Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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