... is the most fascinating character of the movie "The Polar Express"...
... which is why I had the urge to put the conversation between him and the hero boy in here...
It's just sooo great!
Hobo [sitting, playing the lyre (at least I think that's what he plays...) and singing, he stops when he notices the oy]: Is there something I can do for you?
Boy: I’m looking for… a girl.
Hobo: A gi--?
[starts laughing hard]
Ain’t we all?
Boy: I have her Ticket.
Hobo: Well, lookie. Lookie here. What is this? This is an official, authentic, genuine ticket to ride. Oh, you better keep this in a safe place, young man. If I was you… I keep all my valuables right here.
[puts of his shoe and shows it to the boy]
Right here in the old size 13. Experience shows this is the safest place. Not that I have much use for those… tickets. I ride for free. Oh, yeah, yeah. I hop aboard this rattler any time I feels like it. I own this train, oh yeah. It’s like I’m the king of this train. Yeah. The king of the Pol Ex. In fact, I am the king of the North Pole!
Oh, where’s my manners? Sit, sit. Sit. Take a load off. Hey, would you like some Joe? Nice hot refreshment. Perfect for a cold winter’s night.
[Boy drinks and coughs]
Hobo: There. Bless you.
Boy: What about… Santa?
Boy: Isn’t he the king of the North Pole?
Hobo: You mean this guy?
[takes out a Santa-hat, puts it on and starts the typical Santa-laughing]
Hohohoho! Hohohohohohoho! Hohohoho! Hohohohohoho! Hohohohoho!
[laughing turns into something like coughing]
What exactly is your persuasion… on the big man? Since you brought him up…
Boy: Well, I… I want to believe. But…
Hobo: But you don't want to be bamboozled.
[starts packing up his stuff]
You don't want to be led down the primrose path. You don't want to be conned or duped. Hoodwinked. You don't want the wool pulled over you eyes. Railroaded.
[finished with packing up his stuff]
Seeing is believing. Am I right?
Boy: But… what about this train?
Hobo: What about it?
Boy: We’re all really going to the North Pole… aren’t we?
Hobo: Aren’t we?
Boy: Are you saying that this is all just a dream?
Hobo: You said it, kid! Not me.
[drinks his “tea”]
So let’s go find that girl!
[starts to walk away, turns and comes back]
One other thing: Do you believe in ghosts?
[boy shakes his head no]
[Hobo turns and walks away]
Boy: Wait. Wait!
[Oh... the thing with the English... well, I like the dialogue in English *way* better than in German I just thought, to be consequent, I should write the whole entry in English :P ]