[From subtitles]
Gong-gil:
[atop a tightrope]
To be up here, away from the bustle, my legs like wings would spread.
Jang-sang:
[from below]
Ahoy! What is that flower in full bloom I see yonder?
Street musician:
Dost thou not recognize the one and only?
Jang-sang:
So it is! The one and only! With rose petal'd lips. O Friend, beat thee thy leather while I go pick the flower.
Gong-gil:
[watching Jang-sang ascend the tightrope]
My, my, there comes a fool, rash and proud! Never knew a fool who knew his place!
Jang-sang:
Ho! A tongue most untamed! Master of this house am I, come to bait thee!
Gong-gil:
A gallows-hung scoundrel is what I see with an ill-fitting coat to hide his sores!
Jang-sang:
Oh thorny Rose, is thy iris closed for me? Open them, and see as I walk the Master's gait. Oh, really!
[Jang-sang precariously walks across the tightrope]
Jang-sang:
[finally reaching the other side]
Good heavens! Me thought it would be a mere hop and a skip but t'was longer than a runny trip to the outhouse!
Gong-gil:
[having climbed down]
Master gait, master bait, either way strains the balls!
Jang-sang:
And now, a fornicating wench, running off upon being surprised. 'Tis thy own form, saucy wench.
[Jang-sang quickly walks back across the tightrope again]
Gong-gil:
I was expecting to see thee fall and crack thy frame. But not bad!
Jang-sang:
Indeed, gifted are my two legs, but it is my third that has true genius - and thou shall see it this night!
[Jang-sang performs acrobatics on the tightrope]
Blackhat:
Master wants to see you.
Gong-gil:
Thy twin eggs, are they cracked yet or just in the crack?
Jang-sang:
[as the crowd laughs]
Safely in the crack, plugging my bunghole! But now, I must drain my bladder. I gotta pee before I continue!
Gong-gil:
Why, you dirty boor! So then, let's try it on for size!
Jang-sang:
Good idea! I shall oblige!
