Timothy Q. Mouse:
[shift-shapes into a ghostly figure next to the ringmaster's ear with just his eyes showing, utters mysteriously]
I... am the voice of your subconscious mind. Your inspiration. Nowwwwwwww - concentrate!
[the Ringmaster snores loudly, as Timothy scurries under the sheets. Timothy sticks his hand out at first, and then reveals his face entirely]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Remember? Your pyramid of elephants are standin' in the ring, waitin' for a climax!
Ringmaster:
Climax...
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[mysteriously]
You are now getting that climax.
Ringmaster:
Climax...
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[rushes to the ringmaster's ear, almost whispering, suddenly concerned]
How's the reception? Comin' through okay?
[the Ringmaster snores and mutters. Timothy smiles]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Good!
[the mouse uncovers himself]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Suddenly, from the sidelines, comes your climax.
Ringmaster:
Climax...
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Gallopin' across the arena.
Ringmaster:
Arena...
[Timothy hops on the ringmaster's hat brim, then dangles from it, yelling into the Ringmaster's ear]
Timothy Q. Mouse:
He jumps from a springboard, to a platform, at the very pinnacle of your pyramid, and he waves a flag, for a glorious finish!
Ringmaster:
Finish?
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[whispering again at first, then yelling once more]
And who is your climax? The little elephant with the big ears! The world's mightiest midget mastodon: Dumbo!
[the Ringmaster snores again as Timothy scurries away]
Ringmaster:
What?
Timothy Q. Mouse:
Dumbo.
Ringmaster:
Dumbo.
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[softer]
Dumbo.
Ringmaster:
Dumbo.
Timothy Q. Mouse:
[almost inaudibly]
Dumbo.
[the Ringmaster wakes up]
Ringmaster:
Dumbo! I got it! I got it!
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