Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Introducing the eighth wonder of the world,
The game is on Don't drop the ball
What about you? Cleo, did you hear anything?
Figaro, yes. It's been so long, I nearly forgot it.
All I have to do is, uh... A bunch of stuff.
JIMINY: So in the end,
Everybody knows psyching out your opponent is a great strategy.
they like to pressure...
Jiminy? Where'd he go? (SCREAMING)
-(GROANING) -Hey, Pinoke. Drop the mallet.
Pinocchio, look at me. You can trust me.
(SINGING) Fate is kind
The sweet fulfillment of
What do you think happened to him?
(GURGLES)
But there's more. We would be honored if you would consider joining our show.
(NOSE SQUEAKS)
You're not really real, are you?
Good night, Cleo, ah, my little water baby. (CHUCKLES)
Pinocchio, Pinocchio My dear son made of wood
(CHOMPS)
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
GEPPETTO: Oh, oh, oh. Whoa.
I-I-I-I punished them!
(DOOR CLOSES)
BOY 7: I know! Look at all that root beer!
(GRUNTING)
No, no!
(MUFFLED) Yep, yep, yep.
You're a real person, and the only real person I can believe is my father.
PINOCCHIO: Yes.
Oh, well, Geppetto, I'm sorry to disturb you.
Well, we've got to get going.
I'm scared Hey mullet head let us out Aw don't worry girls I've prepared a front row seat for you
Jew? No, he's talkin' bout fuck! You can't say fuck in school you fuckin' fathead!
Do you want to make your father proud or not?
-My clocks are my most special creations. -(FIGARO MEOWS)
Bollocks. Wooden donkey would have been worth a bleeding fortune.
They lump me in with wasps, cockroaches and termites.
Cricket's the name. Jiminy Cricket, to be precise.
(SIGHS)
Oh. (SPLUTTERS) But never as much as she loved you, my dear boy.
That's right, kiddo.
I-I-i-I- i punished them!
Hey. (SCREAMS) No!
I'm scared Hey mullet head let us out Aw don't worry girls I've prepared a front row seat for you
Funny Word: Who do I look like to you a Jackass?
-Nobody in my show performs for free. -(GASPS)
Locked solid. Well, Pinoke, I guess this isn't what you signed up for
-(DONKEY BRAYING) -(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(LAUGHS) You sure are...
(JIMINY SCREAMING)
Jiminy, guess what? I don't need to go to school.
-(CLINKS) -Whoa!
(JIMINY YELLING)
-(MEOWS) -Yes.
(SCREAMING)
LAMPWICK: (CHUCKLING) Whoa!
(GRUNTS)
No. Why? Because he likes you!
-Uh, temporary conscience. -Sure. Temporary conscience.
(GRUNTS) And that is the entire problem with the world today.
(AUDIENCE CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY)
(GEPPETTO GRUNTS)
To make me fret, or make me frown
(CLOCKS TICKING)
(SIGHS)
Father! Father!
-What in Sam Hill do we pay taxes for? -What are taxes?
(DONKEYS BRAYING)
BOY 3: Look! Free root beer! BOY 4: Root beer!
Yes, yes. That is a good little boat.
Slab Oakley. Chad Log. (GASPS)
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
It's a miracle. Look at this. You see, Cleo?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(MEOWING)
You're not gonna need that anymore
This town can be very confusing.
(SOMBER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
One of Stromboli's last-minute brainstorms. See? Slip knots.
(ALL LAUGHING AND APPLAUDING)
Because I'm the narrator telling this story post facto.
I wasn't even angry anymore! WAH-HA-HO HO HO! I was supposed to be a real-a-boy la la worry and we are! Oh, never mind. You'd throw our perfect dream away.
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, there. I see him. Straight ahead. 12 o'clock.
You became famous?
(WHIMPERING)
(STROMBOLI LAUGHING)
(TICKING)