GFS = Gangle, Fleck, Squelch, or some combination. I can't tell which is which.
Sp = Spectator (member of the crowd)
R = Raoul
Gu = Gustave
GFS: Are you ready to begin? Are you ready to get on? You're about to start out on the journey of your life.
R: Is this some kind of joke?
Sp: Nah, it's a publicity stunt for that freak show on Coney.
Sp: It's a front-page feature is what it is. You gettin' this, [name]?
Sp: You betcha.
GFS: If you're ready then get in, once you're in then we'll get gone And who knows once it goes where you'll be when it arrives?
R: This is outrageous!
[crowd noises]
Sp: It's amazing!
Sp: Brilliant!
Sp: I'm telling you, that Mr. Y chap's an absolute genius.
GFS: It's a funhouse where the mirrors all reflect what's real And reality's as twisted as the mirrors reveal And the fun is finding out what the mirrors show
R: This is unacceptable! Do you hear me? I will be taking this up with your employer, whoever he is.
Gu: Everything and everyone, it's so just how I dreamed All the freaks and all the fun, exactly how I dreamed And Phantasma still awaits I wonder what's behind its gates
Sp: That was somethin', wasn't it?
Sp: Eh, I was hopin' she'd sing. Caruso sang half of Pagliacci for us when he got off the boat.
Sp: Eh, I bet she ain't got it no more. Not like the old days. Oh sure, she's pitch-perfect, but empty inside. Like a plane[?] without a