Julien

Me? Stay with the circus? [Sonya starts hugging him] Ow! I am the king; I want to rule New York! We should talk— Whoa! [Sonya tries to make him stay, hurting him.] Stop it! No means no! Or in your language, "Raah!" [Sonya growls.] Not everything is solved that way, you know. [Sonya walks over to lay on big blue ball.] Sonya! Are you listening to me?! Now I'm getting the silent treatment, am I? Come over here, right now! [He frustrately walks to Sonya.] Don't shut me out, baby! What is wrong with you?! Speak! [Sonya roars in Julien's face] Okay, if these are your feelings, I understand now. [He starts to leave.] And I'm going! It's obvious that I'm just an emotional whoopee cushion for you to sit on. [He opens the door.] When you look for where I am... I WON'T BE THERE! [Julien slams the door behind him and sobs; Sonya looks back at the door and lets out a sad grunt.]