Anywhere but Seventh Heaven...
It's not like I wanted to steal it.
I was just a little jealous of all that cash he had saved up.
Shut your mouth. You don't have any reason to be mad at me.
It's cuz all you do is sing, that we're so broke!
What?! Even you're freaked out after hearing the name Seventh Heaven.
What'd you say?!
Cut it out! Look at that kid there. Heading to the slammer, and humming without a care.
Kid? Where, I don't see any brats.
Jeez, way to tarnish our good name.
Got my tail grabbed by a punk cop and tossed into some puny prison...
Think of it as a exercise in social observation.
And you, telling me not to be pessimistic!
I see it.
First and foremost, the most important thing is not to come here a second time.
Other than getting three square meals you can't do much
as you're surrounded on all four sides.
You can't go five minutes without a guard passing by.
Welcome to Six Flags Over Nuthin'.
This is asylum number seven.
Get out, today's field trip is over.
Well, I guess it doesn't matter to you because there is no tomorrow for you.
Who's that?
Dunno.
Oh no, we're gonna die!
Settle down!
Huh?
No need to rush death with some wimpy mosquito like poison.
I'll be the one sending you to heaven.
Now then, nobody here has any regrets about leaving this life, do ya?!
My lovely angel here will guide you, so you better keep up!
C'mon...
You're the one, aren't you? The one who likes to think of himself as the bandit boy wonder?
There isn't any preferential treatment for juveniles here.
See this medal? It's not just for decoration.
It's proof that no one defies me.
Don't mess with Warden Maraschino!
Now, hurry up and go!
Look at all these scruffy bastards.
Hey, boy! As you see, no special treatment.
Try to have some fun without dying.
I'll do that.
How can you wear these crappy striped rags? What's wrong with you?!
I actually like the design.
Hey there, Chief, how about sharing some of your meal with me?
Then let me have that meat in exchange. You know, some of that blubber on you.
Sure, but not until I've turned you into mincemeat.
How about a little ham?
Ay, yaiyai...
What's going on?
Looks like he couldn't carry his own weight and took a spill.
On top of that wasting food...
What is wrong with prisoners these days?
Ha!
Already causing a commotion, are we?
Since we can get out of our cell so easily, let's just split, Jing.
Without getting the treasure?
Treasure? Here?
Of course there is.
What kind of treasure?
Dreams bought and gathered from all over the world.
Dreams? You mean the ones you have when you go to sleep?
Long ago, a magician, named Campari invented these things called "Dream Orbs"
which he made by crystallizing dreams.
"Dream Orbs"?
Campari bought all the dreams he could and made them into Dream Orbs.
He began selling people dreams they wanted and became very rich.
I bet you'd get rich doing that!
But isn't making money off of people's dreams kinda shady.
This guy sounds dodgy.
Bingo! That's why he's in here.
So, we are after the Dream Orbs, eh?
Yeah.
I'm not drunk...
Booze?!
I must be tired.
Wow!
Can you see all the chicks, Jing?!
Yeah...
This right here must be heaven.
Oh, please comfort this Ionely soul!
What is this?
Was this here before?
We're on the job, Kir.
Come on in, I left the door unlocked.
This is a prison; you can't get in any more trouble for breaking in.
Are you after the Dream Orbs as well?
No! That's absurd.
Why do you need to steal dreams
when you look to be an age that you can dream all the dreams you want?
'Cuz I'm the hopeless romantic type that is envious of people's dreams.
Whoa! My dream girl!
I've made these from the wax that drips from that candle.
Not much of a selection of material here, you know.
What a patient hobbyist.
In a prison like this, one needs something to believe in.
That guys needs something to believe in.
Clint, Clint... Where has my Clint gone?
Where are you my cute little mouse?
A mouse? It's probably scurrying around here somewhere.
Whoaa!
Whaaaaaa!
Clint...
Here we go, Kir.
Kir Royale!
Hey, more are still coming!
They... they must have quite a few relatives.
We should get out of here for now.
Yo.
Hey, the door isn't here!
What's going on?!
Over here, this is the only exit.
Young miss, lovely to make your acqu...
No time for messing around.
Miss, you are our savior, and hence a woman of the utmost importance.
To whom do I owe the honor?
It's Benedictine.
Mmmmm, such a nice name.
Our names might be "Food" if you know what I mean.
This way.
Mouse trap! I mean trapped by a mouse!
This way.
Nice!
Whew, we've descended quite a bit now.
I think we've pulled away from them.
Let's duck in here and rest for now.
Huh?! Hey, Jing this is...
Well, isn't this grand?
Huh?! Hey, Jing this is...
Well, isn't this grand?
A grand view?
Jing, I knew this prison was huge, but not this big!
We fell right into a trap, into the hands of the magician.
Into a dream cell, harder to escape from than even Seventh Heaven.
A dream prison cell?
It's a maze of dreams that Campari collected from all over the world.
Benedictine here is a resident of this labyrinth as well.
Yeah, why would such a cutie pie be here in a prison filled with men?
Which means someone dreamt her up?
Does that mean these warm feelings I'm having are a dream too? No...
An impressive sight, isn't it?
You know, it's just a dream.
We'll have to exit fast, or else you'll end up sleeping forever and die from emaciation.
It's not good for an outsider to stay here for so long.
What are they all reading?
Bandit King Imprisoned?!
Coo, coo, I am a dove, a symbol of peace.
Extra! Extra!
Bandit King incarcerated in humiliating prison!
You bastard!
Don't interfere with the freedom of the press.
Welcome, Bandit King, sir. How are the dreams treating you?
Just fine, but my partner here is a little light headed from it all.
I see that your spirits are still high enough to answer.
Well, just childish bravado.
You really seem to want a treat.
You could say that.
I've prepared many toys for you.
Play hard and sleep well.
A lost race of people?
Where'd he go, that hack magician?!
Ladies and Gentlemen, no gadgets or tricks here.
What are you doing?
Perhaps...
Perhaps... perhaps... perhaps this is just a prelude to a dream.
Let go of me! Perhaps... perhaps... perhaps this is just a prelude to a dream.
A sleepwalk through a waiting room.
A pitstop on the racetrack of life.
Thank you.
An empty, shallow life.
Oh, you are quite welcome. An empty, shallow life.
...then raise the curtain on the soul.
These guys...
What a friendly nightmare. Don't keep making excuses any longer.
That way! Don't keep making excuses any longer.
I will embrace whatever comes to pass.
I long for the thrill ride to end.
This way! Come this way!
I can't wait for the dream to begin.
You did it!
How annoyingly persistent.
Even though being too persistent gets you rejected by the ladies...
This way!
What's this?! You mean someone actually wants to ride a train like this?
Might as well hop on without paying, and add another point to our rap sheet.
Long live the Akacians! Might as well hop on without paying, and add another point to our rap sheet.
Long live the Akacians!
Akacians?
The Akacians, just like the dodo, no longer exist.
Dodo, you mean this bird?
This is a place where lost things come together.
Long live the Akacians!
Let's go.
Hey, don't cut in! I'll be her escort!
Bingo!
Now then, where shall the two of us go?
We haven't escaped from the dream just yet.
Really?! I'm gonna pinch my cheeks and wake up.
Save it. We're headed for the engine room.
Why?
I have an idea.
Are we really inside a dream?
There have been many that have gotten trapped and died here.
Seventh Heaven, the inescapable prison, is one with Campari's mind.
His mind?
A mind that is filled with a dark sadness.
Who are you, and how is it that you know about his sadness?
I am...
Hey, here's the engine room.
Stick'em up!
Ahh, spare my life. I'll do anything!
Make the dogs bark more!
And I'll take a little cake.
Y... Y... Yes, sir!
It's gonna break up!
More, more!
Hey, Jing, looks like our send off party forgot to get off the train.
Get on the bird.
Wait! Even for me, two people is a little...
No, not you, this one.
Hey, Dodo, are you ready?
Ready? Ready for what?
What do you mean "what"? Are you ready to fly?
Fly? What are you talking about?
With those wings you have tucked in, you're going to leap into the sky.
What!? I can't do that. That's impossible!
Of course you can. You just forgot with all the time that has passed.
Fly?
Fly...
Hey, you better unhinge us or else we'll derail and wreck.
Yes, sir!
Oh yeah, flying...
Kir, how about letting a little air into this dream?
Okay!
Kir Royale!
What is it, a riot?
Warden! Come quick. Something's happened.
What the...
Hey!
I told you that you could fly...
You! Do you realize what you've done?
What? You mean the prison break?
Where's Benedictine?
Warden, what shall we do with them?
Toss them in solitary confinement!