
on The Mayflower,
they've all gone to dust.
And my kind of humbug
has disappeared.
Pity.
Pity.
♪ There was a sucker
♪ Born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand swept to the top
♪ Like dandelions, up they pop
♪ Their ears so
big, their eyes ♪
[orchestral music]
[applause]
[whistle blows]
[cheering]
["Join the Circus" instrumental]
- [Voiceover] [mumbles],
good evening, madam!
May I kiss your hand, madam?
- Have you a lovely
time this evening.
[mumbles]!
Hold it, hold it, who's
this one over here?!
Are you ready?
One, two, three!
Up up, there you go!
[rapid drumming]
[applause]
- Thank you.
Thank you!
Barnum's the name.
PT Barnum.
And I want to tell you
that tonight on this stage
I'm going to show you
every sight and wonder
that name stands for.
Including Jumbo, the largest
elephant in the world.
The amazing great white
whale from Labrador.
General Tom Thumb, only 25
inches from toe to crown.
Joyce Heth, oldest woman alive.
And the rarest and most
beautiful bird in captivity,
the Swedish nightingale.
Plus a cast of hundreds.
No, thousands, including
marching bands,
standing bands, tumbling
bands, flying bands,
bands of every size,
shape and description.
And here they are.
[grand music]
[applause]
Ah, no, no, no, no, no.
I know what you're thinking.
You don't see any
nightingales or flying bands,
or 25 inch men.
But like I told ya,
Barnum's the name
and humbug's my game.
Wait a minute, where you going?
- Home.
- Home?
- But I have a point
of view to expound,
defending the noble
art of humbug.
- Which I happen to be
in disagreement with
as it's no more than a
shoddy defense of flimflam.
So it doesn't behoove
me to stick around.
- Respect for the
speaker madam requires
that you listen while he
sets forth his convictions.
- And respect for my own
convictions requires me
to set forth, which I am doing.
- All right, then go, go.
Isolated dissent
can hardly deter me.
One small voice can
quiet easily be ignored.
- Good day Mr. Barnum.
- Of course it doesn't
help any if that one small
voice happens to
belong to his wife.
[laughing]
Charity Barnum, I'll have
a kiss before you leave.
- With pleasure, Mr. Barnum.
[applause]
You may not make much
sense, but you're beautiful.
[whistle blows]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
in the main ring
the fight to the finish
struggle of humbug versus truth.
Flimflam versus fact.
Mr. Phineas Taylor Barnum
versus his good wife Charity.
An American pageant
featuring stirring music,
thrilling spectacle,
hilarious clowns
and savage jungle beasts.
[applause]
But first presenting
Mr. Barnum himself
in an opening bit of
philosophical falderal!
Mr. Barnum!
- Well the fact is my wife is a
perfect example of
what I'm talking about.
You give her a
mess of hard facts,
she's happy as a clam.
Serve her up a little
fancy, she turns up
her nose like it was
yesterday's fish.
I'll bet she's not the
only one here tonight,
but whether you end
up thinking that
humbug is a blessing or a curse,
you're still gonna buy it.
Why?
Because every 60
seconds in this world
a delightful
phenomenon takes place
which absolutely guarantees it.
Right!
♪ There is a sucker
born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand sweeps to the top
♪ Like dandelions up they pop
♪ Their ears so big,
their eyes so wide
♪ And though I feed
'em bonafide baloney
♪ With no truth in it
♪ Why you can bet I'll find
some rube to buy my corn
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ And I'm referring to
the minute you was born
- Aha, sir!
♪ Each blessed hour
brings 60 of 'em
♪ Each time the wooden
cuckoo shows his face
♪ Another sucker takes his place
♪ And plunks his
quarter on the line
♪ To buy my brand
of genuine malarkey
♪ God bless and love 'em
♪ But don't feel sad or
hopping made or cause a scene
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ But man, you might've
been the minute in between
♪ If I allow that
right here in my hands
♪ The smallest living human man
♪ The sight of that
is surely worth a dime
♪ If I present an educated pooch
♪ Who's trained to
dance the hoochie cooch
♪ What better way to
waste a bit of time
♪ If I import at monumental cost
♪ A lady fair
whose head was lost
♪ While crossing railroad
tracks to pick some zinnias
♪ Who has no ears
or eyes or nose
♪ And wears pink tights
instead of clothes
♪ If that ain't worth a
buck my name ain't Phineas
♪ Aw you say that's hot
wash, well who cares
♪ You'll buy my hog wash long as
♪ There's a sucker
born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand sweeps to the top
♪ Like dandelions up they pop
♪ Ears so big,
their eyes so wide
♪ And though my tale
is bonafide baloney
♪ Just let me spin it
♪ There ain't no man who
can resist me wait and see
♪ 'Cause there's
a sure-as-shooting
sucker born a minute
♪ And friends the biggest
one excluding none
♪ Is me
- Yeah!
[applause]
- Here it is in Mr.
Webster's Dictionary Taylor.
Humbug, something designed
to deceive or mislead.
- See, that's what
comes in marrying
a schoolteacher, they
go right to the books.
Chairy, I'm talking
about the kind
of humbug them
pilgrim fathers sold
themselves when they set
sail on The Mayflower.
The belief in rosy
possibilities,
the dream, Chairy.
- Just one thing, Taylor.
This lady with no nose,
how does she smell?
- Awful.
[laughing]
- Mr. Webster also gives a nice
synonym for humbug, lies.
- Aw Chairy.
- But don't give up Taylor,
the evening's young.
You've still got some
rosy possibilities.
[whistle blows]
- Rosy possibilities.
- [Horace] In the far
ring, humble beginnings.
PT Barnum in his
first appearance
in the main tent
turns oil into gold
quicker than you can
say George Washington!
[upbeat trumpet music]
- I'm telling you, they came by
the thousands in
Philadelphia, Mr. Barnum.
- Uh huh.
- Now here's all the
papers you'll need.
Birth certificate, bill of sale,
and writs and testimony proving
beyond the shadow
of a doubt that on
June 15th, Joice Heth
will be 160 years old.
- Yeah, well she'd
better be, Mr. Lyman,
it's taken every last cent I've
got to buy this
contract, but from now
on P.T. Barnum
presents Joice Heth,
the oldest woman in the world!
- She'll make you a
fortune, Mr. Barnum!
Just remember, Philadelphia!
- All right, Joice,
we'd better get
to work if we're
gonna eat tonight.
All right, step right
up and see her, folks!
Joice Heth, the oldest
woman in the world!
There she is, lady!
Now 25 cents is
your place at the
front of the line here.
All right, come on
now, who's gonna be
the first customer of the day?
Lady, lady!
Hey, you're not as
young as you used to be?
This lady here, she'll make you
feel like a spring chicken
is what we do.
- How dare you?!
[laughing]
- You're flat,
Joice, you're flat.
[laughs] Sir, sir, all
alone, nowhere to go?
You're flat, woman, you're flat!
Up a bit, up a bit!
Oh sit down, sit down!
Sir, sir, you like older women?
[laughing]
Come on, this act
can't last forever.
We could be gone next week.
[loud thud]
Joice!
I don't understand
it, they came by
the thousands in Philadelphia.
- And walked by
by the thousands.
You've been had, Mr. Barnum.
- Oooh!
- Anyway, what's so
special about an old lady?
A young lady, now
well that's different.
If you'd a' had me up
here 140 years ago,
they would've come all right.
- What did you say?
- I said what's so
special about an old lady.
- No no no, you
said 140 years ago?
George Washington!
- Mr. Barnum, what
you looking at honey?
- I'm looking at
a nanny, a nanny a
long time ago,
she's got a little
baby boy bouncing on her knee.
George Washington!
- But I don't know no
people named Washington.
- George Washington, the
father of our country?
- But I never tended
George Washington--
- Joice!
That sidewalk looks a might hard
for us to sleep on
tonight, and I would
say there was the
strongest possibility
of rain, maybe even hail.
- What'd you say
that boy's name was?
- George Washington.
- Oh, you means little Georgie.
[laughing]
Why Mr. Barnum, I pretty
near raised that boy!
- All right Joice, let's do it!
Step right up and see her folks,
Joice, that's George's
Washington's nanny!
♪ When you see the
shape the world is in
♪ When the way it is
ain't what it's been
♪ When folks just care for gold
♪ Thank God I'm old
♪ When you take a
gander at the news
♪ When you hear the
language people use
♪ When no sweet songs are sung
♪ I don't wanna be young
- Liven it up, Joice!
♪ Daddy time he doesn't fret me
♪ Should he spy me,
that don't upset me
♪ Let him eye me,
come and get me
♪ That's fine by me,
age don't worry me
♪ When you see the
way folks misbehave
♪ When it's only good
times that they crave
♪ When kids are much too bold
♪ Thank God, I'm old
♪ When there ain't
no He-Men left alive
♪ When they tell you
three men out of five
♪ End up locked up or hung
♪ I don't wanna be young
- All right, dance Joice.
- But I can't dance,
I'm 160 years old.
- Rain, hail, maybe a blizzard!
- I'll dance.
- Let's do it.
Wind up slow now.
That's it, come back here.
Now sell it.
Sell it!
Sell it!
Start at the top of the
hill, I'll give you a push.
Here she goes.
Hang onto my arm.
Stand up straight!
Start with the left, that one.
[cheering]
That a girl, back!
I'm sorry!
- Let me tell you about the
day Georgie discovered America.
- That was Christopher Columbus!
- I tended him too.
- No you didn'!
One more!
Now we're going home!
Hang onto my arm.
There she goes, everyone!
♪ Gonna get me dressed
and powdered down
♪ Call myself a
hack and go to town
- All the way!
♪ See every shady street
♪ These feet once strolled
♪ Then I'm gonna slip
back on the shelf
♪ Have a little
nip and tell myself
♪ Though my back
buckles and bends
♪ My hair got silvery ends
♪ When I see all of my friends
♪ Laid out and cold
♪ Thank God, I'm old
[applause]
- That is great, Joice!
Great!
All right, back on the truck.
That's it, good girl.
That's it, you relax.
Take her two blocks down!
And give her some resuscitation!
All right, maybe I
mislead them a bit,
but most of those
folks went home
thinking that they
shook the hand
that held the rosy bottom of
the father of our country.
That is what is known
as a patriotic humbug,
and there's none finer.
Well now that Joice
was a success,
I started signing
up new attractions,
but of course I had to find
some place to put them.
- That's right, Mr. Barnum.
I'm selling you a
full partnership
in the American Museum,
but I'm warning you,
my rock bottom price is $15,000.
- And worth every penny
of it, Mr. Scudder.
The full amount will be paid out
of the first year's
profits, and should I
fall behind I will
forfeit all my
attractions to your good self.
- Very well, Mr.
Barnum, but I don't
wanna turn the museum
into no sideshow.
- I couldn't agree
with you more, sir.
That's why I intend rebuilding
the entire museum
and filling all
five floors with the most
educational
attractions imaginable
including three
galleries of art,
a lecture hall
sitting 2,000 people,
and in the rotunda, a glass tank
containing a living, breathing,
spouting great white
whale from Lavador.
Just to help you make
up your mind, sir,
may I present you
with one courtesy
ticket entitling
you and a friend
to free admissions upon payment
of half the normal price on any
Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday
between the hours
of 12 noon and 1PM.
Is that a deal, sir?
- [Charity] Taylor Barnum!
Did you or did you not invite me
all the way from Bridgeport to
have lunch with you
at one o'clock sharp?!
It is not past 2:15!
[whistle blows]
- In the center ring,
ladies and gentlemen,
PT Barnum faces that
most ferocious of all
jungle beasts, the
female of the species
who was being kept waiting over
one hour and 15 minutes!
Mr. Barnum will now face
this most dangerous creature.
[drum rolling]
[laughing]
And arm!
- Mr. Scudder, did I not ask you
to tell me when it
was one o'clock?
- One o'clock?
- Now please sir, no excuses,
run along, I'll see you at the
museum at 2:45 with the builders
and please be prompt.
Chairy, I don't know I ever took
him on as a partner,
he's so unreliable!
Now that is what is known
as a matrimonial humbug.
The only trouble is, with
my wife, it never works.
- Hogwash, Taylor, I believe you
forgot that appointment
all by yourself.
Now I have some
pamphlets to collect
at the Women's
Emancipation Society,
they have a lovely tea room,
I think we'll lunch there.
- Oh no no, I can't eat there!
McNalley's Saloon is
right around the corner.
- Nonsense, Taylor,
you don't need a drink,
you need some good
decent food inside you.
- Not liver and prunes, please!
- Very well then
Taylor, I suggest we
leave it up to the Fates.
Heads, the Women's
Emancipation Society,
tails McNalley's Saloon.
- All right!
I'll toss it if you don't mind.
- Go right ahead,
Taylor, I trust you 100%.
[laughing]
- Liver and prunes.
[orchestral music]
[applause]
- Hey!
[applause]
[applause]
- Hello, Mrs. Barnum.
- Our new pamphlet's all about
the Stanton Act, now thanks to
Elizabeth Katie
Stanton, the state of
New York now guarantees
a woman the right
to make all her own business
and legal decisions.
- What do you think
of that, Mr. Barnum?
- Oh I'm all for it 100%.
Long as she asks
her husband first.
[laughing]
Now could we have half a dozen
oysters here and two
large ales please.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Barnum,
liver's the special today.
Plus fresh boiled parsnips
and a kompot of prunes.
- Sounds delicious,
we'll have two.
- I shall be up for days.
[laughing]
- Now Taylor, you
can tell me about
this new partner of yours.
- Chairy, Amos Scudder and I are
gonna rebuild the
American Museum.
- With what, we haven't
$100 to our name.
- With brass and
a bit of humbug,
you'd be surprised too often is
just as good as silver or gold.
- Schemes again, Taylor,
schemes and dreams!
- But that's my nature, Chairy,
I told you I was a dreamer
the first night I met you.
- Taylor Barnum,
when a girl meets
a man in the middle of the worst
thunderstorm of the
summer with bolts
of lightning jumping
off every tree
and barn in sight,
a thunder so loud
it nearly scares you
out of your wits,
she don't pay much
mind when a man
happens to mention
he's a dreamer.
I'm not saying you
shouldn't have dreams,
Taylor, just let them be
sensible ones we can reach.
- But I want to excite
people, I want to
give them a glimpse
of the miracle!
- Miracle's a pretty fancy
word for humbug, Taylor.
- Oh that's not fair!
I may put a high
polish on the facts--
- I don't mind you
using the imagination
the good Lord gave
you, but with two
daughters to bring up you oughta
be using it for more
sensible things.
Now I happen to
know that they're
looking for a new partner at the
Bridgeport Clock
Factory, I could be
part of it, Taylor.
- No, Chairy, no,
I can't do that!
Tick, tock, tick from
10 to 6 every day?
With only an occasional
bong to break the monotony?
Of 10,000 cuckoos looking
out of 10,000 little holes?
Every man's got a
tympanum, Mrs. Barnum.
Mine is just not suited to
tick, tock, cuckoo, and bong!
- I'm sorry Taylor, I
shouldn't have brought it up.
- Of course you should,
Chairy, of course you should.
That's half a wife's
job, bringing up things
a husband doesn't wanna hear.
No, it's just that
the clockworks,
it isn't the right color for me.
Say the words,
Bridgeport Clockworks,
what do you see?
Grays and browns.
But you step inside
any sideshow,
you've got fire engine red,
kelly green, butter yellow!
It's like being inside
a giant pinwheel!
Oh and it's not for
my own selfish reasons
I need all them colors, Chairy.
Grrr, I wanna
splash them out for
everybody in the
whole world to see!
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are bountiful and bold
♪ The purple glow of indigo
♪ The gleam of green and gold
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
♪ No quiet browns and grays
♪ I'll take my days instead
♪ And fill them
'till they overflow
♪ With rose and cherry red
♪ And should this sunlit world
♪ Grow dark one day
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will leave a shining light
♪ To show the way
- That's well and
good, Mr. Barnum,
but your greens and reds aren't
gonna be must help if you don't
get those builders started.
- Chairy!
Chairy!
I'll be back in five minutes!
Well 15 at the most!
And a half hour at the outside!
Chairy, if I'm not back by six,
why don't you come
down to the museum,
you can't miss it, it's on the
corner of Anne
Street and Broadway,
it's got a big purple sign with
gold letters and
red trimming that
says Barnum's America Museum!
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
- I'm gonna do this,
just hang on there
[applause]
- It's your own
fault, Charity Barnum.
If you had asked a
few logical questions
before you married
him, you would've had
a healthy distance
between yourself
and a fellow who wants to give
the whole world a paint job.
Which I'm not so sure it needs.
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are softer than a breeze
♪ The silver gray of eiderdown
♪ The dappled green of trees
♪ The amber of a wheat field
♪ The hazel of a seed
♪ The crystal of a raindrop
♪ Are all I'll ever need
♪ Your reds are much too bold
♪ In gold I find no worth
♪ I'll fill my days
with sage and brown
♪ The colors of the earth
♪ And if from by my side
♪ My love should roam
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will shine a quiet light
♪ To lead him home
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- Come, children of all ages!
[mumbles], a caravan,
a cornucopia,
a cavalcade of cataclysmically
comical clowns!
- Go get in the other side
of the front of the entrance!
That's it, put those
down there in a pile.
[goofy carnival music]
That's a pile.
I know it's a bicycle!
Get those other bricks!
Come back here
with that bicycle!
Stop!
Get outta here!
Stop!
Oh Chairy, I've bitten
off more than I can chew.
- Nonsense.
- Have you forgotten we got an
opening Monday morning at nine?
- We'll be ready!
- You intend rebuilding an
entire museum in two days?
- I do, my treasure.
- But how?
- Slowly.
- Look at this mess!
♪ The Lord gave
each and everyone
♪ The spunk to do
what can't be done
♪ The brawn, the brain,
the courage and the heart
♪ The strength to
bend the strongest bar
♪ The will to reach
the farthest star
♪ It's just a case of
learning how to start
♪ To build a tower up so
high to a cloud you'll anchor
♪ Build it one tiny
brick at a time
♪ Bucks multiply
'till a bum's a banker
♪ Just begin with
a thin silver dime
♪ That empty field, it can yield
♪ Miles and miles of flowers
♪ You don't need no magic powers
♪ Just a seed and showers
♪ From the floor to the sky
♪ You can soar if you're
wise enough to climb
♪ One brick at a time
- Come on, you
guys, let's try it!
Bring me a [mumbles]!
♪ To build a ship
that's built to last
♪ You lay the keel
then raise the mast
♪ An ode begins with
just a simple rhyme
♪ An oak that roots
a mile beneath
♪ Becomes a stick
to pick your teeth
♪ Just sharpen up your
knife and take your time
♪ One stalwart chap with
a cup and a bunch of hours
♪ He can scoop all
the salt from the sea
♪ Buds open up turning
boughs to bowers
♪ All begun by
just one bumble bee
♪ To write with ease symphonies
♪ Or at least condati
♪ Filled with
trills and obbifatti
♪ Start with fa, so-la-ti
♪ Leave the rest in the dust
♪ Be the best, if you're
just content to climb
♪ One brick at a time
♪ Just take a brick and
place it on the ground
♪ To make it stick
pour mortar all around
♪ A cup of lime then
stir it 'till it's hard
♪ And up she'll climb by
inch, by foot, by yard
♪ A still, a door, a
ledge, a window pane
♪ Then drill some more,
raise up the weather vane
♪ A roof, the proof that
go in slow like this
♪ A splendid edifice can climb
♪ To build a tower so high
to a cloud you'll anchor
♪ Build it one tiny
brick at a time
♪ Bucks multiply
'till a bum's a banker
♪ Just begin with
a thin silver dime
♪ That empty field it can yield
♪ Miles and miles of flowers
♪ You don't need no magic powers
♪ Just a seed and showers
♪ From the floor to the sky
♪ You can sore if you're
wise enough to climb
♪ A splendid edifice can climb
♪ One brick at a
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ One brick at a time
♪ One single solitary brick
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ Oooooh
♪ One brick at a time
[applause]
- Everything about my
museum was spectacular.
Including the price.
$1.
Now that may seem a lot,
but it was worth it.
After all, look at
what I gave them.
♪ Quite a lotta,
Roman terra cotta
♪ Livin' lava from
the flanks of Etna
♪ Statuary, ride a dromedary
♪ See the temple tumble
and the Red Sea part
♪ McNamara's band, the
fattest lady in the land
♪ A pickled prehistoric hand
♪ A strand of Pocohontas' hair
♪ Crow and Sioux who're going to
♪ Be showing you
some rowing through
♪ A model of the
rapids on the Delaware
♪ Armadillas,
clever caterpillars
♪ Reproductions of
the Cyclops' retina
♪ Crystal blowing,
automatic sewing
♪ Venus on a shell
and other works of art
♪ Educated fleas, a
tribe of Abrogines
♪ Two ladies joined
across the knees
♪ A Mona Lisa made of ice
♪ Hottentots, we've gotten in
♪ Forgotten spots, a cotton gin
♪ A night with Lot in Sodom
♪ Better see that twice
♪ One iguana, snakes
and other fauna
♪ Got no bearded
lady, but we're get'na
♪ When you duck out, you
take another buck out
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ New show start
- Just a dollar folks!
That's it!
Thank you, sir thank you, sir,
thank you, ladies,
thank you Phillip,
thank you, lady, enjoy yourself!
- Mr. Barnum, Mr. Barnum,
5,000 admissions in one day!
- 5,000?!
- Only everybody's going
downstairs to see the whales.
- Right.
- And then they're
going upstairs to
see the injuns and
mermaid in [mumbles].
- Right right right right right.
- And then they're
going back downstairs
to start all over again.
- So?
- Nobody's going
out, Mr. Barnum!
There's a whole line
of people waiting
to get in, so what
are we gonna do?
- You put that sign I had
printed outside the back door.
To the egress!
- [Amos] To the egress?
- Don't panic, it's just
a fancy word for exit.
- But no one will
know what it means!
- Oh they will when
they get outside!
[laughing]
♪ Quite a lotta,
Roman terra cotta
♪ Living lava from
the flanks of Etna
♪ Statuary, ride a dromedary
♪ See the temple tumble
and the Red Sea part
♪ McNamara's band, the
fattest lady in the land
♪ A pickled prehistoric hand
♪ A strand of Pocahontas' hair
♪ Crow and Sioux who're
going to be showing you
♪ Some rowing through a model
♪ Of the rapids on the Delaware
♪ Armadillas,
clever caterpillars
♪ Reproductions of
the cyclops' retina
♪ Crystal blowing,
automatic sewing
♪ Venus on a shell
and other works of art
♪ Educated fleas, a
tribe of Aborigines
♪ Two ladies joined
across the knees
♪ A Mona Lisa made of ice
♪ Hottentots we've gotten in
♪ Forgotten spots, a cotton gin
♪ A night with Lot in Sodom
♪ Better see that twice
♪ One iguana, snakes
and other fauna
♪ Got no bearded
lady, but we're get'na
♪ When you duck out,
take another buck out
♪ Run run run run
run run run run
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ Run around the block and see a
♪ New show start
♪ Run around the block
and see a new show start ♪
[applause]
- Right, rake up those dollars!
Good good, see you
back here next week!
You again!
[mumbles]!
All right, don't turn
around 'till I tell you.
[whistle blows]
- [Horace] PT Barnum,
grand master of the highwire,
tries for a triple somersault!
[screaming]
And falls, which gets
him plenty burned up!
[trumpets blare]
- All right, now!
- Good Lord, they're real.
What's the man done?
- A foolish thing, Chairy,
married a hardheaded,
cold-eye, tough talking
Connecticut Yankee.
Whose kept my crazy world from
going up in smoke
these past 14 years.
Happy Anniversary.
- I might have been foolish
enough to marry you,
Taylor, but that doesn't
mean I can't count.
Our anniversary
isn't for six months.
- Not ours, the museum's!
Ooooh!
Have you forgotten
exactly one year ago
today we opened our
doors to the public?
So I want you to go put on your
best silks and satins,
woman, because tonight I'm
gonna take you, me,
and those pearls
to celebrate at the 5th Avenue
restaurant in New York City!
- Oh I'm sorry Mr. Barnum,
but I'm not going to any
5th Avenue restaurant.
The food's too rich,
the people too fancy,
and I don't even wanna
discuss the prices.
I'm staying right here!
- Marital humbug number two.
This one never fails.
[laughing]
Chairy Barnum,
I'm married to the
prettiest woman in the
state of Connecticut!
It's my God given
right to take her
out and show her
off if I want to.
Now either you go
and put on your
best dress at once
or certain very
costly anniversary
gifts are gonna
have to be returned!
[laughing]
Well it almost never fails.
Charity Barnum, what
am I gonna do with you?
- Put up with me, Taylor.
The same as I do with you.
♪ We're out of step
♪ We disagree
♪ What's right for
you is wrong for me
♪ Together we're
apart a country mile
♪ But I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ We're out of step
♪ We disagree
♪ What's right for
you is wrong for me
♪ When I proposed,
then you protest
♪ What's my delight,
you just detest
♪ Too sweet a fight
to ever reconcile
♪ Too sweet a fight
to ever reconcile
♪ But I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ No shouts or quarrels
♪ No blows or tears
♪ One simple fuss to
dissect and discuss
♪ For the next 100 years
- Sit down here!
Don't do that!
♪ Each blessed day
♪ Each blessed day
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ With no you won't
♪ And yes I will
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ Well I like your style
♪ Well I like your style
♪ I like your style
- Whoa!
- Hey, come and dance, woman!
["I Like Your
Style" instrumental]
[Irish jig music]
- No no no!
Left, right, left, right,
step step, slap slap!
Young man, get down
off that washing line!
How many times do I tell you?!
The childrens'
clothes have to go on!
Look at the color of that.
Don't you have any respect for
other people's property?!
[violin instrumental music]
Wow, you're gonna fly!
Ow, ow!
That's my best leg!
I may never dance again.
Not that one, the other one.
♪ Each blessed day
♪ Each blessed day
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ We sweetly fill
♪ With no you won't
♪ With no you won't
♪ And yes I will
♪ And yes I will
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ You wonder how we
made it down the aisle
♪ Well I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ I like your style
♪ Style
♪ Style
[applause]
- All right then, Taylor,
I'll change my dress.
But it isn't to show off these
pearls to your fancy
New York friends,
it's because I'm still in love
with you, you great fool!
And I want one of your damn
martial humbugs to succeed!
- Charity Barnum, I have
never humbugged you!
Why I'm surprised that you
even suggested such a thing!
- Mr. Barnum.
- Not now, Mr. Scudder, can't
you see I'm lying to my wife?
[laughing]
Mr. Scudder!
What on Earth brings
you all the way out here
from New York City this
time of night, sir?
Mr. Scudder?
Is something wrong, sir?
- A fire, Mr. Barnum.
At the museum.
- What?!
- It's no use.
There's nothing left.
I'm sorry, Mr. Barnum.
- Mr. Scudder, I hope
I'm being humbugged, sir.
- Alas, Mr. Barnum, you
never taught me how.
- Now Taylor, I
tell you right now
I don't intend
dancing any gallops,
I haven't had time to
change my petticoat
and it's the same
old [mumbles] one,
but since the only
dance you know
is the Waltz, I don't
anticipate any...
Problems.
- The evening's off, Chairy.
No use celebrating a
museum that's burned down.
Oh you were right.
It was nothing but a
darn sideshow anyhow.
- Taylor Barnum!
That museum was
absolutely splendid!
For what it was, I'll not listen
to anything to the contrary!
New York's not the only place
to making a living you know.
There are lots of other places.
There's a whole
country out there!
Why right here is the
Bridgeport Clock Factory!
- Darn it, Charity Barnum if you
haven't come up with a solution!
There is a whole
country out there!
Here I am piddling my life away
on the corner of Anne
Street and Broadway,
there've gotta be
what, two dozen states
never even heard of PT Barnum!
I'll build a new museum,
I'll put it on wheels!
- Oh no, Taylor,
I wasn't thinking
about any two dozen states,
the Bridgeport
Clock Factory is--
- I'll bring a load
of red and gold
to the entire country!
I can start with a three month
swing around the
East, all I need
is some capital and a
headline attraction!
And because it was your idea!
- What?!
- Because it was your
idea, I'm gonna put
a top line on every ad:
Entire tour under the personal
supervision of Mr.
And Mrs. PT Barnum!
- Ooh!
- [Taylor] Chairy?
You are with me on
this, aren't you?
- Well Taylor, I am not sure
that I am 100% in accord.
- Then everything's all right!
We're quarreling again.
[laughing]
['I Like Your
Style' instrumental]
- I hope I'm not
interrupting, Mr. Barnum.
- You are, Mr. Stratton.
- But our appointment
was for two o'clock.
- I'm busy right now, sir.
- [Stratton] Then why
don't we forget it?
My wife and I have a few moral
qualms about your offer anyway.
- Monday morning at
nine, Mr. Stratton.
- Good day, Mr. Barnum.
- All right, damn it!
Chairy, I gotta see him.
He's got that
headline attraction
I told you about, now
you go on dancing.
I'll be back in two shakes.
["I Like Your Style"
flute instrumental]
- [Horace] And now a
deliciously droll divertism as
PT Barnum juggles three
slippery Strattons in the air!
- All right, Mr. Stratton,
now what's this
about moral qualms?
- Let me begin by
telling you that
my wife and I have the
highest regard for you.
- But to permit you to exploit
our son Charles' oddities for
such a small sum of money is an
offense to the
Christian conscience.
- Now the key word in that
speech isn't Christian.
It's small, as in sum of money.
Exactly what do
you mean when you
refer to oddities,
Mrs. Stratton?
- Any boy only 25
inches tall from
head to toe is a
freak of nature.
- Joice Heth is 160 years old.
Madam Josepe has
a 10 inch beard,
Anne Swan is eight
and a half feet tall.
That doesn't make them
freaks, Mrs. Stratton.
It makes them special.
What you call an
aberration of nature,
I call a gift from God to
lift them above the crowd.
Now since the young man is old
enough to make up his own mind,
why don't we ask him.
Well, Charlie, I
want you to come
with me and join my show.
But I'm not gonna fool you.
I mean 10s, thousands,
maybe millions
of people are gonna
come and see you.
Some to stare, maybe
even a few to laugh,
but most, most are
gonna cheer and
they're gonna tell
their children
and grandchildren
for generations
to come that they once saw the
smallest man in the world.
And we'll find a special name to
go with the miracle
of your size.
Course you mustn't forget
the other benefits,
there's gonna be senators,
presidents, bishops
all knocking at your door
wanting to talk to you.
Or you can stay safe and snug in
that chair for the
rest of your life.
Never moving from
one day to the next.
It's up to you, Charlie.
Now what do you say?
That's it!
That's the name!
Thumb!
Tom Thumb!
- [Horace] Ladies and gentlemen
of the great city
of Philadelphia!
For the first time anywhere,
the world's smallest
man, General Tom Thumb!
[drum rolling]
♪ I'm General Thumb,
just come to town
♪ A Yankee doodle dandy
♪ I've ate your scrap,
will wash it down
♪ With just a nip of brandy
♪ The Mayor made
me presence rare
♪ The ladies did salute me
♪ First rate I am,
they all declare
♪ And all my poses suit me
♪ My success should
open up your eyes
♪ Don't judge nothing
just by shape or size
♪ Bigger isn't better,
taller isn't braver
♪ Stronger isn't always wise
♪ Smaller isn't
necessarily the lesser
♪ Guts can come in any size
♪ Lady luck can favor
just a little shaver
♪ Over one who's six foot three
♪ Brains in any tussle,
mops the floor with muscle
♪ Bet your life I'm glad I'm me
- [Horace] Ladies and gentlemen,
General Tom Thumb's engagement
has been cancelled
this evening due to his
command performance
at Buckingham Palace!
[applause]
♪ Bigger isn't keener,
larger isn't bolder
♪ Higher might be low inside
♪ When you need to lean
upon a friendly shoulder
♪ Narrow's just as good as wide
♪ See the mighty lion
sitting there and crying
♪ Bitten by a tiny flea
♪ Mammoth was colossal,
what's he now, a fossil
♪ Bet your life I'm glad I'm me
♪ What strong and
bulk they lag along
♪ In brains and heart
♪ That handsome hunk might be
♪ A Lilliputian medley,
proven consequently
♪ Though he shows his shoulders
twice as big as boulders
♪ If the brain's a tiny pea
♪ When you're in a pickle,
he ain't worth a nickel
♪ Be your life I'm glad I'm
♪ Be your life I'm glad I'm me
[flute instrumental]
[applause]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
I proudly present,
together for the
first time anywhere,
my two star attractions!
General Tom Thumb
and direct from
the Royal Zoological
Society of London,
the king of all
pachyderms, Jumbo!
[applause]
[tuba solo]
♪ Giants look so awesome
♪ Folks are scared to cross 'em
♪ None the less I guarantee
♪ Small as Yankee Doodle,
if he's in the moodle
♪ Beat the whole caboodle
using just his noodle
♪ Bet your life
I'm glad I'm me ♪
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- Once again in the center ring,
PT Barnum versus the
female of the species!
- Stop your nonsense, Taylor.
Tom Thumb may be the
smallest man on Earth,
but you've managed to tell some
pretty tall tales about him.
- Oh woman!
- You know what this tour needs
is at least one
respectable attraction.
- Now don't start that again,
we're gonna miss
the Chicago train!
- Very well then,
the children are
with their suitcases
in the waiting room,
you collect them and I'll
meet you on the platform.
- Chairy, Chairy, collecting
children is what you do.
- Right now Mr. Barnum I
have other fish to fry.
The Women's
Emancipation Society!
- What, are they following
me around the country?
The liver and prunes club.
What is this?
- One of those feminist
get togethers, Mr. Barnum.
You can't go into
the street without
stumbling over 'em.
- I'm sorry?
- Goldschmidt,
Julius Goldschmidt.
We met in New York last autumn
when you saw my
tour with [mumbles].
- Of course, Mr. Goldschmidt.
So what do these
ladies want now?
- Power to the homemaker
or some such nonsense.
What the poor
creatures don't realize
is they got all the power in the
world if they'd
learn how to use it.
- I don't follow you, sir.
- Well what does a wife want the
vote for when she can
have her husband's?
- Oooh ho ho ho.
- I'll give you
an example of the
kind of woman I'm talking about.
A little lady I'm going over to
England next month to sign up,
Miss Jenny Lind.
- Lind?
- She just finished her second
command performance
for Queen Victoria.
- Lind, Lind, of course!
The India rubber
lady who can tie
a knot in her right arm!
- Jenny Lind is an opera
singer, Mr. Barnum.
And she ties men in knots.
♪ A cheek as fair
as falling snow
♪ Two eyes that
hold a special glow
♪ A sigh as soft as summer wind
♪ A trembling smile,
Miss Jenny Lind ♪
- New York train's almost here.
I must be on my way, Mr. Barnum.
- Mr. Goldschmidt.
- Taylor, just
wait until you read
what's in this pamphlet!
Votes for women,
rights of ownership,
even letting a
woman hold a man's
job if she's qualified.
- Chairy, you want a man's job?
How would you like to run the
rest of the tour by yourself?
- What would you be doing?
- Taking a boat ride,
now you're always
on about me getting a
respectable attraction,
well I just got wind of one.
A miss Jenny Lind.
- The opera singer?
[laughing]
- Right.
The only thing is I gotta get to
English right away to beat out
the competition,
now what do you say?
- Well it's not
the same as running
something solid like the
Bridgeport Clock Factory,
but it's a challenge
and I accept!
Well you'd better get
a move on, Taylor,
it's only four
minutes to train time
and you'd better
hurry if you wanna
board on the next
train to New York.
- Now wait a minute,
wait a minute!
Are you sure we're
doing the right thing?
I know we're not
satisfied with the
status quo, but at
least we're used to it.
- Very well then Taylor, we'll
leave it up to the Fates.
Tails we'll continue
the tour together,
heads you go to England.
Bon Voyage, Mr. Barnum.
- It's uncharted
territory, Mrs. Barnum.
- I'm equal to it,
Taylor, and so are you.
[trumpets blare]
- Well I wasn't too late.
I could've missed that train,
followed Chairy
West, but I didn't.
I made the train,
I made the boat,
and I made the deal with
Miss Lind's representatives.
But just who humbugged
who that time?
I have yet to find out.
Two questions remain unanswered.
How was PT Barnum gonna sell an
opera singer to the
American public?
And...
Who the hell was Jenny Lind?
[laughing]
Like that fella
Shakespeare said,
what's in a name anyhow?
It's titles the public
wants, so I shall call her
the Scintillating
Songbird from Scandinavia!
[laughing]
Well it's not that bad.
[laughing]
The Songbird who
Scintillates from Sweden!
I know that one's bad.
All right, I got it!
I got it!
The Singing Swede!
You like that?
I like that too.
Unfortunately,
Chairy had already
had the handbills
printed, so we were
stuck with calling her
The Swedish Nightingale!
[laughing]
- Ladies and gentlemen,
for the first
time on these blessed shores,
the world renowned
Swedish Nightingale.
Due to the extremely respectable
nature of this
attraction, Mr. Barnum's
promotional campaign
will refrain
from any sensational claims and
rely on the plain
unvarnished truth!
[upbeat carnival music]
[soft violin music]
- PT Barnum, Miss Lind,
welcoming you on behalf of over
1,233,00 American citizens to...
[laughing]
To New York City.
[laughing]
Did you have a nice crossing?
[speaking Swedish]
[laughing]
- Come again?
[laughing]
[speaking Swedish]
- She can't speak
a word of English.
Did you know she couldn't
speak a word of English?!
Miss Lind, Miss Lind, this here,
this here is the United
States of America!
Here we try and speak English!
[speaking Swedish]
We're in serious trouble!
Horace, prepare that stage.
Miss Lind, Miss
Lind, you have to
give a concert on this stage.
[speaking Swedish]
No, in English, Miss
Lind, in English!
- I no want to learn English.
- Well you have no choice!
- Choose?
- No, choice!
- Choose!
- Choice!
- Choice.
- Good.
[laughing]
- Gide.
- Good!
- Gide!
- Good!
- Good.
- That's good.
- No good!
- Good evening.
- Eveningk.
- Evening!
- Evening!
- Ladies!
- Lettuce!
- Not lettuce!
Lettuce you eat!
It's ladies!
- Ladies.
- And.
- Und.
- And!
- And!
- Gentlemen!
- Yentlamen.
- Gentlemen!
- Yentlamen.
- Yentlamen!
- Good!
- Just smile, Miss
Lind, just smile.
No American can resist the smile
of a beautiful woman.
No American man anyhow.
Right, now I am going out to the
front of the theater, I hope you
have a pleasant concert.
I hope I have a
pleasant concert.
Quiet!
That's the best they've
played all week.
[speaking Swedish]
In English, Miss
Lind, in English!
[trumpets blare]
[operatic singing]
- Good evening, ladies and...
Gentlemen.
[operatic singing]
[applause]
- Bravo!
Bravo, Miss Lind!
Wonderful, well played, sir!
- Ladies and
gentlemen, Miss Lind
thanks you for
your kind reception
of her programs and asks if she
might sing one last song.
A song she performed at her
first concert in
Sweden and dedicates
tonight to a new
American friend.
[gentle violin music]
[singing operatic Swedish]
♪ Love knows no rules,
love has no time
♪ Love laughs at
rhyme and reason
♪ Sweeping the
stage, mad or sublime
♪ Knowing no age or season
♪ Wise men and fools
playing love's game
♪ Bend to the same sweet treason
♪ Love's silver song,
swift as a flame
♪ Breaches the strongest wall
♪ Love knows no rules
♪ Love has no time
♪ Love makes such
fools of us all ♪
[applause]
- [Taylor] Beautiful, Miss
Lind, quite beautiful!
- Mr. Barnum, I am a confusion.
Many gentlemen ask go with me to
the reception tonight and I not
know which one to choose.
- Well my day lady, you pick
whoever takes your fancy.
- Very well.
I choose...
A scholastic person.
My English teacher.
- Well now my dear lady, I...
Am a confusion.
- Congratulations, Miss Lind.
Taylor, the carriage is waiting.
- I'll be right there, Chairy.
- It's not important.
The mayor of the city
also ask go with me.
- Well he's a fine gentleman.
- Taylor, please
hurry, I want to
freshen up at the hotel
before the reception.
- Of course.
- Ah well, perhaps another time.
- Chairy.
Chairy, I got me a problem.
The receipts have
gotta be counted again.
The darn bookkeeper messed up.
Why don't you take the carriage
and I'll see you later.
- Very well then, Taylor.
I'll see you when I see you.
It was a great success tonight.
I'm very proud of you.
Goodnight, my darling.
Goodnight, Miss Lind.
- Chairy!
Miss Lind!
Damn it, why shouldn't I
take another reception?!
Hell, it's just for a few hours!
All my life I spent selling the
green to everyone
else in the world,
isn't it time that I
got a look at it myself?
I'm a man, I got the
price of admission!
I wanna see what's going
on inside the tent!
♪ Staying home,
living day by day
♪ May be safe, but
it can't be duller
♪ Seeing things
only black and gray
♪ When the world
is alive with color
♪ Doing just as
your neighbors do
♪ May be wise, but
it ain't so clever
♪ Every man has a dream or two
♪ Let 'em go and
they're gone forever
♪ Out there somewhere
just out of sight
♪ There's a world that's
blazing with light
♪ Ain't each man
alive got the right
♪ To stray just a mite from
the straight and narrow
♪ Shoot through the night
like a flaming arrow
♪ Turning back should
the highway bend
♪ Turning down every
chance you're given
♪ Takes the risk out
of life, but friend
♪ How the hell can
you call that living
♪ Staying put in a pumpkin shell
♪ Is a bleak and
depressing habit
♪ There's a ring on the carousel
♪ And it's your if
you'll only grab it
♪ Out there somewhere
just down the line
♪ There's a world
of glory and shine
♪ One square foot
there's gotta be mine
♪ Once in his life
when a man decides
♪ Once when he stands
where the road divides
♪ Once on a hill as
the morning grows
♪ Once if he will can see those
♪ Fires glow, flags streaming
♪ Spires grow, towers gleaming
♪ In a land where
the dawn is clear
♪ In a sky where
the sun's forever
♪ On a plain where
it's spring all year
♪ And the dark of
the night comes never
♪ Somewhere out there
just out of sight
♪ There's a world that's
shining with light
♪ Ain't each man
alive got the right
- Come on, come on!
[drum roll]
Yeah!
[applause]
♪ Once in his life
to forget the past
- [Horace] In the main
ring, ladies and gentlemen,
the latest
international sensation,
the rarest, most beautiful
bird in captivity,
The Swedish Nightingale!
♪ Once in his life
to behold at last
- And Mr. Phineas Taylor Barnum
and their amazing ascension act!
With gorgeous
pyrotechnic display!
♪ With his own two eyes what
♪ Lies out there
[applause]
- Out of the main ring
and onto the fairgrounds!
A musical salute celebrating
Miss Jenny Lind's
50th concert in
the United States.
Featuring the good
citizens of Washington
and the American Marching band!
[whistle blows]
[tuba music]
[trumpet accompaniment]
- All right now!
Come on!
Hurry up, let's go, let's go!
♪ Come follow the
band wherever it's at
♪ Let both of your
feat time to the drum
♪ And let your heart
go rat-a-tat-tat
♪ A flag in your hand,
a plume in your hat
♪ Battalions of brass
pass and catch the light
♪ Is there a sight
that's sweeter than that
♪ See the pretty lady
toss that baton high
♪ Ain't she cute as a daisy
♪ Watch the fella with
the big base drum go by
♪ Ain't you glad that you stayed
♪ Hear the tuba play
that oom pah pah
♪ Oh my, ain't it
driving you crazy
♪ Don't you be so darn lazy
♪ Better hurry and
join that big parade
♪ Up outta your seat,
down off the stand
♪ Step out to the sweet,
beat the bugle plays
♪ A sound that you'll
remember all your days
♪ And when you see that
leader proudly raise his hand
♪ Just follow the band
♪ Hear the trumpet blast,
hear the cornet blare
♪ Hear the boom of the bass
and the rattle of the snare
♪ With the sweetest
burst of melody I know
♪ Goes the piccolo
♪ Hear the silver
tone of the xylophone
♪ Hear the glide and the
bellow of the slide trombone
♪ Then a burst of
crystal, listen to it peel
♪ It's the glockenspiel
♪ With the most majestic manner
♪ You'll remember all your life
♪ Comes mellophone,
comes saxophone
♪ Comes sousaphone, comes fife
♪ Then the brass sings
out, the woodwinds sigh
♪ The trumpets shout
and the drums reply
♪ With a crash and a bang
as the whole shebang goes by
[ragtime piano instrumental]
♪ See the pretty lady
toss that baton high
♪ Ain't she cute as a daisy
♪ Watch the fella with
the big base drum go by
♪ Ain't you glad that you stayed
♪ Hear the tuba play
that oom pah pah
♪ Oh my, ain't it
driving you crazy
♪ Don't you be so darn lazy
♪ Better hurry and
join that big parade
♪ Just follow the
band wherever it's at
♪ Let both of your feet
beat time to the drum
♪ And let your heart
go rat-a-tat-tat
♪ A flag in your hand,
a plume in your hat
♪ Battalions of brass
pass and catch the light
♪ Is there a sight
that's sweeter than that
- Ladies and gentlemen,
and esteemed members
of the American
Marching Band society,
president and Mrs.
Filmore respectfully
invite you to join
them on the lawns
of the White House this evening
where Miss Jenny Lind will give
her first concert in
our nation's capitol!
♪ Up outta your seat,
down off the stand
♪ Step out to the sweet,
beat the bugle plays
♪ A sound that you'll
remember all your days
♪ And when you see that
leader proudly raise his hand
♪ Just follow the band
[applause]
- Thank you.
- Sir, Mr. Barnum,
sir, it's nearly 6:15
and Miss Lind asked
me to remind you
that the reception's
at 7:00 sharp.
And she says since
President Filmore's
a stickler for punctuality--
- Damn it Wilton, don't I
get one evening off a week?
All six months of this tour has
been nothing but tea
with the President,
supper with the
Senator, reception with
the Chief Justice.
When do they find time
to run the country?
I tell you I'd give
the whole thing
up tomorrow just to
get away from them.
- Oh you don't mean
that, Mr. Barnum.
- Oh yes I do.
Mr. Goldschmidt's been after
me to buy Miss Lind's contract.
I have a damn good
mind to sell it to him.
I humbugged myself into thinking
I needed a respectable
attraction,
I humbugged myself into thinking
I needed some color in my life.
Now look at me.
It's a miserable state
of affairs if you ask me.
I should be being respectable
to someone I love.
Wilton, I want you to send
a wire to Mr. Goldschmidt
telling him I'll see him in
New York day after tomorrow.
And another to Mrs.
Barnum telling her
if that coin comes up
heads, I might just
be in Bridgeport
end of next week.
Well none of my
female of the species
humbugs ever seem to
pan out, but I'm too
old a dog not to try.
It's a disgrace if you ask me.
Complete and utter disgrace.
- Can hears you muttering.
- Me muttering?
I never mutter.
Height of impoliteness,
muttering.
- Then I'll just ignore it.
- If I got something
to utter, I utter it.
I never mutter.
I might sputter,
but I never mutter.
I used to mutter, I
used to have a mutter.
[laughing]
How many times do I tell ya,
keep your hands out my pants!
[laughing]
- I think I know
what this is about.
The way the French ambassador
smiled at me last night.
- Wrong, what do I care if some
weaselly looking
Frenchie smiles at you?
It's the way you smile at him.
One of those number two
special trembling ones.
- Phineas, I'm a
soprano and we flirt.
- No, the left foot
goes on the left foot
and the right foot
goes on the right foot.
[laughing]
- [mumbles].
Anyway, what's sauce for the
goose is sauce for the gander.
- What are you talking about?
- The letters.
- [Taylor] What letters?
- Long ones, very, to a lady
in Bridgeport, Connecticut.
Now if you were
willing to give up
these letters, I
might be willing
to give my trembling smiles.
[violin music]
- Jenny.
Jenny, I want you to know
I'll never forget you.
- It has been a
lovely six months.
[speaking Swedish]
I want for you what
you want for yourself.
- That's a very
kind wish, Jenny.
Now all I gotta do is figure out
exactly what it is I do want.
- Well at least we
know what it isn't.
♪ This game of love amuses
♪ Unless of course one loses
- When do you think
you'll be leaving?
- Well tonight's as
good a time as any.
Will you be all right?
- I think so.
I have a dinner engagement.
With the French ambassador.
♪ Wish men and fools
playing love's game
♪ Bend to the same sweet reason
- Have you seen the figures for
St. Louis, Mr. Goldschmidt?
Sold out two months
before she even hits town.
I tell you, sir, I'm selling you
a songbird that
lays golden eyes.
- I know that, Mr. Barnum.
In fact you might say that
I knew that before you did.
- Well that's why I'm making you
such a generous deal, sir.
Just one proviso.
If Miss Lind ever
plays Bridgeport,
you better not sell
me any tickets.
Done?
- Done.
♪ Love makes such fools of us
♪ All
- Why Charity Barnum,
what are you doing here?
- It came up heads.
And I still think
you're beautiful.
My way this time, Taylor.
- Your way.
[whistle blows]
- Out of the main tent,
away from the fairground,
without the benefit
of kelly green!
[gunshot]
Buttercup yellow!
[gunshot]
Or cherry red!
[gunshot]
The Bridgeport Grand
Opera and Pageant Society
presents PT Barnum as
he lives his life in...
♪ Black and white
♪ The future's rosy
living black and white
♪ Keep both feet on the ground
♪ Don't let those
daydreams spin you around
♪ See things the way they are
♪ You're gonna tumble
if you fly too far
♪ Stay low and hold on tight
♪ Living black and white
♪ May the 7th, 1851
♪ Day of days for
Bridgeport's favorite son
♪ Living whales he sent to Hades
♪ Likewise Swedish
singing ladies
♪ And the local
clockworks he will run
[cuckoo clock noises]
[laughing]
- What is this?!
Come on!
Oof!
Ow!
[rhythmic drumming]
[laughing]
[applause]
♪ He could run the
clockworks Barnum found
♪ In two months he'd
run it in the ground
♪ Purchased then 500 shovels
♪ Said men mustn't
live in huddles
♪ And a new utopia I will found
♪ Planned a very
modern model town
♪ Elevated roads
to stroll around
♪ Grew so high it
makes you groggy
♪ Built on land a trifle soggy
♪ So as it rose
up it started down
♪ Down, down, down
♪ Black and white
♪ He built a city that
was black and white
♪ The tower scrapped the sky
♪ The church was
seven stories high
♪ He tricked [mumbles]
- Hello, everybody!
♪ And only one of them
was slightly crass
♪ Alas his luck would run
♪ Toward the bottom rung
♪ His luck was [mumbles]
- What are you saying?
- Shhh!
- Shhh!
- Hey!
- Shhh!
- Shhh!
- No, it's not gonna stay there.
It's not gonna
stay there, Chairy!
♪ Bye bye black and white
♪ Oh yeah
- Hey!
[applause]
♪ Barnum City fell
down, what a fix
♪ Nothing but a pile
of broken bricks
♪ Not to worry, not to care sir
♪ With your talent for an answer
♪ What you oughta
be's in politics
♪ You could be an alder man
- No wait!
♪ No wait
♪ Congressman I mean US
- Not state!
♪ Not state
- Mayor!
♪ Oh that's easy pickings
- Senator, oh what the dickens!
♪ Why not hang a
presidential slate
♪ Black and white
♪ He's playing politics
in black and white
♪ Here's my stance on
women's right, I'm for 'em
♪ Slavery in any form's a nay
♪ Taxes have to be increased
♪ To get to those
who have the least
♪ Tobacco I would ban [mumbles]
- You hear what I'm saying?
Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you!
People, are you listening to me?
Chairy, I'm losing them!
Unless you let me
bring some color
into this campaign
they're gonna beat me.
You gotta release
me from my promise!
- Very well then, Taylor.
Go ahead!
[whistle blows]
[upbeat orchestral instrumental]
♪ Black and white
♪ He's had his fill of
living black and white
♪ So long, ta ta, goodnight
♪ Bye bye bye black and white
[applause]
[gentle piano music]
♪ Black and white
♪ He's had his fill of
living black and white
♪ So long, ta ta, goodnight
♪ Bye bye black and
♪ White
- Outside the tent.
After the show.
Behind the scenes.
Beneath the makeup.
- See way up there,
top of the hill?
- Oh Taylor, wait a minute.
- Chairy?
What's the matter,
you all right?
- Yes, I just need
to rest a moment.
- It's that damn
campaign, you're worn out.
Come, let's sit down here.
- On the steps of the
city hall, that's illegal!
- Well I'll make that
my first job as mayor.
That all elected
officials with beautiful
wives are allowed to
sit on the steps of
the city hall as long
as I'm in office.
[chuckling]
Take it easy now.
Is that better?
- Thank you very
much, Mayor Barnum.
- You're very very
welcome, Mrs. Barnum.
Isn't that an impressive place?
- It's the most
respectable looking
building I've ever seen.
And it belongs to you now.
- Aw Chairy, you
know sitting here
looking at that smiling face
reminds me of the
very first night
I met you in that thunderstorm.
I know you were
frightened, but I just
kept wishing there'd
be more lightning
so I could get another
look at your face.
- I shut my eyes every
time the lightning flashed,
so I never did
get a good look at
you until we were
standing at the alter,
and by then it was too late.
[laughing]
- What are you saying to me?
- Oh Taylor, folks are gonna
think we're foolish,
two old people
sitting on these
steps in the middle
of the night holding hands.
- Who says we're old?
I may have a few laugh lines.
One or two gray hairs.
But you don't a day older
than the day I met you.
- I thought you were
through with humbug.
- 22 or three at the most.
That is the least
humbugging thing
I've ever said in my life.
- Taylor, you're gonna
be wonderful at politics.
[laughing]
Course I don't expect you to be
mayor for more than one term,
I've already got my
eye on a senate seat.
Not the state senate either.
- You're talking
about Washington?
- Heads say you
can do it, Taylor.
- Oh come on now,
you don't tossing a
coin on whether you
run for the US Senate!
That takes pondering,
contemplating, considering!
And how come in 25 years
of tossing that coin
it never once came
up tails, may I ask?
- I guess fate is just
on my side, Taylor.
That and the fact
that this quarter
just happens to have two heads.
[laughing]
- What are you saying to me?
You stacked the deck
on me, Charity Barnum?
- I haven't been
watching you for
25 years for nothing, Taylor.
- All right!
All right, I'll
run for your damn
senate for you 'cause I love ya
and I'd do anything
in this world
to make you happy, but I am most
displeased, Mrs.
Barnum, most displeased.
Look at that, both sides.
Your own husband!
Why are you smiling?
- Everything's
gonna be all right.
We're quarreling again.
♪ The colors of my life
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Are softer than a breeze
♪ Are bountiful and bold
♪ The purple glow of indigo
♪ The silver gray of eiderdown
♪ The gleam of green and gold
♪ The dappled green of trees
♪ The splendor of a sunrise
♪ The amber of a wheat field
♪ The dazzle of a flame
♪ The hazel of a seed
♪ The glory of a rainbow
♪ The crystal of a raindrop
♪ I'd put 'em all to shame
♪ Are all I'll ever need
♪ No quiet browns and grays
♪ Your reds are much too bold
♪ I'll takes my days instead
♪ In gold I find no worth
♪ And fill them
'till they overflow
♪ I'll fill my days
with sage and brown
♪ With rose and cherry red
♪ The colors of the earth
♪ And if from by my side
♪ My love should roam
♪ The colors of my life
♪ Will shine a quiet light
♪ To lead him
♪ Home
- Chairy!
Chairy!
Chairy!
- On behalf of the
party, Mr. Barnum,
may I say how sorry we are.
- She was standing
beside me for so long.
And right when we're
on the threshold.
I don't want you
boys to worry none.
'Cause during this campaign I'm
gonna be stronger than ever.
We worked a long time
for this nomination.
It's an election I
don't plan on losing.
- Mr. Barnum, I'm
afraid there's been
a slight postponement
on your nomination.
- What?
- What Mr. Templeton
is trying to say
is that the party's
position has changed.
We're giving the nomination
to Alexander Whitaker.
- What are you talking about?
What are you talking about,
I've been barnstorming
this past six months
on the strength
of the promise of
this nomination.
- The decision is out of
our hands, Mr. Barnum,
but in four years you'll
be a prime candidate.
- I don't want the
nomination in four years,
I promised somebody I'd be
in Washington in January,
if I can't be there then, I
don't wanna be there at all!
Good day, gentlemen!
- But Mr. Barnum--
- [Taylor] Good day, gentlemen!
They took me,
Chairy, they took me!
Six months of making
speeches and they
take that nomination
away from me
with a lie worst than
any humbug I've pulled
on anyone in 35 years
of fooling people!
I thought I got it out
my life, but I haven't.
'Cause it looks like if I don't
humbug them, they're
gonna do worse to me.
And tell me, Chairy, is
humbugging so bad after all?
Look at...
Look at Abraham Lincoln!
Back in '61, he was
humbug with a vision
of a whole society of
free and equal people.
And that dream was strong
enough to win him a war!
Well not that I'm
comparing four headed frogs
and live mermaids with The
Gettysburg Address, but...
You gotta admit
that somewhere way
down deep there's
gotta be a connection.
[laughing]
How do you like that?
Two minutes up
here on a soapbox,
already I'm convinced I'm second
cousins with Abraham Lincoln.
Aw darn it, Chairy,
don't that prove it?!
At humbugging, I'm
the best there is!
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Balderdash
♪ Fiddle faddle, drivel, tosh
♪ Twiddle, twaddle,
blather, bosh
♪ Bilge and dodge
and double-dutch
♪ And flim-flam I am
♪ The king of hogwash
♪ Tommyrot
♪ Jibber-jabber, blabber, bluff
♪ Hocus-pocus, gabble, guff
♪ Scam and sham and just a touch
♪ Of white lie am I
♪ Duke of tripe and idle chat
♪ Earl of oil, Lord of blat
♪ Emperor of rigmarole
♪ That I am, bless my soul
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Poppycock
♪ Piffle waffle, panner junk
♪ Hokum, hooey, chatter, bunk
♪ Wild and guile and trumpery
♪ That's me
- Don't worry,
Chairy, I'm not gonna
go back into the
exhibition business.
What I was thinking was maybe I
go on a lecture
tour, tell the whole
country about the
noble art of humbug.
After all, it's
what I'm best at.
It's what God gave
me the gift for.
It's given me everything
I ever had, Chairy.
Even you.
♪ In a world of sting and shock
♪ This moment we spend
♪ Down a road of ridge and rot
♪ Toward Lord knows what end
♪ Through a night as dark
as space and cold as the sea
♪ Someone's got to make it right
♪ Shoot a rocket, shine a light
♪ Tell you who that
someone's gonna be
♪ The Prince of humbug
♪ Tongue-in-cheek
♪ Shilly, shally, pull the wool
♪ Blarney, bogus, cock and bull
♪ Hoax, prank, hanky-pank
♪ And some skulduggery
♪ I am
♪ And damn, I'll always be
♪ Yeah
[applause]
[whistle blows]
- [Horace] The main event!
The greatest
contest of them all.
PT Barnum, unarmed,
without a net,
and alone in a
fight to the finish
struggle with destiny!
- Bailey is the
name, Mr. Barnum,
and I'm here for my
3:30 appointment.
- Well Mr. Bailey,
I've given the
matter a great deal
of thought, sir.
I'm afraid the answer is no.
- But I sent you the plans and
the photographs last week.
Didn't you get a
chance to look at them?
- I saw the pictures, yes,
and your manajerie
looks very good.
But I've been out
of the exhibition
business for years now, sir.
I've been doing lecture tours.
Course if you wouldn't
mind a little advice.
- No, I would welcome it.
- Well you've gotta
hook your attractions
to the mood of the nation, sir.
Now it's 1880, right?
And with Grant in
the White House,
we're widening our horizons,
broadening our outlooks.
See your circus looks
good, but it's too small.
You need, well
what, 10 elephants!
20 clowns, acrobats,
bareback riders,
fat ladies, a whole
family of jugglers,
six up on the highwire!
- Impossible, you can't get all
those acts into one ring.
- Then you put two more
rings on either side!
You have a band of 40 pieces,
whole separate
tent for sideshows!
Not to mention
grandstands that you
can put up and take down
to seat 5,000 people!
You have a train with
two locomotives, 60 cars,
and enough canvas
that you can put the
entire Crystal Palace
inside and still
have room left
over to fly a kite!
- Crystal Palace?
Mr. Barnum, I hope I'm
not being humbugged.
- Mr. Bailey, whatever
gave you that idea?
[laughing]
- Well it does sound
good the way you tell it,
but I need your help.
- Sorry sir, my answer's no.
- But I need you, and
the circus needs you!
♪ When the pill
the doctor gave you
♪ Turns your cold to the grip
♪ When a stitch to save nine
others comes apart with a rip
♪ When the rats
invade your attic
♪ And start leaving you ship
♪ Follow my tip,
come away on a trip
♪ Join the circus like you
wanted to when you were a kid
♪ Climb aboard
before it moves on
♪ And you'll thank your
lucky stars you did
♪ Go to bed in
Minneapolis, wake up in PA
♪ Pack your roll, your
brush and your comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless your soul, you'll
never go home again
♪ When the circus comes your way
- Get that [mumbles] please.
- Mr. Barnum, sir--
- Why don't you try
the Sales Brothers
they're always looking
to help people.
♪ When you've patches
in your trousers
♪ And a hole in you purse
♪ When your nine
to five is boring
♪ And your five to nine's worse
♪ When you sneeze
instead of bless you
♪ You get jeers and a curse
♪ Don't call a hearse,
while you still got a cherce
♪ Just join the circus
like you wanted to
♪ When you were so high
♪ Pitch your
troubles under a tent
♪ And you're bound to
loose 'em by and by
♪ Say so long to
fair Schenectady,
greet sweet Santa Fe
♪ Toss your hat and
cane in a sack again
♪ Shoulder your pack and
then hitch up the shay
♪ Kiss the cat and
never look back again
♪ When the circus comes your way
- Mr. Bailey, I'm
too old for all this,
I'm going out West, I'm
retiring, the answer's still no!
♪ When the lady
you've been courting
♪ Weds your brother instead
♪ When his honor gives you
thirty days on water and bread
♪ When your bank accounts a
million, but its all in the red
♪ Don't loose your head,
pin this note to the bed
♪ I've joined the circus like
I wanted to when I was a kid
♪ Climbed aboard
before it moved on
♪ And you bet your
life I'm glad I did
♪ Went to bed in
Minneapolis, woke up in PA
♪ Packed my roll, my
brush and my comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless my soul, I'll
never go home again
♪ When the circus comes my way
♪ See that tent pole
slowly start to rise
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Just to say the
word electrifies
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Watch that tiger shaking
hands like a pup there
♪ That lady dancing on a
wire a million miles up there
♪ That string of painted
cars down Railroad Avenue
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Two pink paste boards
say you're going to
♪ Circus, circus
♪ Share the glad times
and the woe with us
♪ Pack your trunk and
join the show with us
♪ Roll from Maine
to Kokomo with us
♪ Mister Barnum say
you'll go with us
- All right, damn it, let's
leave it up to the Fates!
Heads is yes and tails is no!
[laughing]
Mr. Bailey, you got
yourself a partner!
[cheering]
- To the biggest
show in the country!
- To the greatest show on Earth!
♪ When the circus comes your way
[trumpet instrumental]
♪ One
♪ Two
♪ Three
[whistle blows]
♪ I've joined the circus like
I wanted to when I was a kid
♪ Climbed aboard
before it moved on
♪ And you bet your
life I'm glad I did
♪ Went to bed in
Minneapolis, woke up in PA
♪ Packed my roll, my
brush and my comb again
♪ Ready to roam
again, ready to stray
♪ Bless my soul, I'll
never go home again
♪ From the day I
joined the circus
♪ Be proud to say
you joined the circus
♪ Step right this way
and join the circus
♪ Just stick a
banner in your heart
♪ And join the circus
like you wanted to
♪ Like you always wanted to
♪ Run away
[applause]
- Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Everybody!
♪ Join the circus like you
wanted to when you were a kid
♪ Climb aboard
before it moves on
♪ And you'll thank your
lucky stars you did ♪
- Ladies and gentlemen,
we present Madam
[mumbles] and her famous
Arabian prancing ponies!
In the ring to your
left, Lady Francesca
will swallow a flaming
torch while walking
through a wall of fire!
To my right, [mumbles] the
amazing human cannonball!
The king of the
jungle and the entire
[mumbles] raw African lions!
The most daring,
the most beautiful!
Sisters of the
highwire, the wondrous,
the lovely Lisa and Lily!
And in the center ring,
the main attraction,
the Barnum and Bailey
elephant parade!
[applause]
- [Horace] In the center ring,
a princely final attraction.
Mr. Phineas Taylor
Barnum himself!
[gentle saxophone music]
- Of course that
was a long time ago.
And Joice Heth is
gone and forgotten.
So is the American Museum.
The great white whale.
Dear Jenny Lind.
And my poor Tom Thumb.
George Washington's
just a memory.
And them pilgrim
fathers that came over
on The Mayflower,
they've all gone to dust.
And my kind of humbug
has disappeared.
Pity.
Pity.
♪ There was a sucker
♪ Born every minute
♪ Each time that second
hand swept to the top
♪ Like dandelions, up they pop
♪ Their ears so
big, their eyes ♪
[orchestral music]
[applause]
[whistle blows]
[cheering]
["Join the Circus" instrumental]