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!