Pinocchio (1940)
Dickie Jones: Pinocchio, Alexander
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Quotes
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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 : 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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[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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Jiminy Cricket : Now, you see, the world is full of temptations.
Pinocchio : 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...
[chuckles]
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.
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Pinocchio : I'd rather be smart than be an actor.
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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!
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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 : Now close your eyes and go to sleep.
Pinocchio : Why?
Geppetto : Everybody has to sleep. Figaro goes to sleep - and Cleo - and besides, tomorrow, you've got to go to school.
Pinocchio : Why?
Geppetto : Oh, to learn things and get smart.
Pinocchio : Why?
Geppetto : [starts to fall asleep] Because.
Pinocchio : Oh.
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Geppetto : Oh, Pinocchio! How did you get down here?
Pinocchio : I fell down.
Geppetto : Oh, you did... Oh! You are talking!
Pinocchio : Uh-huh.
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!
Geppetto : You *do* talk!
Pinocchio : Yes! The Blue Fairy came.
Geppetto : The Blue Fairy?
Pinocchio : Uh-huh, and I got a conscience.
Geppetto : A conscience?
[Jiminy proudly points to himself]
Pinocchio : And someday, I'm gonna be a real boy!
Geppetto : A real boy! It's my wish! It's come true!
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The Blue Fairy : Little puppet made of pine, awake. The gift of life is thine.
[She touches her wand to Pinocchio who wakes and begins to move]
Jiminy Cricket : Whew! What they can't do these days!
Pinocchio : I can move!
[covers his mouth]
Pinocchio : I can talk!
[stands as the Blue Fairy chuckles]
Pinocchio : I can walk!
[falls back down clumsily]
The Blue Fairy : Yes, Pinocchio. I've given you life.
Pinocchio : Why?
The Blue Fairy : Because tonight, Geppetto wished for a real boy.
Pinocchio : Am I a real boy?
The Blue Fairy : No, Pinocchio. To make Geppetto'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.
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Geppetto : [Inside Monstro the whale] Get out? Oh, no, no, son. I have tried every way. Why, I even built a raft.
Pinocchio : [noticing it] 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.
Pinocchio : Oh.
Geppetto : 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!
[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!
[smashes the chair over a wooden barrel while Geppetto adds the wood pieces]
Geppetto : But what'll we sit on?
Pinocchio : We won't need it. We're getting out!
[Grabs a lit lantern and smashes it over the pile of wood, causing a fire to start. He then adds a blanket to create smoke then promptly starts blowing and fanning on the smoke to force it up. The smoke curls upward toward 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!
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Pinocchio : [looking for Geppetto, who has been swallowed by Monstro the whale] Father!
Jiminy Cricket : Father! Huh? He ain't *my* father. Uh, Mr. Geppetto!
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Foulfellow : [he and Gideon have "diagnosed" Pinocchio's "condition"] My boy, you are *allergic.*
Pinocchio : Allergic?
Foulfellow : Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island!
Pinocchio : Pleasure Island?
Foulfellow : Yes!
[ge and Gideon dance]
Foulfellow : That happy land of carefree boys, where every day'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 and gives it to Pinocchio]
Foulfellow : Here.
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!
[he sings the Pleasure Island rendition of "Hi-Diddle-Dee-Dee" as they escort Pinocchio away]
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Jiminy Cricket : [guietly] Toodle-oo, Stromboli.
Pinocchio : Goodbye, Mr Stromb...
Jiminy Cricket : Shhh! Quiet! Let's get out of here before something else happens.
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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.
Pinocchio : Uh-uh.
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]
Pinocchio : 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?
Pinocchio : Pinocchio.
Foulfellow : Pinocchio! P-I-N... er, U-O... Uh, er...
[chuckles]
Foulfellow : We're wasting precious time. Come. On to the theater!
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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.
Pinocchio : Mmm-hmm.
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.
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Foulfellow : [catches Pinocchio with his cane] Well, well, Pinocchio! What's your rush?
Pinocchio : I gotta beat Jiminy home - Oh, hello.
Foulfellow : Well, how's the great actor?
Pinocchio : I don't want to be an actor; Stromboli was terrible!
Foulfellow : He was?
Pinocchio : Yes, he locked me in a bird cage.
Foulfellow : He did?
Pinocchio : Uh-huh, but I learned my lesson, I'm going...
Foulfellow : Oh, you poor, poor boy, you must be a nervous wreck. That's it! You are a nervous wreck. Ahem, we must diagnose this case at once, ahem. Quick, Doctor, your notebook.
[Gideon gets out a notebook and pretends to jot down notes as Foulfellow examines Pinocchio]
Foulfellow : Bless my soul! Hmm... mm-hmm... My my. Just as I thought: A slight touch of monetary complications with bucolic semi-lunar contraptions of the flying trapezius. Mm-hmm. Say "hippopotamus".
Pinocchio : Hi-ho-ha-amus.
Foulfellow : I knew it! Compound transmission of the pandemonium with percussion of spasmodic frantic disintegration. Close your eyes! What do you see?
Pinocchio : Nothing.
Foulfellow : Open them! Now what do you see?
[Foulfellow holds his spotted handkerchief in front of Pinocchio's eyes]
Pinocchio : Spots.
Foulfellow : Aha! Now, that heart. Oh, my goodness!
Foulfellow : [Foulfellow rattles his cane on a nearby windowsill as he pretends to listen to Pinocchio's heartbeat] Palpitating syncopation of the killer diller with a wicky-wacky stamping of the floyjoy. Quick, Doctor, that report. Ohh, this makes it perfectly clear. My boy, you are allergic.
Pinocchio : Allergic?
Foulfellow : Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island.
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Pinocchio : [of Lampwick] Don't hurt him, Jiminy. He's my best friend.
Jiminy Cricket : [outraged] Your *best friend*? And what am *I*? Just your conscience? Okay! That settles it!
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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 : [as Pinocchio covers his mouth shocked] Hey, you laugh like a donkey. Ha-ha Hee-haw!
[gasps]
Lampwick : Did that come outta me?
[Pinocchio nods; Lampwick starts feeling his face and notices the changes]
Lampwick : Oh!
[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!
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The Blue Fairy : Pinocchio, why didn't you go to school?
Jiminy Cricket : [Pinocchio looks up at him] Go ahead. Tell her.
Pinocchio : I was going to school 'til I met somebody.
The Blue Fairy : Met somebody?
Pinocchio : Yeah, two big monsters, with big green eyes!
[His 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 and 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] Psst! 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!
Pinocchio : Yeah!
[His nose sprouts flowers]
The Blue Fairy : How did you escape?
Pinocchio : I didn't - they chopped me into firewood!
[His nose grows again, and a nest with baby birds sprouts at the end of it]
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 with the nest on his nose whithers, and the birds fly away, whistling]
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The Coachman : And what might your name be?
Alexander : Alexander.
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 : [pleading with the other rejected donkeys] 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!
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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 that also contains a worn-out puppet, laughing]
Pinocchio : Let me out of here! I'm gonna get out! You can't keep me in...!
Stromboli : QUIET! SHUT UP! Before, I knock you silly!
[blows a kiss]
Stromboli : Good night, my little wooden goldmine!
[laughing, leaves and slams the door]
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[Pinocchio gets his finger on fire, like a candle]
Pinocchio : Look, pretty!
Geppetto : [sees that Pinocchio's finger fire, shocked] OH! HELP!
[blows his finger, but won't budge]
Geppetto : Oh, where's the bucket? Help! Water! Where's water?
[steps on Figaro's tail, meows]
Jiminy Cricket : Here it is, I got it! Here's water, here's some water!
[trips over with a pencil]
Geppetto : Help! Where's water!
[put the fire out of Cleo's bowl]
