“Do you want me to kill your father, Barnum?”

“You wanted to kill your father in order to be your father yourself. Now you are your father, but a dead father.”

“When your mother and your father are having a fight, do you want them to kill each other? Or do you just want them to stop fighting?”

“Celia, wait,” Marco says, standing but not moving closer to her. “You are breaking my heart. You told me once that I reminded you of your father. That you never wanted to suffer the way your mother did for him, but you are doing exactly that to me. You keep leaving me. You leave me longing for you again and again when I would give anything for you to stay, and it is killing me.” “It has to kill one of us,” Celia says quietly.”

“Who'd want to kill the likes of you?" "My lord father, for one. He's put me in the van." "I'd do the same. A small man with a big shield. You'll give the archers fits.”

“Its Barnum & Bailey world just as phony as it can be,But it would't be make-believe if you believed in me”