Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, give me that root beer! (LAUGHS)
-(SQUEALS) -(BABY CRIES)
Not-a ridiculousness puppets-a, puppets belong in a puppet show.
I sure am. And let me tell you, it's no easy job.
(SINGING) Talking all this nonsense About a so-called conscience
(GRUNTING)
Figaro, look at Pinocchio there in the moonlight.
Please sell me the cuckoo clock
Yes. Yeah.
(THRILLING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MYSTICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
-Ms. Blue Fairy, am I real? -Yes, Pinocchio, you're real, all right.
Fate is kind
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
You're handsome human !
We need a simple, strong stage name.
(YELLS AND SPLUTTERS)
until everybody knows about you?
A wise decision
The love makes troubles far!
First real day on the job and I'm already late!
-Say, what is your name? -Pinocchio.
And your tail.
No time to explain charcuterie, pal.
Shut my mouth. You can talk.
Huh? Me? No, I'm not a conscience.
I made you out of pine.
School is for children un uniform.
Oh, Pinocchio, you honestly did try with all your heart
-(CLOCKS RINGING) -It's 5:00. 5:00.
Can't Handle Word: Mama! Mama!
All right. I heard something, too. And now that you can talk...
(MEOWING)
-Really? -Oh, of course he will.
A real boy?
(TICKING SLOWS DOWN)
It's not my fought. I never wanted to be famous.
Geppetto. It's Geppetto!
And then we're going to start our own show.
Whoa!
I'll take care of you
Come on, Cleo, Figaro. But...
I don't want to be a real boy.
I carved you out of wood.
And I love you so very much.
GEPPETTO: That clock is not for sale, as I have told you many times.
GEPPETTO: Pinocchio!
A conscience is that still small voice that most people refuse to listen to.
Could you do me a giant favor and airlift me to the school?
Starving to death in a pickle jar. No, sirree. I thought I'd live to be 103.
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Monstro! It's Monstro!! IT'S MONSTRO!!!
Mama! Mama!
Precisely at sunset.
Believe me.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Now!
Oh! Oh!
How do I say this?
(SHRIEKING)
(GRUNTS)
I danced in a puppet show and made lots of money.
-Did you hear something, Figaro? -(MEOWING)
And I'm here to tell you one humdinger of a tale.
Oh! That's...
Let's get something straight here, Mr. Cricket.
Hey, I like these guys.
Henceforth, you are the high keeper of the knowledge of right and wrong,
it makes his father proud.
-Where I can find you. Always. -Oh, no.
(CHILDREN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
(SPEAKS ITALIAN)
(SCREAMING)
(CHOMPING)
I hope I'm wrong, but that sure looks like Stromboli's to me.
(CHUCKLES)
That is the sun, my son.
(CRYING)
Well, it's very fortunate that you're coming with us,
Leave me alone.
They're all losers anyway. Four in the corner.
(GRUNTING)
When we get to the next village, we puppets and puppeteers
"For now, my dear Pinocchio The time has come for me to go"
Shall we all turn tail and go running back to Mommy and Daddy?
Start with the tango and then the salsa
-Holy moly. You can walk. -"Holy moly. You can walk."
But we will make do. It is a bit humid, though, isn't it?
Any real kid would love to smash those clocks.
You can tear the place apart and nobody says a word.
-Get you home by the stroke of 3:17. -Okay, Jiminy.
It's like I've dropped into H-E-double hockey sticks.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Yeah.
Like a bolt out of the blue
and I guess it's the best he could do with the tools he's got.
I'll come straight home right after school.
because Pleasure Island
(MEOWS)
-and passed you off as a puppet? -(FLY BUZZING)
-(LAUGHING) -(MEOWING)
(ROARING)
Oh, I just hit my boy of wood with a piece of wood.