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Places, everyone.

This was it.

The moment it all began.

The moment an ordinary little guy fell in love with the theater.

Everything about it.

The lights, the way the scenery moved, even the smell.

He was only six years old, but his plans to become the first koala bear in space were suddenly toast.

Some folks may have said he grew up to be the greatest showman the city has ever seen.

Some called him a visionary, a maverick.

Sure, some folks said he was as crazy as he was stubborn, but I say wonder and magic don't come easy, pal.

And, oh, there would never be any doubt.

The name Buster Moon would go down in entertainment history.

And I should know.

Because I am Buster...

Moon! Open this door!

Good morning, Mr. Moon.

Miss Crawly. What, uh... What's going on?

You got a lot of animals waiting to see you, Mr. Moon.

I do?

Holy moly, I really do!

Yeah, it's the stage crew from your last show.

They say their paychecks bounced.

Tell them I'll call up the bank and make sure they're paid tout de suite.

Oh, I got Judith from the bank holding on line two right now, sir.

Um, actually, I'm gonna have to call her back.

Oh. What should I tell her this time?

Tell her Buster Moon is out to lunch.

Moon! Open this door!

Come on, Moon!

I know you're in there!

Moon!

Open this door!

Mmm! Thought I heard someone singing there.

Ah, whatever.

Guys, listen!

Stay where you are. The cops are here...

What are you... Hold it right there!

Go, go, go!

Whoa!

Johnny, you were supposed to be keeping a lookout!

Sorry, Dad.

And where's your mask?

Look at me, I'm Mommy!

Caspar, get off the table.

Rosita, have you seen my car keys?

Norman, would you please tell them what a good singer I am?

Oh, yeah, you were great, honey.

And by the way, the bathroom sink is blocked again.

Bye, honey!

One, two. One, two, three, four!

Oh, my gosh!

I thought you guys said you were musicians!

Ash, babe. I'm the lead singer, okay?

Just stick to the backing vocals.

Sorry, I get carried away.

Yeah, I know, right?

It just kind of ruins my song, you know?

MEENA'S MOTHER AND GRANDMOTHER: Aww!

What?

Come on, make your wish.

Hmm! I wish you'd join a choir. A local band, or something.

I tried! Bah!

Hey, hey, Dad! We've been over this.

So she's a little shy. So what?

If I had a voice like Meena's, I'd be a superstar by now!

Just singing...

Sure you would, Grandpa. Now blow out your candles.

A penny?

How dare you!

I happen to have studied at the Lincoln School of Music!

Sorry, it's all I got right now.

Oh, is that so?

All right, prove it, pal! What?

Empty your pockets right now!

Trying to find...

What is this you got here? I'm just trying to find...

What do you smoke out of this?

That's my inhaler.

A-ha! I knew it!

You all saw it! You all saw it right here! The monkey lied!

I forgot I had that.

And next time, pick on someone your own size!

You bully!

Take care of her, will you?

She may look old and rusty, but she is a classic!

Okay, listen. We both know that my theater has been going through some pretty rough times lately.

But as the saying goes, "For every cloud, a silver lining." We've got...

Hold on right there, Buster.

My dad, he heard I was gonna see you today and he was all like, "Eddie, you tell that koala I'm not funding any more of those shows.

"And that's final." Those were his words.

Your dad's right. Those shows were the problem.

War of Attrition. Rosie Takes a Bow.

I mean, nobody wants to see that stuff anymore.

So, what do I do?

Quit? No.

I give them a show they cannot resist, which is gonna be...

Ahem!

Just one more minute, s'il vous plaît.

Merci!

Don't speak French. They speak English here.

Now, my next show is gonna be...

Drumroll, please.

A singing competition!

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