You might want to stop talking now.

Well, poor Louise Trapeze was really, really hurt. So much so that the combination of being shot and falling made calling an ambulance a worthless endeavor (and just so we all know that she's really dead, there's a good amount of blood on the ground, unless she happened to land on a juice box but that doesn't seem likely at this point). While the body is still warm and the blood still liquid, Tracy gets right to work, turning his attention to Ringo, who continues to say that he knew this was going to happen. Ringo, Ringo, Ringo. You are not helping your case at all since by saying that you knew it was going to happen, you're doing a pretty good job of incriminating yourself and fixing Tracy's suspicious, super-sleuthing eyes on you when he should be turning them on the clown with the gun seeing as how Louise was shot with a gun. (Try to pull yourself together man. You've dug quite a hole for yourself as it is. I mean, even the elephant is trying to get away by pretending to carry that drum out of the ring as if to say, "I don't know that guy. I just work here.") And speaking of Mr. Pops, where did he go?