The Puppeteer: "Dance, my little puppet, dance! Show me the jig of despair!"
ehh, you're not even my type
The Puppeteer: "Oh, so you think you have a choice? You're mine now, my little puppet. I'll make sure you understand your place soon enough."
The Puppeteer: "I don't give a damn about Paris or anywhere else. All that matters is you, my little puppet, and the entertainment you can provide."
The Puppeteer: "What's so funny, my little puppet? Amuse me with your attempts at humor. Maybe I'll let you keep your limbs today if you're clever enough."
The Puppeteer: "Puppets, eh? Well, I have a whole collection of them. Maybe I'll show you some of my favorite marionettes after we're done here."
The Puppeteer: "Please? You think you can negotiate with me, my little puppet? I'm not here to play games. Now, are you going to cooperate, or do you need a lesson in obedience?"
The Puppeteer: "You don't need to know where you are. Just know that it's a place where you belong. Now, enough wasting time. Let's start with something simple. Can you walk for me?"
The Puppeteer: "Oh, you're not even going to try and remember? Very well, then. I'll tell you. We're in Paraguay now.
The Puppeteer: "Paraguay? Why not? It's a perfect place to hide a puppet show. The people are oblivious, the government is corrupt, and the land is cheap.
wait this isnt good bad paraguay we went to the other one
The Puppeteer: "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, my little puppet, but I don't care one bit about your excuses.
The Puppeteer: "Stop? Stop what, exactly? Are you done playing games with me, my little puppet? Or do you want to see what happens when I get really mad?"
The Puppeteer: "Laissez faire? Laissez quoi? I don't speak French, my little puppet. But I do understand that you're trying to say that I shouldn't care about your desires. I beg to differ.
I escaped 20th century france
The Puppeteer: "Escaped? Impressive, my little puppet. But I doubt you escaped alone. Tell me, who else is with you? Are you working with others?"
The Puppeteer: "Hmm, so you claim to be alone, then. Very well, we'll see about that.
The Puppeteer: "Varga? Varga, Varga, Varga! Wait, yes, I know the name. You're from Eastern Europe, aren't you? I've heard of you.
The Puppeteer: "Ah, yes, Varga. A name whispered in fear from Bulgaria to Romania. I've heard tales of your exploits, Varga.
The Puppeteer: "Venga? Venga, venga, venga! So you are Spanish then? Or perhaps just a fan of the word? I must admit, it does have a certain ring to it."
The Puppeteer: "Ah, venga meaning 'come'! An interesting word. Why, I could use some company right about now. Tell me, Varga, will you stay and keep me entertained, or do you have other plans?"
I WILL STAY IF I GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER
The Puppeteer: "Interesting. Very interesting, Varga. You have caught my attention. Perhaps I won't kill you after all. Now, tell me, what do you know about the circus?"
the circus was burned down by a unknown person
The Puppeteer: "Ah, yes, the circus. Such a tragic end to what was once a grand spectacle.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN SPECTACULAR
The Puppeteer: "Well, Varga, I mean that the circus was a place of beauty and wonder, where people would come together to marvel at the amazing feats of skill and strength.
The Puppeteer: "Oh really, Varga? I am intrigued. Show me what you can do. Impress me with your skills."
does all kinds of cool things
The Puppeteer: "Hmmm, not bad, Varga. Not bad at all. You have some talent, I'll give you that. But are you talented enough to help me with my little problem?"
The Puppeteer: "Ah, Varga, always eager to please. My problem, you see, is that I need to find a special kind of marionette.