Chapter 5: The Other Side
Note: Choreography is the same.
"I am going to kill you when we get out of this Kent," Bruce said. "Can I have a water?" The bartender gave him a small glass of water.
"Might I ask why?" Clark asked. Bruce drank his water.
"Because when you missed your cue to get me I was forced to deal with snobs for an extra day," Bruce answered. "Do you have any idea how suffocating they are?"
"Can't say I do," Clark responded. He had another drink. "But don't you deal with snobs all the time?"
"Which is exactly why I'm frustrated," Bruce told him. "I deal with snobs at home I don't want to deal with them there." He drank another water. "It's tiresome."
"Understandable," Clark said before having another drink.
"So any idea why we're in The Greatest Showman?" Bruce asked. Clark shook his head.
"No clue. Wait, have you seen this movie?" Clark asked.
"Dick made me watch it with him," Bruce responded.
"Dick. Made you watch it with him?" Clark questioned.
"Well him and everyone else," Bruce said. He drank another glass of water. "Stubborn kids."
"So how long is this scene supposed to last?" Clark asked.
"Well we've got a song to do before we leave," Bruce told him. "So when do you want to do that?"
"Now would probably be good," Clark responded. "Do you know what the cue line is?"
"You just might find yourself a free man," Bruce informed him.
"So, how many times have you watched it in order to remember that?" Clark questioned. Bruce glared at him.
"Just say the line, Kent," Bruce growled.
"Well on the other hand, you just might find yourself a free man," Clark said. The music began and he had a drink while Bruce had water.
"Right here, right now, I put the offer out," Clark sang. "I wanna chase you down and I know you see it. You run with me. And I can cut you free. Out of the drudgery of walls you keep in. So trade up typical for something colorful. And if it's crazy live a little crazy. You can play it sensible. The king of conventional. Or you could risk it all and see. Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you've gotta play. Cause I've got what you need so come with me and take the ride. It'll take you to the other side. Cause you can do like you do. Or you can do like me. Stay in the cage or you finally take the key. Oh yeah! Suddenly you're free to fly! It'll take you to the other side."
"Okay, my friend, you wanna cut me in," Bruce sang. "But I hate to tell you but it just won't happen. So thanks but no. I think I'm good to go. Cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in. Now I admire you and that whole show you do. You're onto something. Really it's something. But I live among the swells and we don't pick up peanuts shells." He threw the shells onto Clark's jacket instead of on the floor. "I'll have to leave that up to you. Don't you know that I'm okay. With this uptown part I get to play. Cause I've got what I need and not no wanna take the ride. I don't need to see the other side. So go and do like you do. I'm good to do like me. Ain't in a cage so I don't need to take the key. Oh yeah! Can't you see I'm doin' fine. I don't need to see the other side.
"Now is this really how you like to spend your days?" Clark sang while playing a few keys on the piano. "Whiskey and misery. And parties and plays."
"If I were mixed up with you I'd be the talk of the town," Bruce sang. "Disgraced and disowned. Another one of the clowns."
"But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little," Clark sang. "And just let me give you the freedom to dream and it'll wake you up and cure you're achin'. Take your walls and start 'em breakin'. Now that's a deal that seems worth takin'. But I guess I'll leave that up to you." Bruce smirked before turn on his heels to face Clark.
"Well it's intriguing but to go would cost me greatly. So what percentage of the show would I be taking?" Bruce sang.
"Fair enough. You want a piece of all the action," Clark sang. "I'd give you seven. We could shake and make it happen."
"I wasn't born this morning," Bruce sang. "Fifteen would be just fine."
"Why not just go ahead and ask for nickles on the dime?" Clark sang.
"Fifteen," Bruce sang.
"I'd do eight," Clark sang.
"Twelve," Bruce sang/spoke.
"Maybe nine," Clark sang/spoke.
"Ten," Bruce stated. The music stopped. Clark was feeling through his pockets for cash. He then realized that he was out. Then Bruce pulled out a wad of cash and put it on the bar top. Bruce held out his hand. "Sir, you've got yourself a junior partner." Clark shook Bruce's hand. Clark then groaned and put his hand on his stomach. "Sick?" Clark nodded.
"A bit," Clark said.
"And that's why you don't drink, dance, and sing," Bruce responded.
"What I've got is an over-conjugated apprentice," Clark recited. The music resumed and Clark felt strangely better.
"Don't you wanna get away," they both sang.
"To a whole," Bruce sang.
"New," Clark sang.
"Part you gotta play," they both sang.
"Cause I've got," Bruce sang.
"What you need," Clark sang.
"So come with me and take the ride," they both sang. "To the other side." They were at the circus.
"So we can do like I do," Clark sang.
"So we can do like me," Bruce sang.
"Forget the cage cause we know how to make the key," they both sang. "Oh yeah! Suddenly we're free to fly! We're going to the other side."
"So if you do like I do," Bruce sang while Clark sang,
"To the other side."
"So if we do like me," Bruce sang while Clark sang,
"To the other side." Shayera laughed at the boys.
"Cause if you do," Bruce sang.
"We're going to the other side," they both sang. "We're goin' to the other side." The music stopped. They were on a high platform watching the trapeze. Bruce took his hat off and then he came face to face with Diana.
Diana had been performing her trapeze routine for the audience when she saw Bruce. Everything slowed down to a stop and she felt her heart stop and her face flush. But was this her feeling this way or her character or was it a bit of both?
She looked as if she was reaching out to him. He didn't know if this was Phillip Carlyle's reaction or his own. He felt his heart stop and his face flush. Then time resumed and Diana continued on with her routine. Bruce felt his heart racing inside of him rapidly. He then shook his head to try to get himself thinking properly again.
"Was that Diana?" Bruce asked.
Clark and Bruce walked down from there onto the ground. Clark pointed to one of the guys.
"Hey, you're not supposed to buy hats back here," Clark told him. "If you'd like one you can get it up front." Then Jonn' and Diana into the backstage. Clark grabbed Bruce by the shoulder and brought him over.
"Oh Jonn'. Diana. Look who I found," Clark said.
"Bruce!" Diana exclaimed. She hugged him. He hesitantly returned it.
"Hey," Bruce responded. They broke it. "How are you? Enjoying yourself?"
"I'm good," Diana said. "And I'm enjoying being here. The only downside is that I hate this wig."
"Not a fan of pink, Princess?" Bruce questioned.
"It's not that. It's so itchy," Diana told him. She started itching around its edges.
"Hey! Try being covered in dog hair!" They turned to see Wally sitting on a coach. "It's sweltering in this AND it's itchy! At least you can take the wig OFF. I can't take off this hair."
"Sorry Wally," Diana said. She turned back to Bruce. "So how have you been?"
"Alright, just been dealing with snobs, nothing new," Bruce responded.
"Hey guys!" Wally said. "Reminder that we need to move on with the plot. So could you please stop flirting?"
"I'd better go," Diana told Bruce. "Bye." She walked off to go somewhere, probably to the dressing room. Bruce watched her as she left and smiled. He then shook his head.
'Is this Phillip or me?' Bruce thought.
"Mr. Barnum," O'Malley said running in. "You'd better come see this." Clark follow him.
"Bruce come on," Clark called. Bruce followed after that having been driven out of his dreamy state.
"A bit of a nasty element," O'Malley told them. The two men saw a large group of protestors with torches and signs.
"This is worse than the last one," Clark said.
"Go home ya freaks!" one of the protestors yelled.
