- Shorty: [crying] The sound of laughter and applause was in his ears when he died. What more could a clown want?
- Pascal: You're a clown, Shorty. You're one of nature's clowns.
- Shorty: Thanks.
- Pascal: I'm a clown by art and tradition. I created myself as seven generations of Pascals did before me. Not many men can say that; most men are what they were born to be. Could you by willing it have added one inch to your miserable stature?
- Shorty: You think I wanted to be the way I am?
- Pascal: That's your tragedy. I did want to be the way I am. That's mine.
- Pascal: [to the monkeys] Hello, my friends. You are on one side of the bars. And I am on the other. Which of us is the prisoner?