Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Precisely at sunset.

Figaro, look at Pinocchio there in the moonlight.

Shall we all turn tail and go running back to Mommy and Daddy?

The love makes troubles far!

I carved you out of wood.

-Holy moly. You can walk. -"Holy moly. You can walk."

Hey, I like these guys.

Come on, Cleo, Figaro. But...

-(CLOCKS RINGING) -It's 5:00. 5:00.

"For now, my dear Pinocchio The time has come for me to go"

Monstro! It's Monstro!! IT'S MONSTRO!!!

School is for children un uniform.

Oh, Pinocchio, you honestly did try with all your heart

I'll come straight home right after school.

because Pleasure Island

I made you out of pine.

We need a simple, strong stage name.

and I guess it's the best he could do with the tools he's got.

No time to explain charcuterie, pal.

-Get you home by the stroke of 3:17. -Okay, Jiminy.

-(SQUEALS) -(BABY CRIES)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

-(LAUGHING) -(MEOWING)

(TICKING SLOWS DOWN)

Any real kid would love to smash those clocks.

-Did you hear something, Figaro? -(MEOWING)

But we will make do. It is a bit humid, though, isn't it?

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

They're all losers anyway. Four in the corner.

Not-a ridiculousness puppets-a, puppets belong in a puppet show.

It's not my fought. I never wanted to be famous.

Oh, I just hit my boy of wood with a piece of wood.

Please sell me the cuckoo clock

And then we're going to start our own show.

I sure am. And let me tell you, it's no easy job.

(SINGING) Talking all this nonsense About a so-called conscience

All right. I heard something, too. And now that you can talk...

it makes his father proud.

Leave me alone.

That is the sun, my son.

And I'm here to tell you one humdinger of a tale.

And I love you so very much.

Henceforth, you are the high keeper of the knowledge of right and wrong,

(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)

When we get to the next village, we puppets and puppeteers

Starving to death in a pickle jar. No, sirree. I thought I'd live to be 103.

I don't want to be a real boy.

Can't Handle Word: Mama! Mama!

You can tear the place apart and nobody says a word.

Shut my mouth. You can talk.

Could you do me a giant favor and airlift me to the school?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Like a bolt out of the blue

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

-Where I can find you. Always. -Oh, no.

A conscience is that still small voice that most people refuse to listen to.

(YELLS AND SPLUTTERS)

I danced in a puppet show and made lots of money.

Well, it's very fortunate that you're coming with us,

(MYSTICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

-Say, what is your name? -Pinocchio.

Start with the tango and then the salsa

-Ms. Blue Fairy, am I real? -Yes, Pinocchio, you're real, all right.

(THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Let's get something straight here, Mr. Cricket.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Huh? Me? No, I'm not a conscience.

GEPPETTO: That clock is not for sale, as I have told you many times.

It's like I've dropped into H-E-double hockey sticks.

How do I say this?

I hope I'm wrong, but that sure looks like Stromboli's to me.

until everybody knows about you?

(HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, give me that root beer! (LAUGHS)

GEPPETTO: Pinocchio!

First real day on the job and I'm already late!

Geppetto. It's Geppetto!

A wise decision

I'll take care of you

You're handsome human !

-and passed you off as a puppet? -(FLY BUZZING)

-Really? -Oh, of course he will.