Buddy Noonan: Boy

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  Boy : Hey, Mister - where do I go to get a job with this outfit?

  Brass McGannon : Go on, beat it, kid. Go back to your folks.

  Boy : But I've got their permission.

  Brass McGannon : Forget about the circus, kid. It's a rough, tough life - always on the move no matter how you feel, just so you can get that pile of canvas to the next town. Put it up in the morning; rip it down at night. No roots, no foundations - it's a hazard.

  Boy : But mister, I'm crazy about the circus. It's all I ever think of. I can hear the music in my head. I even dream about it.

  Brass McGannon : Why don't you go on back home and...

  [Brass sighs] 

  Brass McGannon : The manager's in the ticket wagon. Tell him Brass sent you.

  Boy : Gee, thanks! Thanks a million!