Is that the last of them?! Here's a big one! Only a few left! Gotta work fast! Here's another one!

Hey! Hey, Father! Father!

Don't bother me now, Pinocchio! [surprised] Pinocchio?

Father!

[joyfully hugging one of the fish to think it's Pinocchio]

Pinocchio, my son!

Hey, Father. Here I am.

Oh. [drops the fish in the water, and Pinocchio leaps to his father for a big hug] Pinocchio, my boy! I'm so happy to see you.

Me, too, Father. [Figaro climbs on Geppetto's head, causing his glasses to fall off] Figaro. Aw, Figaro. Cleo. Oh, Cleo. You're here, too. [rubs Cleo's belly with his finger]

Yes. We're all together again. [Pinocchio sneezes] Oh, You are soaking wet.

Yes, Father.

You mustn't catch cold.

But I came to save you.

[grabs the blanket and wraps around Pinocchio]

You know that you shouldn't have come down here, but I'm awfully glad to see you. Let me take your hat off. [removes Pinocchio's hat, then gasps in major shock as he notices Pinocchio has donkey ears] Pinocchio!

What's the matter?

[makes donkey's ears from his fingers]

Those ears!

Huh, ears? Oh, these. Oh, that's nothing. [twirls his donkey tail] I got a tail, too! [laughs, then accidentally brays like a donkey and covers his mouth in shock which causes Figaro to jump backwards into Cleo's bowl]

Pinocchio! What's happened to you?

Well, I-I-

Oh, never mind that. [hugs Pinocchio] Old Geppetto has his little wooden head. [they touch noses] Nothing else matters.

I gotta get in! My pal's in there. Come on, ya big moose! Open up, I tell ya! Hey! Cut it out. Hey, beat it, you buzzards!

Get out? Oh, no, no, son. I have tried every way. Why, I even built a raft.

A raft? That's it! We'll take the raft and when the whale opens his mouth...

No, no, no, no. Now, listen, son. He only opens his mouth when he's eating. Then everything comes in, nothing goes out.

Oh.

It's hopeless, Pinocchio. Come, we make a nice fire and we cook some of the fish.

A fire! That's it!

Yes! And then we'll all eat again.

A great big fire! Lots of smoke.

Smoke? Oh, yes, sure. Smoked fish will taste good.

Quick, some wood.

Pinocchio, not the chair.

Hurry, Father, more wood!

What'll we sit on?

We won't need it. We're getting out!

Getting out? But how?

We'll make him sneeze!

Make him sneeze? That will make him mad!