The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.
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The Blue Fairy: A lie keeps growing and growing until it's as plain as the nose on your face.
Jiminy Cricket: Well... guess he won't need me anymore. What does an actor want with a conscience, anyway?
The Blue Fairy: Now, remember, Pinocchio: be a good boy. And always let your conscience be your guide.
Jiminy Cricket: You buttered your bread. Now sleep in it!
The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.
Pinocchio: I'd rather be smart than be an actor.
The Coachman: Give a bad boy enough rope, and he'll soon make a jackass of himself.
The Blue Fairy: Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.
Jiminy Cricket: Hey, blubber mouth, open up! I gotta get in there!
The Blue Fairy: A boy who won't be good might just as well be made of wood.
The Blue Fairy: Good Geppetto, you have given so much happiness to others, that you deserve to have your wish come true.
Jiminy Cricket: As I live and breathe, a fairy. Mm-mmm!
Jiminy Cricket: Go ahead, make a fool of yourself, then maybe you'll listen to your conscience.
Lampwick: You smoke like my grandmother.
Jiminy Cricket: A fine conscience I turned out to be!
Jiminy Cricket: Ha, ha, ha! Go on, laugh! Make a jackass out of yourself!
The Blue Fairy: A lie keeps growing and growing until it's as plain as the nose on your face.
Jiminy Cricket: Well... guess he won't need me anymore. What does an actor want with a conscience, anyway?
The Blue Fairy: Now, remember, Pinocchio: be a good boy. And always let your conscience be your guide.
Jiminy Cricket: You buttered your bread. Now sleep in it!
The Blue Fairy: Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.
The Coachman: Give a bad boy enough rope, and he'll soon make a jackass of himself.
The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.
Pinocchio: I'd rather be smart than be an actor.
Jiminy Cricket: Hey, blubber mouth, open up! I gotta get in there!
The Blue Fairy: A boy who won't be good might just as well be made of wood.
Jiminy Cricket: Good piece of wood, too.
The Blue Fairy: Good Geppetto, you have given so much happiness to others, that you deserve to have your wish come true.
Lampwick: You smoke like my grandmother.
Jiminy Cricket: As I live and breathe, a fairy. Mm-mmm!
Foulfellow: GET ME OUT OF HERE!
Jiminy Cricket: A fine conscience I turned out to be!
Jiminy Cricket: Go ahead, make a fool of yourself, then maybe you'll listen to your conscience.
Jiminy Cricket: Thank you, milady. He deserved to be a real boy. And it sure was nice of you to... Jiminy Cricket: Huh? Wha... Oh? Wha... Jiminy Cricket: Well, I'll be! Ho-ho-ho! My, my! Solid gold, too. Oh, I think it's swell.
Geppetto: Who's there? Pinocchio: It's me. Geppetto: Oh, it's me. Geppetto: Huh? Shhh! Figaro, there's somebody in here!
Pinocchio: Father, whatcha crying for? Geppetto: Because... you're dead, Pinocchio. Pinocchio: No! No, I'm not. Geppetto: Yes. Yes, you are. Now, lie down... Pinocchio: But father, I'm alive. See? Pinocchio: And... and I'm... I'm real. I'm a real boy! Geppetto: You're alive! And... and you are a real boy!
Jiminy Cricket: Hey, where ya goin'? Pinocchio: I'm going to find him! Jiminy Cricket: But Pinocch, are you crazy? Don't you realize he's in a whale? Pinocchio: I've *gotta* go to him! Jiminy Cricket: Hey, Pinocch! Wait! Listen here, son! Jiminy Cricket: But this Monstro, I've heard of him; he's a whale of a whale! Jiminy Cricket: Why, he swallows whole ships alive! Jiminy Cricket: Tie it good and tight now. And besides, it's dangerous! Why, I... Pinocchio: Good-bye, Jiminy. Jiminy Cricket: Good-bye? I may be live bait down there, but I'm with ya!
Jiminy Cricket: Now, you see, the world is full of temptations. Pinocchio: Temptations? Jiminy Cricket: Yep, temptations. They're the wrong things that seem right at the time... but... uh... even though the right things may seem wrong sometimes, or sometimes the wrong things... Jiminy Cricket: may be right at the wrong time, or visa versa. Jiminy Cricket: Understand? Pinocchio: Uh-uh. But I'm gonna do right. Jiminy Cricket: Atta boy, Pinoke! And I'm gonna help ya.
Geppetto: Oh, Pinocchio! How did you get down here? Pinocchio: I fell down. Geppetto: Oh, you did... Oh! You are talking! Pinocchio: Uh-huh. Geppetto: No! No. no, no! Pinocchio: Yes, and I can move too. Geppetto: No, no, you can't! I'm dreaming in my sleep! Oh, wake me up! Wake me up! Geppetto: Now we see who's dreaming. Go on, say something. Pinocchio: ...Gee, you're funny. Do it again! Geppetto: You *do* talk! Pinocchio: Yes! The Blue Fairy came. Geppetto: The Blue Fairy? Pinocchio: Uh-huh, and I got a conscience. Geppetto: A conscience? Pinocchio: And someday, I'm gonna be a real boy! Geppetto: A real boy! It's my wish! It's come true!
The Blue Fairy: Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine. Jiminy Cricket: Whew! What they can't do these days! Pinocchio: I can move! Pinocchio: I can talk! Pinocchio: I can walk! The Blue Fairy: Yes, Pinocchio. I've given you life. Pinocchio: Why? The Blue Fairy: Because tonight, Geppetto wished for a real boy. Pinocchio: Am I a real boy? The Blue Fairy: No, Pinocchio. To make Geppetto's wish come true will be entirely up to you. Pinocchio: Up to me? The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful and unselfish, and someday you *will* be a real boy.
Geppetto: Get out? Oh, no, no, son. I have tried every way. Why, I even built a raft. Pinocchio: A raft? That's it! We'll take the raft. And when the whale opens his mouth... Geppetto: No, no, no, no. Now listen, son. He only opens his mouth when he's eating. Then everything comes in; nothing goes out. Pinocchio: Oh. Geppetto: It's hopeless, Pinocchio. Come, we'll make a nice fire and we cook some of the fish. Pinocchio: A fire? That's it! Geppetto: Yes, and then we'll all eat again. Pinocchio: A great big fire; lots of smoke! Geppetto: Smoke? Oh, yes, sure. Smoked fish will taste good. Pinocchio: Quick, some wood! Geppetto: Pinocchio, not the chair! Pinocchio: Hurry, Father, more wood! Geppetto: But what'll we sit on? Pinocchio: We won't need it. We're getting out! Geppetto: Getting out? But how? Pinocchio: We'll make him sneeze! Geppetto: Make him sneeze? Oh, that will make him mad!
Pinocchio: Father! Jiminy Cricket: Father! Huh? He ain't *my* father. Uh, Mr. Geppetto!
Foulfellow: My boy, you are *allergic.* Pinocchio: Allergic? Foulfellow: Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island! Pinocchio: Pleasure Island? Foulfellow: Yes! Foulfellow: That happy land of carefree boys, where every day's a holiday! Pinocchio: But I can't go. I... Foulfellow: Why, of course you can go. I'm giving you my ticket. Foulfellow: Here. Pinocchio: Thanks. But I... Foulfellow: No, tut-tut-tut, I insist: your health comes first. Foulfellow: Come, the coach departs at midnight!
Jiminy Cricket: Toodle-oo, Stromboli. Pinocchio: Goodbye, Mr Stromb... Jiminy Cricket: Shhh! Quiet! Let's get out of here before something else happens.
Foulfellow: Well, well, well! Stromboli! So that old rascal's back in town, eh? Foulfellow: Remember the time I put strings on you and passed you off as a puppet? Foulfellow: We nearly put one over on that old gypsy that time.
Geppetto: Now, I've got just the name for you: Pinocchio! Do you like it, Figaro? Geppetto: No? You do, don't you, Cleo? Geppetto: Well, we'll leave it to little wooden head. You like it? Geppetto: Ha-ha, that settles it! Pinocchio it is!
Foulfellow: Well, well. Quite the scholar, I see. Look, Giddy. A man of letters. Here's your book Pinocchio: I'm going to school. Foulfellow: School. Ah, yes. Then perhaps you haven't heard of the easy road to success. Pinocchio: Uh-uh. Foulfellow: No? I'm speaking, my boy, of the theater! Here's your apple. Foulfellow: Bright lights, music, applause! Fame! Pinocchio: Fame? Foulfellow: Yes! And with that personality, that profile, that physique... why, he's a natural-born actor, eh, Giddy? Pinocchio: But I'm going... Foulfellow: ...straight to the top! Why, I can see your name in lights, lights six feet high! Uh... what is your name? Pinocchio: Pinocchio. Foulfellow: Pinocchio! P-I-N... er, U-O... Uh, er... Foulfellow: We're wasting precious time. Come. On to the theater!
Foulfellow: So, Coachman, what's your proposition? The Coachman: Well The Coachman: How would you blokes like to make some real money? Foulfellow: Well! And who do we have to... The Coachman: No, no, no... nothing like that. You see... The Coachman: I'm collecting stupid little boys. Foulfellow: Stupid little boys? The Coachman: You know... the disobedient ones that are playing hooky from school. Foulfellow: Oh... The Coachman: So you see... The Coachman: ... and I takes them to Pleasure Island. Foulfellow: Ah. Pleasure Island... Foulfellow: Pleasure Island? But the law! Suppose they... The Coachman: No, no, no, there's no risk. They never come back... as BOYS! The Coachman: Now, I've got a coach leaving at midnight. We meet at the crossroads, and no double crossing! Foulfellow: No sir... The Coachman: Scout around, and any prospects you find, bring them to me. Foulfellow: Yes, boss. The Coachman: I'll pay you well, I've got plenty of gold.
Jiminy Cricket: When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are / Anything your heart desires will come to you / If your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme / When you wish upon a star as dreamers do... Chorus: Fate is kind, / she brings to those who love / the sweet fulfillment of / their secret longing... Jiminy Cricket: Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through / When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true...
Foulfellow: Well, well, Pinocchio! What's your rush? Pinocchio: I gotta beat Jiminy home - Oh, hello. Foulfellow: Well, how's the great actor? Pinocchio: I don't want to be an actor; Stromboli was terrible! Foulfellow: He was? Pinocchio: Yes, he locked me in a bird cage. Foulfellow: He did? Pinocchio: Uh-huh, but I learned my lesson, I'm going... Foulfellow: Oh, you poor, poor boy, you must be a nervous wreck. That's it! You are a nervous wreck. Ahem, we must diagnose this case at once, ahem. Quick, Doctor, your notebook. Foulfellow: Bless my soul! Hmm... mm-hmm... My my. Just as I thought: A slight touch of monetary complications with bucolic semi-lunar contraptions of the flying trapezius. Mm-hmm. Say "hippopotamus". Pinocchio: Hi-ho-ha-amus. Foulfellow: I knew it! Compound transmission of the pandemonium with percussion of spasmodic frantic disintegration. Close your eyes! What do you see? Pinocchio: Nothing. Foulfellow: Open them! Now what do you see? Pinocchio: Spots. Foulfellow: Aha! Now, that heart. Oh, my goodness! Foulfellow: Palpitating syncopation of the killer diller with a wicky-wacky stamping of the floyjoy. Quick, Doctor, that report. Ohh, this makes it perfectly clear. My boy, you are allergic. Pinocchio: Allergic? Foulfellow: Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island.
Pinocchio: Don't hurt him, Jiminy. He's my best friend. Jiminy Cricket: Your *best friend*? And what am *I*? Just your conscience? Okay! That settles it!
Lampwick: Huh! To hear that beetle talk you'd think somethin' was gonna happen to us. Lampwick: Conscience! Aw, phooey! Lampwick: Wheres he get that stuff? "How do you ever expect to be a real boy?" What's he think I look like? Lampwick: A jackass? Pinocchio: You sure do! Ha-ha, Hee-haw! Lampwick: Hey, you laugh like a donkey. Ha-ha Hee-haw! Lampwick: Did that come outta me? Lampwick: Oh! Lampwick: Huh? What the... Lampwick: What's going on? Lampwick: AAAAHH! I've been double-crossed! Help! Help! Somebody, help! I've been framed! Help! Lampwick: Please, you gotta help me. Be a pal! Call that beetle. Call anybody! Lampwick: Mama! Maaaaaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaa! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
The Blue Fairy: Pinocchio, why didn't you go to school? Jiminy Cricket: Go ahead. Tell her. Pinocchio: I was going to school 'til I met somebody. The Blue Fairy: Met somebody? Pinocchio: Yeah, two big monsters, with big green eyes! Pinocchio: Why, I... The Blue Fairy: Monsters? Weren't you afraid? Pinocchio: No, ma'am, but they tied me in a big sack. The Blue Fairy: You don't say? And where was Sir Jiminy? Pinocchio: Huh? Oh, Jiminy? Jiminy Cricket: Psst! Leave me out of this. Pinocchio: They put him in a little sack. The Blue Fairy: No! Pinocchio: Yeah! The Blue Fairy: How did you escape? Pinocchio: I didn't - they chopped me into firewood! Pinocchio: Oh, look! My nose! What's happened? The Blue Fairy: Perhaps you haven't been telling the truth, Pinocchio. Jiminy Cricket: Perhaps? Pinocchio: Oh, but I have! Every single word!
Jiminy Cricket: Ha, ha, ha! Go on, laugh! Make a jackass out of yourself!
Lampwick: You smoke like me grandmother!
Jiminy Cricket: Go ahead. Make a fool of yourself! Then maybe you'll listen to your conscience.
Pinocchio: Oh, don't hurt him, Jiminy. He's my best friend. Jiminy Cricket: Why, I'll... Your *best friend*? And what am *I*? Just your conscience! Okay! That settles it!
