Pinocchio Page #2

Right!

Take the straight and narrow

path and if you start to slide

Give a little whistle

Give a little whistle

And always let your

conscience be your guide

Take the straight and narrow

path and if you start to slide

Give a little whistle

Yoo-hoo!

Give a little whistle

Whoo-hoo!

And always let your

conscience be your guide

And always let your

conscience be your guide

Look out, Pinoke!

- Who is there?

- It's me!

Oh, it's me.

Shh, Figaro.

There's somebody in here.

Shh!

Be careful now, Figaro.

He might spring out

on us at any time.

He's in here somewhere.

Here I am!

Oh... Pinocchio.

How did you get down here?

- I fell down.

- Oh, you did.

- Ohh! You're talking!

- Uh-huh.

- N-N-N-No!

- Yes, and I can move too!

No, n-no, you, you can't--

I-I'm dreaming in my sleep.

W-W-Wake me up. Wake me up!

Now we see who is dreaming.

Go on. Say something.

Gee, you're funny.

Do it again!

- You do talk!

- Yes, the Blue Fairy came--

- The Blue Fairy?

- Uh-huh.

- And I got a conscience.

- A conscience!

And someday I'm gonna

be a real boy!

A real boy! It is my wish.

It's come true!

Figaro, look!

He-- He's alive. He can talk!

- Let's say hello to Figaro.

- Hello to Figaro.

Ohh. Oh, Cleo, I almost forgot.

Look! It's Pinocchio!

She's my little water baby.

Isn't she cute?

Yeah, cute.

This calls for a celebration.

Music!

You start one, Pinocchio.

Oh, boy. A party!

Mind if I cut in?

How about sitting out

the next one, babe, huh?

Whoop! Hey, whoa, let me out!

Let me out!

Come, Cleo, join the party.

Dance!

Ooh, nice.

Gathering toys

For my little boy

- Look! Pretty!

- Oh!

Help!

Wh-Wh-Wh-Where's the bucket?

Help! Water! Where's the water?

Here it is! I got it!

Here's water! Here's some water!

Help! Where's water?

That was close.

Maybe we'd better go to bed...

before something else happens.

Little man, you've had

a busy night.

Now, close your eyes

and go to sleep.

Why?

Oh, everybody has to sleep.

Figaro goes to sleep...

and Cleo...

and, and besides, tomorrow

you've got to go to school.

Why?

Oh, to learn things and--

and get smart.

Why?

- Because.

- Oh.

- Oh, look, Father! Look!

- Now, wait. Stand still now.

- What are those?

- Huh? Oh, those.

They are your schoolmates.

Girls and boys.

Uh, no-now, get in--

- Real boys?

- Yes.

But hurry now.

Oh, oh, wai-wai-wait! Wait. Eh--

Here's an apple for your

teacher. Now turn around...

and let me look you over.

Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah.

Here. Run along now.

Fig, wait!

Come back here, Figaro.

School is not for you.

- Goodbye, Father.

- Goodbye, son. Hurry back.

Ah, Gideon, listen.

The merry laughter...

of little innocent children

wending their way to school.

Thirsty little minds rushing

to the fountain of knowledge.

School, a noble institution.

What would this stupid

world be without--

Well, well, well!

Stromboli! So that old rascal's

back in town, eh?

Remember, Gideon, the time

I tied strings on you...

and passed you off

as a puppet?

We nearly put one over on

that old gypsy that time.

A little wooden boy.

Now, who'd have-- A wooden boy!

Look, Giddy, look! It's amazing.

A live puppet without strings.

A thing like that ought to be

worth a fortune to someone.

Now let me see.

That's it! Stromboli!

Why, that fat old faker

would give his-- Listen.

If we play our cards right,

we'll be on Easy Street,

or my name isn't Honest John.

Quick, we'll head him off.

Shh! Now's our--

No, no, stupid.

Don't be crude.

Let me handle this.

Here he comes.

Ah, yes, Skinny, as I was saying

to the Duchess only yesterday--

Oh! Oh, how clumsy of me.

Oh, my, my, my, my.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

Oh, I do hope

you're not injured.

- I'm all right.

- Oh, splendid.

Well, well, hmm.

Quite a scholar, I see.

Look, Giddy, a man of letters.

- Here's your book.

- I'm going to school.

School. Ah, yes.

Then you haven't heard of

the easy road to success.

- Uh-uh.

- No?

I'm speaking, my boy,

of the theatre.

Here's your apple.

Bright lights, music,

applause, fame!

- Fame?

- Yes!

And with that personality,

that profile, that physique,

why, he's a natural born

actor, eh, Giddy?

- But I'm going--

- Straight to the top.

Why, I can see your name

in lights, lights six feet high.

- Uh-- What is your name?

- Pinocchio.

Pinocchio! P-I-N-- Eh, uh--

U-O-- Eh, P-I-- Eh--

We're wasting precious time.

Come, on to the theatre.

Hi diddle dee dee

An actor's life for me

A high silk hat

and a silver cane

A watch of gold

with a diamond chain

Hi diddle dee day

An actor's life is gay

It's great to be a celebrity

An actor's life for me

Hi diddle dee dum

An actor's life is fun

Whew! Fine conscience

I turned out to be.

Late the first day. Oh, well,

he can't get in much trouble...

between here and school.

- Oh, boy, a parade!

- An actor's life for me

Hi diddle dee dee

An actor's life for me

- Huh?

- A waxed mustache

and a beaver coat

- A pony cart and a billy goat

Hi diddle dee dum

- Why, it's-- it's Pinoke. Hey!

- An actor's life is fun

- Where you goin'?

You wear your hair

in a pompadour

- You ride around in

a coach and four

- Wait!

- You stop and buy out

a candy store

- Halt!

- An actor's life for me

- Hold on there! Pinoke!

Hi diddle dee dee

An actor's life for me

- With clothes that come

from the finest shops

- Hey, Pinoke.

- And lots of peanuts

and soda pop, Hi--

- Hey!

- What was that?

- Oh, it's Jiminy!

- Whatcha doin' up there?

- Huh? Who?

Wha-Wha-Wha-What? Wha--

Who? Jiminy? Up where?

Shh!

Why, my boy, huh, you

must be seeing things.

Oh, no, that's

my conscience. He--

Now, now, now.Just calm down.

Why, there's nothing

up there to be afraid of.

Oh!

Psst! Pinoke!

Psst! Pinoke! Over here.

- Over here.

- Oh,Jiminy!

- I'm going to be an actor.

- All right, son,

take it easy now.

Remember what I said

about temptation?

- Uh-huh.

- Well, that's him.

Oh, no,Jiminy,

that's Mr Honest John.

Honest John?

Get this thing off.

Get me outta here!

Get me out of here!

Oh!

All right then, here's

what we'll tell 'em:

You can't go to the theatre,

say "Thank you just the same,"

you're sorry but you've

got to go to school.

- Mm-hmm.

- Pinocchio!

Oh, Pinocchio! Whoo-hoo!

Here they come, Pinoke.

Now, you tell 'em.

Whoo-hoo! Oh, little boy!

Ah, there you are!

Now, where were we? Ah,

yes, on to the theatre!

Goodbye,Jiminy! Goodbye!

- Hi diddle dee dee

An actor's life for me

- Goodbye? Huh? Goodbye?

- Hey, Pinoke, you can't--

- A high silk hat

and a silver cane

- A watch of gold

with a diamond chain

- There he goes.

- Oh, what'll I do? I'll

run and tell his father.

- Hi diddle dee day

- An actor's life is gay

- No, that'd be snitching.

I'll go after him myself.

Ladies and gentlemen,

to conclude the performance

of this great show,

Stromboli the Master Showman--

that's a-me--

and by special permission

of the management--

that's a-me too--

is presenting to you

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