I DON'T OWN THE GREATEST SHOWMAN OR THE DIALOGUE
Soon enough, P.T., Phillip, and the oddities returned to the United States. The only difference was that Jenny Lind had come back with them. P.T. began to set up a concert that Jenny would give in the city, leaving Phillip to handle the day to day operations for the circus. Antony was displeased at the time that Barnum was spending on Jenny, but Anne and Phillip were always there to talk to him, as was Lettie and the others. Finally, the day came for Jenny's American debut. The oddities were all invited. As they waited to take their seats, Antony admired the magnificent building. Suddenly, Phillip came back out with a forlorn look on his face.
"So, did Mr. Barnum get a box for us?" Lettie asked. Phillip sighed.
"He felt that the "acoustics" were better in the standing room." He replied. Everyone looked at Phillip as if he had struck them across the face. They had expected this kind of treatment, Hell they were used to it. The fact that it was Phineas Taylor Barnum who had snubbed them though, that was what stunned them. As the oddities took their places in the standing area, they looked on as Phineas walked on stage in a tux.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience." Barnum announced. "I recently had the privilege of hearing the most divine voice, i've ever heard. Now, I know that sounds like Barnum humbug, but I have 100 bottles of good champagne on ice that says that this is not just another sideshow novelty. Antony was stunned. Is that all that he thought they were? Attractions? "May I present, the Swedish Nightingale... Miss Jenny Lind." As P.T. walked off, the curtains rose to reveal miss Lind in a fancy white dress.
I'm trying to hold to my breath let it stay that way. Can't let this moment end. You set off a dream with me. Getting louder now. Can you hear it echoing? Take my hand. Will you share this with me? 'Cause darling without you. All the shine of a thousand spotlights. All the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough never be enough. Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it will never be enough never be enough for me! never, never, never, never, never for me. never enough, never enough, never enough, for me, for me for me.
As Jenny sang, Antony had to admit that she had a beautiful voice. He turned to see Phillip and Anne holding hands. It was a sight for sore eyes. Sadly, it was not to last. Phillip saw his parents giving him stares and he pulled his hand back. Antony was close to tears as Phillip stayed where he was. He wanted to go after Anne, but Lettie put her hand on his shoulder.
All the shine of a thousand spotlights. All the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough never be enough. Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it will never be enough never be enough for me never never never never never for me for me never enough never, never never enough for me for me, for me for me.
NEXT TIME, ANTONY HAS HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF BARNUM'S BULLSHIT. REVIEWS NEEDED.
