Pinocchio
Pinocchio

The Blue Fairy: A lie keeps growing and growing until it's as plain as the nose on your face.

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Pinocchio

The Blue Fairy: You must learn to choose between right and wrong.
Pinocchio: Right and wrong? But how will I know?
Jiminy Cricket: [watching] How'll he know!
The Blue Fairy: [to Pinocchio] Your conscience will tell you.
Pinocchio: What's a conscience?
Jiminy

Cricket: What's a conscience! I'll tell ya! A conscience is that still small voice that people won't listen to. That's just the trouble with the world today...
Pinocchio: Are you my conscience?
Jiminy Cricket: Who, me?

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Pinocchio

Jiminy Cricket: Well... guess he won't need me anymore. What does an actor want with a conscience, anyway?

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Pinocchio

The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.

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The Blue Fairy: Now, remember, Pinocchio: be a good boy. And always let your conscience be your guide.

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Geppetto: Say hello to Figaro.
Pinocchio: Hello to Figaro.

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The Coachman: Give a bad boy enough rope, and he'll soon make a jackass of himself.

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The Coachman: How would you blokes like to make some real money?
[Lays a large bag of money on the table]
Foulfellow: Well! And who do we have to, eh...
[Makes throat-slashing motion]
The Coachman: No, no. Nothing like that. You see...
[Looks around to see if anyone is listening; Foulfellow does the same]

The Coachman: I'm collecting stupid little boys.
Foulfellow: Stupid little boys?
The Coachman: You know, the disobedient ones who play hooky from school.
Foulfellow: Ohh!
The Coachman: And you see...
[Whispers in Foulfellow's ear; Gideon puts his ear to Foulfellow's other ear so

he can listen as well]
The Coachman: And I takes 'em to Pleasure Island.
Foulfellow: [nods in agreement] Ah, Pleasure Island.
[suddenly shocked]
Foulfellow: Pleasure Island? But the law! Suppose they...
The Coachman: No, no. There is no risk. They never come back... as BOYS!
[leans in

close to camera and smiles wickedly]

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Pinocchio

Jiminy Cricket: You buttered your bread. Now sleep in it!

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Pinocchio

Pinocchio: Father, whatcha crying for?
[Geppetto hears him, but his mind doesn't get the message]
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?
[Looks at

himself]
Pinocchio: And... and I'm... I'm real. I'm a real boy!
[THAT makes Geppetto look up]
Geppetto: You're alive! And... and you are a real boy!

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[first lines]
Jiminy Cricket: [after singing "When You Wish Upon a Star"] Pretty, huh? I'll bet a lot of you folks don't believe that, about a wish comin' true, do ya? Well, I didn't, either. Of course, I'm just a cricket singing my way from hearth to hearth, but let me tell you what made me change my mind.

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Pinocchio

The Blue Fairy: Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.

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Pinocchio

Pinocchio: I'd rather be smart than be an actor.

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Jiminy Cricket: [pointing to Honest John] Remember what I said about temptations? That's him.
Pinocchio: Oh, no, Jiminy. That's Mr. Honest John.
Jiminy Cricket: [shocked] Honest John?

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Geppetto: [waking up to a loud crashing noise] Who's there?
Pinocchio: It's me.
Geppetto: [relieved] Oh, it's me.
[starts to lie back down, then suddenly sits up boltright]
Geppetto: Huh? Shhh! Figaro, there's somebody in here!

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Pinocchio

[Pinocchio, having heard that Geppetto is alive after being swallowed by Monstro, makes the bold decision to save him and takes off]
Jiminy Cricket: Hey, where ya goin'?
Pinocchio: I'm going to find him!
Jiminy Cricket: [following after Pinocchio] But Pinocch, are you crazy? Don't you realize he's in a whale?

Pinocchio: I've *gotta* go to him!
Jiminy Cricket: [following after] Hey, Pinocch! Wait! Listen here, son!
[Pinocchio just keeps going straight to a high cliff overlooking the ocean, Jiminy following all the way]
Jiminy Cricket: But this Monstro, I've heard of him; he's a whale of a whale!
[Pinocchio starts tying a rock

to his donkey tail]
Jiminy Cricket: Why, he swallows whole ships alive!
[Hhelps tie Pinocchio's tail to the rock completely]
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!

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[last lines]
Jiminy Cricket: [to the night sky] Thank you, milady. He deserved to be a real boy. And it sure was nice of you to...
[suddenly the whole area turns bright]
Jiminy Cricket: Huh? Wha... Oh? Wha...
[suddenly a big gold conscience badge appears on his shirt]
Jiminy Cricket: Well, I'll be! Ho-ho-ho! My,

my! Solid gold, too. Oh, I think it's swell.
[he flashes the badge to the sky]

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Jiminy Cricket: [frustrated by the clocks ticking and Geppetto's and Figaro's snoring while trying to get to sleep] QUIET!
[the noise stops]
Jiminy Cricket: After all, enough is enough.

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[repeated line]
Jiminy Cricket: A fine conscience I turned out to be!

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Foulfellow: So, Coachman, what's your proposition?
The Coachman: How would you blokes like to make some real money?
[pulls out a big bag of gold pieces, which he drops on the table with a loud clank]
Foulfellow: [his eyes widen] Well! And who do we have to...
[makes a throat slashing gesture]
The

Coachman: No, no, no... nothing like that. You see...
[moves his eyes slowly left and right with Foulfellow briefly following suit, then leans in with a slight whisper]
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...
[leans in and whispers into Foulfellow's ear indistinctly for a while, his sidekick listens in through his opposite ear, then cleans it out with his finger so he can hear it better]
The Coachman: ... and I takes them to Pleasure Island.

Foulfellow: Ah. Pleasure Island...
[suddenly has a look of horror]
Foulfellow: Pleasure Island? But the law! Suppose they...
The Coachman: No, no, no, there's no risk. They never come back... as BOYS!
[his face morphs to a devil like appearance as he makes an evil grin. Foulfellow and his sidekick sweat a little as he

laughs maniacally, then grabs him by the collar and holds him close]
The Coachman: Now, I've got a coach leaving the crossroads by midnight, see me there. And no double crossing!
Foulfellow: No sir...
The Coachman: Any prospects you find, bring them to me.
Foulfellow: Yes sir.
The

Coachman: I'll pay you well, I've got plenty of gold.