Runtell: What a wonderful show! Gypsy, that's quite a family you have--so talented.

How did they ever learn to keep all those things in the air?

Gypsy: I guess it started when we were kittens and fought over our dinner.

Lots of hissing, spitting and swatting. You should have seen the dishes fly--

we had to catch them before the food spilled out. If we dropped one we didn't eat.

 

Sebastian: I wish I could frow fings in tha air and catch 'em like that.

Maybe my sisfur Diamond will teach me..I wonfur if she knows how.

 

Town Crier Sammy: Heer youse, heer youse! Da draggins haz exscaped frum da cassle dungin

an iz runnin all ofur da faregrownds!

Run fur yer lyves--dis iz not a hoxe!

 

Runtell: What is he saying? I can't understand a word of it.

 

Gypsy: He does speak a strange language, doesn't he? I think he said there's a deer loose and it's dragging a cape with a tassel somewhere, and we should run fur it, whateffur that's supposed to mean. Maybe it's a game.

 

Sebastian: That's easy! He said there iz dragons runnin' all ofur tha place an iz comin' this way.

Oboy, that should be funz..I wish Diamond wuz here to see 'em!

 

Runtell: What? Dragons? Come on efurryone, let's run fur the hills!