Pinocchio2022

Stromboli:
[shouting in Italian, then in English] What this nonsense?! Nobody in my show performs for free! Now pack! We leave in an hour! And you… Ooh, ooh, ooh. My little Pinocchio. I was scared to death you got lost or stolen. And we wouldn't want that now, would we? In an hour we go! [cut to him throwing Pinocchio and shuts him in a bird cage] There. [locks up the cage with a key] This will be your home. Where I can find you… Always.

Pinocchio:
Oh, no. No, no!

Stromboli:
Yes, yes. To me you are belong.

Pinocchio:
Let me go! Let me out of here! Help! Father!

Stromboli:
Father? No parent wants a bizzaria like you.

Pinocchio:
No, no!

Stromboli:
Parents want a real kid.

Pinocchio:
Jiminy. Father. Help! Help! Oh, no. Help! [whimpering] Please.

Stromboli:
[puts the key on a hook next to the door; speaking in Italian; in English] My little wooden gold mine. [laughs maliciously and closes the door behind him, locking it]

[Pinocchio sits on his knees, sobbing helplessly]