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[Pinocchio and Jiminy are walking home after escaping from Stromboli]
Pinocchio: No, sir. Nothing can stop me now! I'll make good this time!
Jiminy: You'd better!
Pinocchio: I will. I'm going to school!
Jiminy: That's the stuff, Pinoke!
Pinocchio: I'd rather be smart than be an actor!
Jiminy: Now, you're talkin'! C'mon, slowpoke! I'll race you home!
[they race back to Geppetto's workshop until Honest John grabs Pinocchio by the back of his red loincloth from behind his butt with his cane just like a wedgie. Gideon still holds the back of Pinocchio's red loincloth from his butt behind with the cane as the fox runs in place alongside Pinocchio]
Honest John: Well, well, Pinocchio! What's your rush?
Pinocchio: I gotta beat Jiminy home. [tips his hat] Oh, hello.
Honest John: Well, how was the great actor?
Pinocchio: I don't want to be an actor. Stromboli was terrible!
Honest John: He was?!
Pinocchio: Yeah! He locked me in a birdcage!
Honest John: He did?!
Pinocchio: Uh-huh, and I learned my lesson. I'm goin' ho--
Honest John: Oh, you poor, poor boy! You must be a nervous wreck. That's it! You are a nervous wreck! We must diagnose this case at once! Quick, doctor! Your notebook! [Gideon pulls out a notepad and a pencil] Bless my soul. [looks at Pinocchio's arm to check his pulse] Mmm.... mm-hmm! [measures Pinocchio's pulse with a ruler] My, my.... Just as I thought. A slight touch of nolitary complications with bucolic semi-lunar contraptions of the flying trapezes. [Gideon writes down what he thinks he said; Honest John uses his glasses as a tongue depressor while he looks into Pinocchio's mouth] Mm-hmm.... say "hippopotamus".
Pinocchio: Hi-ho-hotamus!
Honest John: I knew it! Compound transmission in the pandemonium custom in the span frantic disintegration. [Gideon writes in the middle of the air] Close your eyes. [Pinocchio closes his eyes hard] What do you see?
Pinocchio: Nothing.
Honest John: [holds a spotted handkerchief in front of Pinocchio] Open them up. [Pinocchio does so] Now, what do you see?
Pinocchio: Spots.
Honest John: Aha! Now, that heart! [Peels up Pinocchio's shirt untucked from inside his red loincloth, puts his ear to his belly and listens for his heartbeat, and makes a jazzy drumming solo on some bottles with his cane. Gideon dances while writing down the information] Ooh, my goodness! A palpitating syncopation of the killer-diller with a wicky-wacky stabbing of the floy joy! [bonks Gideon's head with his cane] Quick, doctor! That report! [Takes the notepad from a dizzy Gideon and looks at what he wrote, which was nothing but scribbles] Oh! This makes it perfectly clear! My boy, you are allergic!
Pinocchio: Allergic?
Honest John: Yes, and there is only one cure! A vacation! On Pleasure Island! [winks at Gideon]
Pinocchio: Pleasure Island?
Honest John: Yes! That happy land of carefree boys where every day's a holiday!
Pinocchio: But I can't go. I...
Honest John: Why, of course you can go! I'm giving you my ticket! [produces a playing card as a "ticket" in his hand and gives it to Pinocchio] Here.
Pinocchio: [takes the "ticket"] Thanks, but I'm goin'...
Honest John: Oh, tut, tut, tut! I insist! Your health comes first! Come! The coach departs at midnight! [He and Gideon take Pinocchio to the coach to Pleasure Island, singing] Hi diddle dee-dee! It's Pleasure Isle for me! Where every day is a holiday and kids have nothing to do but play. Hi diddly doo! If what I hear is true. A land of pudding and marmalade. It's Pleasure Isle for me!
Jiminy: Pinoke! Oh, Pinoke! Now where do you suppose that he-- [Turns around to see Pinocchio, Honest John, and Gideon disappear around the corner, and runs after them] Huh? Pinocchio! Hey! Come back here!

[Pinocchio and Jiminy are walking home after escaping from Stromboli] Pinocchio : No, sir. Nothing can stop me now! I'll make good this time! Jiminy : You'd better! Pinocchio : I will. I'm going to school! Jiminy : That's the stuff, Pinoke! Pinocchio : I'd rather be smart than be an actor! Jiminy : Now, you're talkin'! C'mon, slowpoke! I'll race you home! [they race back to Geppetto's workshop until Honest John grabs Pinocchio by the back of his red loincloth from behind his butt with his cane just like a wedgie. Gideon still holds the back of Pinocchio's red loincloth from his butt behind with the cane as the fox runs in place alongside Pinocchio] Honest John : Well, well, Pinocchio! What's your rush? Pinocchio : I gotta beat Jiminy home. [tips his hat] Oh, hello. Honest John : Well, how was the great actor? Pinocchio : I don't want to be an actor. Stromboli was terrible! Honest John : He was?! Pinocchio : Yeah! He locked me in a birdcage! Honest John : He did?! Pinocchio : Uh-huh, and I learned my lesson. I'm goin' ho-- Honest John : Oh, you poor, poor boy! You must be a nervous wreck. That's it! You are a nervous wreck! We must diagnose this case at once! Quick, doctor! Your notebook! [Gideon pulls out a notepad and a pencil] Bless my soul. [looks at Pinocchio's arm to check his pulse] Mmm.... mm-hmm! [measures Pinocchio's pulse with a ruler] My, my.... Just as I thought. A slight touch of nolitary complications with bucolic semi-lunar contraptions of the flying trapezes. [Gideon writes down what he thinks he said; Honest John uses his glasses as a tongue depressor while he looks into Pinocchio's mouth] Mm-hmm.... say "hippopotamus". Pinocchio : Hi-ho-hotamus! Honest John : I knew it! Compound transmission in the pandemonium custom in the span frantic disintegration. [Gideon writes in the middle of the air] Close your eyes. [Pinocchio closes his eyes hard] What do you see? Pinocchio : Nothing. Honest John : [holds a spotted handkerchief in front of Pinocchio] Open them up. [Pinocchio does so] Now, what do you see? Pinocchio : Spots. Honest John : Aha! Now, that heart! [Peels up Pinocchio's shirt untucked from inside his red loincloth, puts his ear to his belly and listens for his heartbeat, and makes a jazzy drumming solo on some bottles with his cane. Gideon dances while writing down the information] Ooh, my goodness! A palpitating syncopation of the killer-diller with a wicky-wacky stabbing of the floy joy! [bonks Gideon's head with his cane] Quick, doctor! That report! [Takes the notepad from a dizzy Gideon and looks at what he wrote, which was nothing but scribbles] Oh! This makes it perfectly clear! My boy, you are allergic! Pinocchio : Allergic? Honest John : Yes, and there is only one cure! A vacation! On Pleasure Island! [winks at Gideon] Pinocchio : Pleasure Island? Honest John : Yes! That happy land of carefree boys where every day's a holiday! Pinocchio : But I can't go. I... Honest John : Why, of course you can go! I'm giving you my ticket! [produces a playing card as a "ticket" in his hand and gives it to Pinocchio] Here. Pinocchio : [takes the "ticket"] Thanks, but I'm goin'... Honest John : Oh, tut, tut, tut! I insist! Your health comes first! Come! The coach departs at midnight! [He and Gideon take Pinocchio to the coach to Pleasure Island, singing] Hi diddle dee-dee! It's Pleasure Isle for me! Where every day is a holiday and kids have nothing to do but play. Hi diddly doo! If what I hear is true. A land of pudding and marmalade. It's Pleasure Isle for me! Jiminy : Pinoke! Oh, Pinoke! Now where do you suppose that he-- [Turns around to see Pinocchio, Honest John, and Gideon disappear around the corner, and runs after them] Huh? Pinocchio! Hey! Come back here!