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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