The Blue Fairy: Now, remember, Pinocchio, be a good boy. And always let your conscience be your guide.
The Blue Fairy: A lie keeps growing and growing until it`s as plain as the nose on your face.
Jiminy Cricket: What does an actor want with a conscience anyway?
The Coachman: And what might your name be?
The Coachman: So you can talk?
Alexander: Yes, sir. I wanna go home to my mama!
The Coachman: Take him back! He can still talk!
Alexander: Please, please, I don`t wanna be a donkey! Let me outta here!
The Coachman: (cracks his whip) Quiet! You boys have had your fun. Now pay for it!
Jiminy Cricket: Toodle-oo, Stromboli.
Pinocchio: (yelling) Goodbye, Mr Stromb...
Jiminy Cricket: Shhh! Quiet! Let`s get out of here before something else happens.
Lampwick: (picks up Jiminy) Hey, who`s the beetle?
Jiminy Cricket: Let go! Put me down!
Pinocchio: He`s my conscience. He tells me what`s right and wrong.
Lampwick: What? You mean to tell me you take orders from a grasshopper?
Jiminy Cricket: "Grasshopper"? Look here, you... you impudent young pup! It wouldn`t hurt you to take orders from your grasshop... er, your conscience, if you have one!
Jiminy Cricket: You buttered your bread. Now sleep in it!
The Coachman: Give a bad boy enough rope, and he`ll soon make a jackass of himself.
Foulfellow: (singing) 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!
The Blue Fairy: Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.
Geppetto: Who`s there?
Pinocchio: It`s me.
Geppetto: (relieved) Oh. It`s me.
The Blue Fairy: A boy who won`t be good, might just as well be made of wood.
Pinocchio: (has just reunited with Gepetto) Hey, Father! Father!
Geppetto: Don`t bother me now, Pinocchio! What? Pinocchio?
Pinocchio: Father, whatcha crying for?
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!
Geppetto: You`re alive! And... and you are a real boy!
Lampwick: Huh! To hear that beetle talk you`d think somethin` was gonna happen to us.
(Donkey ears pop out of Lampwick`s head; Pinocchio`s eyes widen)
Lampwick: Conscience! Aw, phooey!
(a tail pops out of the seat of Lampwick`s pants; Pinocchio puts down the cigar he has been smoking)
Lampwick: Wheres he get that stuff? "How do you ever expect to be a real boy?" What`s he think I look like?
(Now his head is that of a donkey)
Lampwick: A jackass?
Pinocchio: You sure do! Ha-ha, Hee-haw!
Lampwick: Hey, you laugh like a donkey. Ha-ha Hee-haw!
Lampwick: Did that come outta me?
(Lampwick starts feeling his face and notices the changes)
(He raises his arms a little higher and notices his ears)
Lampwick: Huh? What the...
(noticing his tail)
Lampwick: What`s going on?
(He looks in the mirror and sees that he is turning into a donkey)
Lampwick: Aaaahh! I`ve been double-crossed! Help! Help! Somebody, help! I`ve been framed! Help!
(Gets down on his knees and begs Pinocchio for help)
Lampwick: Please, you gotta help me. Be a pal! Call that beetle. Call anybody!
(Lampwick`s hands turn into hooves)
Lampwick: Mama! Maaaaaaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaa! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
The Blue Fairy: Pinocchio, why didn`t you go to school?
Pinocchio: School? Well, I...
(Looks up at Jiminy)
Jiminy Cricket: Go ahead, tell her.
Pinocchio: I was going to school, `till I met somebody.
The Blue Fairy: Met somebody?
Pinocchio: Yeah, two big monsters, with big green eyes.
(Pinochio`s nose grows a little)
Pinocchio: Why, I...
The Blue Fairy: Monsters? Weren`t you afraid?
Pinocchio: No, Ma`am, but they tied me in a big sack.
(His nose grows a little more, sprouts leaves)
The Blue Fairy: You don`t say? And where was Sir Jiminy?
Pinocchio: Huh? Oh, Jiminy?
Jiminy Cricket: (Jumps in front of Pinocchio) Pst! Leave me out of this.
Pinocchio: They put him in a little sack.
(His nose grows even more, taking Jiminy along with it)
The Blue Fairy: No!
(the nose sprouts flowers)
The Blue Fairy: How did you escape?
Pinocchio: I didn`t. They chopped me into fire wood!
(His nose grows again, this time sprouting a nest with baby birds inside)
Pinocchio: Oh, look! My nose! What`s happened?
The Blue Fairy: Perhaps you haven`t been telling the truth, Pinocchio.
Jiminy Cricket: Perhaps?
Pinocchio: Oh, but I have! Every single word!
(the branch on the nose whithers, and the birds fly away, whistling)
Pinocchio: I`d rather be smart than be an actor.
Lampwick: You smoke like my grandmother.
(trying to unlock the cage lock to Stromboli`s cage so Pinocchio can get out)
Jiminy Cricket: Needs a little oil.
("Needs a little oil" echoes through the lock)
Jiminy Cricket: That`s what I said.
Jiminy Cricket: A fine conscience I turned out to be!
(Inside Monstro the whale, Geppetto and Pinocchio are discussing how to escape)
Geppetto: Get out? Oh, no, no, son. I have tried every way. Why, I even built a raft.
Pinocchio: (noticing the raft) A raft? That`s it! We`ll take the raft. And when the whale opens his mouth...
Geppetto: No, no, no, no. Now, listen, son. He only opens his mouth when he`s eating. Then everything comes in; nothing goes out.
Geppetto: Yes, it`s hopeless, Pinocchio. Come, we`ll make a nice fire and we cook some of the fish.
Pinocchio: A fire? That`s it!
Geppetto: Yes, and then we`ll all eat again.
Pinocchio: A great big fire; lots of smoke!
Geppetto: Smoke? Oh, yes, sure. Smoked fish will taste good.
Pinocchio: Quick, some wood!
(Pinocchio grabs some pieces of wood and a wooden chair and places the wood in Geppetto`s arms)
Geppetto: Pinocchio, not the chair!
Pinocchio: Hurry, Father, more wood!
(Pinocchio smashes the chair over a wooden barrel while Geppetto adds the wood pieces in his arms)
Geppetto: But what`ll we sit on?
Pinocchio: We won`t need it. We`re getting out!
(Pinocchio grabs a lit lantern and smashes it over the pile of wood, causing a fire to start. Pinocchio then adds a blanket to create smoke. Pinocchio promptly starts blowing and fanning on the smoke to force it up. The smoke curls upward towards the top of Monstro)
Geppetto: Getting out? But how?
Pinocchio: We`ll make him sneeze!
Geppetto: Make him sneeze? Oh, that will make him mad!
(Jiminy arrives at the billiard hall on Pleasure Island and is shocked to see Pinocchio there smoking and playing pool)
Jiminy Cricket: (shouting) Pinocchio! So, this is where I find you! How do you ever expect to be a real boy? Look at yourself. Smoking! Playing pool!
(Jiminy angrily kicks a billiard ball next to him, only to hurt his foot. He hops around, clutching his foot and yelling out in pain)
Jiminy Cricket: Oww! You`re comin` right home with me, this minute!
Jiminy Cricket: (to Pinocchio) Remember what I said about temptations?
(points to Honest John)
Jiminy Cricket: That`s him.
Pinocchio: Oh, no, Jiminy. That`s Mr. Honest John.
Jiminy Cricket: (shocked) Honest John?
(Having been ditched by Pinocchio, Jiminy Cricket starts to leave Pleausre Island)
Jiminy Cricket: Lampwick, hmph! Lampwick! Burns me up after all I tried to do for him. Who`s his conscience, anyway? Me or that hoodlum Lampwick? Well, I`ve had enough of this. I`m takin` the next boat outta here.
Foulfellow: (seeing a poster for Stromboli`s puppet show) Well, well, well! Stromboli! So that old rascal`s back in town, eh?
Foulfellow: Remember the time I put strings on you and passed you off as a puppet?
Foulfellow: We nearly put one over on that old gypsy that time.
Stromboli: (shuts Pinocchio up in a cage) There! This will be your home, where I can find you always!
Pinocchio: No, no, no!
Stromboli: Yes, yes, yes! To me, you are a belonging. We will tour the world: Paris, London, Monte Carlo, Constantinopolee.
Pinocchio: No, no!
Stromboli: (bangs his fist on the table) YES! We start TONIGHT!
(stuffs money into a bag)
Stromboli: You will make lots of money,
(stuffs the bag into his cummerbund)
Stromboli: for me!
(picks up a hatchet)
Stromboli: And when you are growing too old, you will make good firewood!
(throws the hatchet into a stack of firewood which also contains a worn-out puppet)
Stromboli: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Pinocchio: Let me out of here! I`m gonna get out! You can`t keep me...
Stromboli: QUIET! Shut up! Before I knock you silly! Good night,
(blows a kiss)
Stromboli: my little wooden gold mine! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Geppetto: Now close your eyes and go to sleep.
Geppetto: Everybody has to sleep. Figaro goes to sleep, and Cleo, and besides, tomorrow, you`ve got to go to school.
Geppetto: Oh, to learn things, and get smart.
Geppetto: (starts to fall asleep) Because.
The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday, you will be a real boy.
The Blue Fairy: Would you like to be Pinocchio`s conscience?
Jiminy Cricket: (Blushing) Well, uh, I... Uh-huh.
The Blue Fairy: Very well. What is your name?
Jiminy Cricket: (tipping his hat) Oh, Cricket`s the name. *Jiminy* Cricket!
The Blue Fairy: Kneal, Mr. Cricket.
Jiminy Cricket: Huh?
Jiminy Cricket: No tricks now.
(the fairy taps Jiminy with her wand; his rags turn into fine clothes)
The Blue Fairy: I dub you Pinocchio`s conscience, lord high keeper of the knowledge of right and wrong, counselor in moments of high temptation, and guide along the straight and narrow path. Arise, Sir Jiminy Cricket.
Jiminy Cricket: (Admiring his new clothes) Well! Ho-ho-ho! My, my! Mmm! Say, that`s pretty swell! Gee, thanks. But, uh, don`t I get a badge or something?
The Blue Fairy: Well, we`ll see.
Jiminy Cricket: You mean maybe I will?
The Blue Fairy: I shouldn`t wonder.
Jiminy Cricket: Make it a gold one?
The Blue Fairy: Maybe.
(Pinocchio, having heard that Geppetto is alive after being swallowed by Monstro, makes the bold decision to save him. So he 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 Pinocchio) Hey, Pinocch! Wait! Listen here, son!
(But Pinocchio doesn`t stop; he 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!
(He then helps 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!
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.
Foulfellow: (he and Gideon have "diagnosed" Pinocchio) My boy, you are *allergic*.
Foulfellow: Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island!
Pinocchio: Pleasure Island?
(Foulfellow and Gideon dance about)
Foulfellow: That happy land of carefree boys, where everyday`s a holiday!
Pinocchio: (leaving) But I can`t go. I...
Foulfellow: (he and Gideon stop him) Why, of course you can go. I`m giving you my ticket.
(he produces an ace of spades card in his hand and gives it to Pinocchio)
Pinocchio: Thanks. But I...
Foulfellow: No, tut-tut-tut, I insist; your health comes first.
(he and Gideon grab Pinocchio and escort him away)
Foulfellow: Come, the coach departs at midnight!
(Foulfellow sings the "Pleasure Island" rendition of "Hi-Diddle-Dee-Dee" as they escort Pinocchio away)
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 are conscience?
Jiminy Cricket: What are 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?
Geppetto: Now, I`ve got just the name for you: Pinocchio! Do you like it, Figaro?
(Figaro shakes his head)
Geppetto: No? You do, don`t you, Cleo?
(Cleo shakes her head)
Geppetto: Well, we`ll leave it to little wooden head. You like it?
(pulls on string to make Pinocchio`s head nod "yes")
Geppetto: Ha-ha, that settles it! Pinocchio it is!
Jiminy Cricket: (seeing Pinocchio for the first time) Good piece of wood, too.
Geppetto: Oh, Pinocchio! How did you get down here?
Pinocchio: I fell down.
Geppetto: Oh, you did... Oh! You are talking!
Geppetto: No! No no no!
Pinocchio: Yes, and I can move too.
Geppetto: No, no, you can`t! I`m dreaming in my sleep! Oh, wake me up! Wake me up!
(pours a pitcher of water over his head)
Geppetto: Now we see who`s dreaming. Go on, say something.
Pinocchio: Gee, you`re funny. Do it again!
Jiminy Cricket: All right then, here`s what we`ll tell `em. You can`t go to the theater, say "thank you just the same, you`re sorry, but you`ve got to go to school."
Foulfellow: Pinocchio! Oh, Pinocchio! Woo-hoo!
Jiminy Cricket: Here they come, Pinoke. Now, you tell `em.
Foulfellow: Woo hoo! Oh, little boy! Ah, there you are. Where were we? Ah, yes. On to the theater!
Pinocchio: Good bye, Jiminy! Good bye!
Jiminy Cricket: Good bye? Huh? Good bye?
(Sees Pinocchio going off with Foulfellow and Gideon)
Jiminy Cricket: Hey, Pinoke! You can`t go!... There he goes. What`ll I do? I`ll run and tell his father. No, that`d be snitching. I`ll go after him myself.
Foulfellow: (Picks up Pinocchio`s schoolbook and apple, which he eats) Well, well. Quite the scholar, I see. Look, Giddy. A man of letters. Here`s your book
(hands book to Pinocchio)
Pinocchio: I`m going to school.
Foulfellow: School. Ah, yes. Then perhaps you haven`t heard of the easy road to success.
Foulfellow: No? I`m speaking, my boy, of the theater! Here`s your apple.
(Hands Pinocchio the apple, eaten down to the core)
Foulfellow: Bright lights, music, applause! Fame!
(Wiggles eyebrows too)
Foulfellow: Yes! And with that personality, that profile, that physique... why, he`s a natural-born actor, eh, Giddy?
Pinocchio: But I`m going...
Foulfellow: ...straight to the top! Why, I can see your name in lights, lights six feet high! Uh... what is your name?
Foulfellow: Pinocchio! P-I-N... er, U-O... Uh, er...
Foulfellow: We`re wasting precious time. Come. On to the theater!
Pinocchio: I can move.
(Covers his mouth in astonishment)
Pinocchio: I can talk!
Pinocchio: I can walk!
(Stumbles and falls)
The Blue Fairy: Yes, Pinocchio, I`ve given you life.
The Blue Fairy: Because tonight, Gepetto wished for a real boy.
Pinocchio: Am I a real boy?
The Blue Fairy: No, Pinocchio. To make Gepetto`s wish come true will be entirely up to you.
Pinocchio: Up to me?
The Blue Fairy: Prove yourself brave, truthful and unselfish, and someday you will be a real boy.
Pinocchio: A real boy!
Jiminy Cricket: That won`t be easy.
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.
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.
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)
Jiminy Cricket: Now, you see, the world is full of temptations.
Jiminy Cricket: Yep, temptations. They`re the wrong things that seem right at the time... but... uh... even though the right things may seem wrong sometimes, or sometimes the wrong things,
Jiminy Cricket: may be right at the wrong time, or visa versa.
Jiminy Cricket: (clears throat) Understand?
Pinocchio: (shakes his head) Uh-uh. But I`m gonna do right.
Jiminy Cricket: Atta boy, Pinoke! And I`m gonna help ya.