Dreams after all, are created simply from one's memory and thoughts.
That is why a pig will dream of a big feast.
But people also seek a little entertainment as well.
You've shown me something rather entertaining.
Now then, everyone, a round of applause for this brave young boy and his friend.
The dream isn't over...
Sometimes being too brave can be problematic too.
The devices of the magicians trade do not always work perfectly.
This has got to be a dream.
It's a dream, right?
Welcome, Honorable Medaldo, sir. How are your injuries?
How are my injuries?
Because you screwed up your sawing-a-human- in-half trick with your pseudo-magic,
I look like this!
You have no idea how this has torn me up on the inside.
I'll teach you a lesson!
Swinging something like that will get your two halves cut into four!
See ya!
Hey, Jing, wait for me!
I said wait!
Huh?
What's this ruckus?
It's a festival.
All the dreams are coming together and are starting some hubbub.
Perhaps...
Perhaps... perhaps... perhaps this is just a prelude to a dream.
A sleepwalk through a waiting room.
Yes! A sleepwalk through a waiting room.
If it's a festival I, have to enjoy myself.
Damn!
Yo! You look like a good man even though you're small!
How about you test your strength?
Sure, I'll give it a try.
Heave ho!
You half-pint brat!
Look who's talking!
This way!
Benedictine!
Okay, we're following you!
Stop!
Girls don't like pushy guys!
Benedictine, I am so happy to see you once again.
Benedictine, oh, Benedictine... Wherefore art thou Benedictine?
Not a princess like this!
Whowee! Shoot me right in my heart!
You bastards!
Are these all your dreams, Benedictine?
That's right, I've wanted to be so many different things.
But my biggest dream is...
You!
Stop right there!
Jing, it's a burglar! He's a business competitor!
Ah, huh... Oh, who me? Oh, this was just an impulse.
Why are we dealing with this third-rate thief?
Forget this, let's hang out with Benedictine, Jing.
Where is Benedictine anyway? Where are you, Benedictine?
A dream thief, aye? Sorry, but we have business with that doll.
You're just saying that so you can catch me, aren't you?!
That bastard!
Jing, who cares about that raggedy doll? Take him out with Kir Royale.
Just wait a sec, Kir.
All four of you isn't fair!
Four of us?
Hey, where are we?
Please, just let me go!
Can't tell if we're chasing or being chased.
Ouch, why should I fall? I have wings!
Where'd that punk go?
Do you know why I stay in a puny prison like Seventh Heaven?
For someone who has lost their home, anywhere in this world is a prison.
You understand that, don't you?
You're a free spirit like me, so you understand better than anyone.
The Bandit King has no where to go home to either, do you?
Flowers without roots won't bloom.
Such an infantile trick.
There aren't any gimmicks or tricks to this human-sawing trick!
After all the work to put you back together, you go and die on me.
Was it a conflict of personalities?
Don't go disappearing on me just yet, Campari.
Let me show you my magic trick before you go.
Hey, Jing, are you sure you can do magic?
This is it.
What's with that pot?
Are you gonna rub it and...
a genie is going to pop out?
Now then, let's try opening the lid to your soul.
What is this?!
Wow!
Like I said before, flowers without roots won't bloom.
This doll, it's from your homeland, isn't it?
It looks like the kind of doll that the Akicians made, as part of their tradition,
in the likeness of a bride the day before her wedding ceremony.
Still can't remember?
How do you expect me to remember?
The Akacia village isn't even in my dreams anymore.
Now, now! If you aren't busy and not in a hurry, I have some something to show you.
What you are about to see is an untold tale of destiny.
Long ago, to the east was a small settlement that lived in obscurity.
The name of this village was Akacia!
The people of Akacia were innocent, distrust being an alien concept to them.
Honoring the sun and loving the wind, they lived in harmony with the earth.
They lived their lives in peace.
But then!
All that changed when the bearded men came.
Without warning, the men demanded the people leave their land.
They became enraged when the people refused.
The Akacians continued to refuse.
Then one day...
The sun sneezed.
And of course, this was the bearded men's punishment.
Jing, look...
Campari!
After returning several years later, there was no trace left of the village.
Those damned bearded men had utterly obliterated my beloved home.
And since the day I looked upon what had been my village, I have not dreamed.
That is why, I snatched up all those dreams from different people and fed off of them,
using this sad little toy called a Dream Orb.
All has been summoned by the Sun!
Rage! Rage that can be flame or ash.
Burning rage, my only reminder of what became of my village!
Your village is fine; it's right behind you.
This is...
the village of Akacia.
Someone's coming!
Hey! Isn't that Campari?
I remember a girl like that from the day of the festival.
She came to this field to play.
There was time before the dance.
It was dusk and this was my favorite place to watch the sunset.
We talked about so many things, mostly of the little things.
After talking for a while, the girl asked me,
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
I told her I wanted to be someone who could give dreams to others.
In the end, I turned into a peddler of dreams.
I asked the girl the same question in return.
But just then, unfortunately, some others from the village appeared.
As the girl stood up, I distinctly remember her saying,
with a gentle and clear tone...
"I want to be your wife, Campari,"
she said.
That girl is alive somewhere inside of you, Campari.
And she's been waiting, all this time,
without growing up.
Today is the day to keep that promise.
Wow!
Now then, Kir, why don't you be a witness to their vows for them?
J... J... J... Jing, that's one thing I can't do! Give Benedictine away to another man?!
This time, it looks like there won't be any room left, even for our favorite lady-killer, Kir.
Campari, Benedictine, do you promise to love each other
all the days that the sun rises and sets?
And pledge your love for each other to the divine light of God?
I do.
I now pronounce you man and wife!
I'm so jealous!
That was quite a trick there, Bandit King, I mean, Jing.
Jing, I really would like for you to stay in this world.
But you have to go, don't you?
I think I've slept too much already.
I'll wake you up good then!
That punk thief's finally settled down it seems.
They say he's been sleeping the whole time since they threw him in.
He probably died in his sleep, huh?
Which way to Maraschino's room?
That way.
What the...
Who's there?!
Just a kid up past his bedtime.
You! How the hell did you get out of solitary?!
Even with all those locks?!
Must of slipped off on their own.
Maybe they were rattled off from my tossing and turning in my sleep.
What?!
I'm going to put you in a cell that you'll never escape from.
Your next cell is your coffin!
What are you trying to do, blowing on a whistle that doesn't work?
My lovely bats!
Bats are smart animals that can hear high sounds that people can't.
You mean that whistle is making that sound?
They're in the Warden's room! Hurry!
Ready...
Were you just about to kill my precious batty-bats?! You idiots!
But, Warden...
There are no ifs, ands or buts!
Never mind that! Get that brat!
Hurry up and chase him!
Let's go!
Yo!
Now then, has everyone been having nice dreams lately?
For those of you who haven't, how about this?
Slice or dice, which would you like?
Now for all of the dreams...
What the...
That magician, he tossed all the Dream Orbs.
What an extravagant send off!
Have to find a new job...
Now all we have to do is get to the main gate.
Kir!
A Kir Royale a la bats coming right up!
Kir Royale!
Farewell to you, Jing.
"I've helped myself to the Illusion of the Sleepless King."
My most prized Dream Orb...
Hat's off to him, not bad at all.
C'mon, Jing let me see the so-called most valuable dream in the world.
I'll take this as a receipt, Jing.
Here ya go.
Whoa!
And I take back what I said...
Holy cow, what is this dream? Is this for real?
...that the world is a prison.
Because, wherever these seeds land is home.
Children of the earth...
People of Akacia...
Are your eyes so blue because you stare at the sky all day long?
You may stumble, but it's only because you're gazing at the stars.
You see them so clearly, that sight could be a religion.
You may be betrayed by this cruel world,
but my only wish is that you know this:
The raspberry jam you made yesterday won't betray you.