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Once,

there was a boy named James,

my grandson.

A boy who learned too soon the weight of a farewell.

When his parents died, he came to live with me,

in an old wooden house with pendulum clocks.

A house full of memories.

But death is a greedy guest.

It never comes just once.

It came back and took away his best friend.

I saw his heart break.

So,

I made him a promise:

he would never lose anyone else, ever again.

I got to work.

I spent more and more time in the basement, a place forbidden to James.

Days turned into weeks,

and I created something,

just for him.

Something that would never have to say goodbye to him.

Something that did not belong to death.

Pinocchio.

- Not today, thanks. - Come on, one more time?

Let's go, that's an old joke, straight out of a nursing home.

Hi, James.

Is he responding well?

He had a rough time, but I think he'll pull through.

And you?

I'm okay, I'm trying. Thank you.

- Goodbye. - Thanks for looking after him.

Zach, let's go.

Grab your coat, son.

Some fresh air will do us good.

Come on.

It's always hard to lose someone you love.

Your mother and now your best friend.

Do you ever think

about what comes after?

I mean,

when we die.

My only thought is you.

I wish...

that Zach were still here. Everything is different now.

What if he is?

I think what makes us who we are

stays here and merges with what surrounds us.

Well, Dudley told me that's nonsense.

I saw Dudley stick his fingers up his nose and then in his mouth.

Look at the sky.

What do you see?

A bunch of stars?

"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,

than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

It means life is full of infinite possibilities.

Grandpa, are you okay?

- Are you okay? Do you want... - I'm fine, don't worry.

Sure?

Of course.

We'd better go back inside.

Tomorrow I'll show you something very special.

Come out, I need to talk to you.

Are you sure you don't remember anything else?

James?

Who are you talking to?

Come here, there's someone I want you to meet.

Someone?

Come on, come here.

- Is that what I saw upstairs? - That's right.

And where is he?

In there.

He's shy, I think.

Come out.

I want you to meet someone.

He's the boy I told you about.

Yes, him.

You're the first person he's ever seen.

Apart from me.

I think he wants to be your friend.

No, stop! Wait, stop!

James, wait.

Listen, James.

What the fuck is that thing?

- Calm down and no swearing. - No, no, no, tell me what that thing is.

- What is it? - It's not a thing, it's a being, James.

It's alive.

Things are not always what they seem.

- Life... - What are you talking about?

I know it's hard to believe, but trust me, in time it will all make sense.

I didn't mean to scare you.

I thought you might need a friend.

He could be that friend.

Friend...

with that thing?

It could be good for both of you.

- How long has he been down there? - He's never been out, so far.

Try introducing yourself.

- James. - My name is Pinocchio.

- Are we friends? - Maybe, we'll see.

James.

You mustn't tell anyone, got it?

Good boy.

You'll never have my ship, Captain James.

I'll make you walk the plank.

Okay, got it?

Your turn.

That... is that me?

Yes.

And now...

Friend.

What the fuck is that thing?

No, nothing, it's a puppet grandpa built.

This is called biology.

What is biology?

It explains why people are different from you.

Inside we have organs.

What else makes you different?

Teeth, eyes,

hair, skin. Lots of things.

I want to be just like you.

No, trust me, better not.

You're more interesting than me.

What is this?

As the herd travels the plains alongside the sea,

danger lurks.

But when facing a predator,

the herd will protect every single member.

The herd will protect you.

You are my herd.

However,

sometimes the greatest danger

lives within the herd.

James.

Why? - - You can't.

But I want to be with James.

Tomorrow he has to go to school. People wouldn't react well.

Why don't I have a penis?

No.

I don't know what to say about that.

The world isn't ready for you, not yet.

I weigh 100 kilos.

- Bullshit. - It's all muscle, but it's hidden.

I need some kind of diet.

- Need a hand? - From whom, you?

I could help you lose two kilos easily.

- How? - I cut off your right arm.

Fuck!

Ouch... my head.

Child, come closer to me.

Splinters cause me pain.

You can talk?

Who else could reveal the truth he's hiding from you?

You... what are you?

I am your wooden mother.

Geppetto may have carved our bodies,

- but I am the one shaping your mind. - Are you trapped in there?

Just as you are.

- I'm not trapped. - Strings can be invisible,

- but you're still his puppet. - I'm not a puppet.

I'm like James.

I'm a real boy.

Your nose gives you away.

Your creator says you're real,

but he doesn't look at you the way he looks at James.

If you want him to hug you and not keep you hidden,

then come closer and I'll whisper to you how to become real.

You need skin, blood, teeth, and hair.

- You'll have to take them and wear them. - That's disgusting, I won't do it.

Then stay trapped, little puppet,

while James walks in the sunlight.

Unless I'm wrong,

prove your courage.

Pinocchio?

There you are.

Who are these?

They're my best friends.

Best friends?

Yes, it's like...

a friend forever,

someone you protect and always keep your promises to.

Are we best friends?

Give me your hand, we have to do something to make it official,

a super secret handshake.

First we bump fists on both sides, like this.

And then...

Yes.

Exactly.

Good job.

Are you going to school again tomorrow?

Yes, and you're coming with me.

But first you have to promise me something.

No matter what happens, no one must see you move.

Pretend... you're a puppet.

Easy.

- Why are you tied up? - Dad says it's to protect me.

Oh, Dudley could use that. There we go.

Ouch!

- Oh, you're heavy. - That's not true.

Hurry up or you'll be late for school, James.

Bye, Grandpa.

See you later, son.

That's really incredible.

That's Trey, he lives there.

- He's an assface. - Assface.

Hey, James, what's an assface?

I'll tell you later.

Got it.

When he talks, he farts from his mouth.

Hey!

Morality

So, guys.

How do we figure out what makes someone evil?

Evil. - Each of you has an inner conscience,

like a compass guiding you toward what you believe is right.

He slit his throat and blood splattered everywhere.

I swear.

- Come on, you little shit. - One second.

I can't take you with me.

Stay here and behave.

James, are you talking to your bag?

Coming.

- I don't want to climb. - Yeah.

Last time I nearly lost an arm.

Tell me about it.

Up.

Down.

Up.

Down.

Don't worry, James, I'll make sure they don't see me.

Best friend handshake.

Yes.

Oh, no.

Are you okay?

Oh my God, watch out.

Jesus.

I have to go.

Don't tell anyone about me, promise?

What are these?

A few years ago, we always used to play superheroes.

Dudley was the villain.

This ugly one is Dudley.

- It really does look like him. - Yeah, I know.

I can beat him easily and he...

- Fuck. Don't move. - Okay.

Hey, dude.

You're hard to find today.

Playing with dolls again?

It's not a doll.

- This one's really big, huh? - Yeah.

- Hey, stop. - No, no, no.

- Let me go! - Your grandpa is rich, he has lots of money.

Consider this a tax.

No wonder Mia dumped you.

Listen, the only reason she likes you

is because you're even more of a loser than your dead friend.

- Hold him while I destroy everything. - No, don't do it, fuck!

No, I hate you, fuck!

No!

I hate you, fuck!

Don't touch him!

Fuck, let me go!

If you tell anyone, asshole, I'll kill you.

What the fuck, Trey?

- He started it! - Now get out of here, all of you!

James.

They're really evil.

They're the worst.

I wish they were all dead.

Thanks, Mia.

Come here.

And this puppet?

He's Pinocchio, he's special.

Well, I'll go find Dudley so you can show him.

Did you go to the gym?

He decided to meet us at this secret place, I don't know.

James, how are you?

And what's that?

Oh, this time your grandpa really built a genuine monster.

Look at that nose.

Okay, there's something I want to show you.

Promise not to tell anyone.

- Yeah, sure, promise. - Yeah, okay.

Pinocchio.

You can move.

Pinocchio?

I don't fucking believe it.

Okay, it's official.

It's the coolest and creepiest thing I've ever seen.

How does he do it?

Come on, how does he do it?

It's some kind...

of artificial intelligence, James?

Yeah, exactly.

He has a brain chip hidden in his head.

Brain chip?

Like a processor.

Anyway, Grandpa must never know I brought him here.

It cost like a million pounds.

Fuck. Sorry, I have to go.

- I'm late for the dentist. - - Dude, dude.

Hey, it's not over.

I'll come to your place later.

It's going to hurt, isn't it?

Please, can you give me...

some of that stuff to put me to sleep?

I can't. Be brave, okay?

- Is it safe? - I'll be quick.

And then you'll have perfect teeth, like mine.

Come on.

Open wide.

There we go.

This will help, you won't feel a thing.

Now open.

No, no.

James.

Are you okay, James?

- It hurts like hell. - You'll feel better tomorrow.

Are you okay?

No, help! No!

Oh, no. James?

- Hello? - Is this Mr. Geppetto's residence?

- Who's speaking? - I'm calling from St. Mary's Hospital.

Your grandson has been in an accident.

Visiting hours are over.

How is he?

He's fine, just superficial wounds,

but he has a mild concussion.

With some rest, he'll recover.

What happened?

A drunk driver, the same one as last year.

By the way, I'm going to monitor him, he's not doing well at all.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Oh, James.

Please, don't die.

You're my best friend.

And... best friends...

best friends,

protect each other.

Yes.

You're having visions, Larry.

It's all in your head.

Dr. Robin.

There he is.

Oh, no.

Fuck, fuck.

Disgusting.

Where did you go?

Don't worry, the paralysis is temporary. I'll get her a painkiller.

I found you.

There you are.

Hi.

You're the bad one.

You're pure evil.

It's all your fault.

James is my friend.

He's my best friend.

I'm going to take care of him, and to do that, you have to die.

Silence won't get you far.

The herd protects its members, bad man.

Your reign of terror is over.

You deserve to be killed.

Well, Mr. Drunkard, you're going straight to hell.

Take that!

That's what happens to bad guys! This is for James!

I do it for James.

Looks like rain.

Rain, rain, fly away. I bid you farewell, so be it.

The world won't miss you.

It's still raining.

Why don't you want to die?

This is where the organs are.

It's called biology.

I'll need these to become a real boy.

I'll be just like James.

This is so cool!

There are so many organs.

Yeah, yeah, this is so fun.

So many organs.

Finally.

James is safe.

Your reign of terror is over.

I did it for James.

It happened after the dentist.

He came out of nowhere?

Yes.

- Oh God. No, no. - I'll call the nurse.

No, it passed, I'm okay.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm fine.

Everything okay, James?

We have your test results, we can discharge you.

- Already? - Yes, he's fine, he just needs rest.

- Okay? - Thank you.

Let's go home, son.

- I'll get your bag. - Wait, wait.

- I'll get it. Yeah. - Okay.

You're acting very strange.

- What happened to my husband? - Calm down, ma'am.

This can't be!

But... he was a bad man.

Look who came to see you.

Your grandpa told us everything.

Dude!

Okay, I'm going to get pizzas soon, so no junk before dinner.

Thanks, Grandpa.

Shit!

- Yeah, artificial intelligence. - Oh, fuck!

- You have to turn him on. - Why don't you shout a little louder?

Remember, it's a secret.

Can a puppet leak fluid?

- Turn yourself on. - I'm always on.

Are you leaking fluid?

They're my organs.

They make me real.

What the hell?

James, why is he leaking fluid?

I'll explain later, now... let's put him back together.

- James. - Come on, Dudley.

Let's go.

Quick, Dudley, bring him here.

Come on.

There we go.

I need to be with you and protect you.

You can't. Grandpa mustn't know.

- It's our secret, remember? - But you're in danger.

- James, what is this stuff? - Tie him tight.

- Yes, Lord James. - Let me go.

Let me go, you stupid idiot, don't you dare touch me!

I said let me go!

- No, Pinocchio, stop! - Take that!

Dudley one, Pinocchio zero.

James... please.

I'm sorry. When Grandpa leaves, I'll come back.

Promise.

Come on, hurry up.

- Coming. - Let's put them in the screening room.

Everything okay?

See you later.

- Scary. - Scared of what?

No, I meant everything's fine. Yeah.

Right.

Remember what we said?

- Right? - Yes, of course, Grandpa.

Okay, son.

- Be careful. - Yeah.

Stupid, goddamn rope.

Ah, there you are, my little splinter.

Come closer.

Tell your old wooden mother what's eating at you.

They keep me hidden because I'm different,

but James is in danger.

In danger?

That boy?

From whom?

From lots of bad people.

One almost killed him,

so I had to kill him.

How smart my boy is.

Protecting your brother.

That's true love.

Did I do... wrong?

Did you do wrong by killing him?

Of course not.

You were just trying to protect James.

And that's just the beginning.

Now you know what to do to all the other bad people.

Don't you?

Do I have to get rid of them too?

Exactly.

One by one, until they're all dead.

Only then will James be safe.

And remember, if you truly want to be a real boy,

you have to take everything they have,

piece by piece.

Only then can you be complete.

Yes, come on in.

It'll work.

And why are we in this dusty place?

Because I think Geppetto is hiding something

and I want to see what's in these reels.

I was right.

I believe that the soul, life, energy, or whatever you want to call it,

survives after death and can be harnessed

to achieve some kind of rebirth that allows us...

to cheat death.

I heard a strange moaning sound.

Wait, I'll show you, look.

Holy Christ! Why did he do that?

After shaping him like a wooden boy,

he's making a lot of progress

and now he's even starting to move.

He's learning very quickly.

- Let me out of here, you stupid idiot! - My work has taken a bad turn.

The subject is dangerous, he was born evil.

He's developed an obsession with becoming human, he wants to escape.

I have to get rid of him.

No, no!

James, did you know about this?

Can't he just build toys?

Why does he have to do these... things?

Mia, this was shot two days ago.

So far, no subject has recovered memories of their previous life.

So I can't be certain that this is truly a form of rebirth.

In my next experiment, Pinocchio will be exposed

to external stimuli, to evoke those memories.

Tonight... he'll meet my grandson.

Let's see, where are you hiding?

Oh, go away! What the hell?

- Who are you? - I'm the Talking Cricket.

Your wooden mother sent me

to point you in the right direction and make sure you obey adults.

- To help James? - Exactly.

The world is full of rot that needs to be eliminated,

like everyone in that room.

Oh my God.

And remember, piece by piece,

we'll take what they own,

everything you need to be real.

Thanks, Cricket. Let's get to work.

- For James. - Let's make that bitch suffer.

Look.

He's collecting them.

That... woman is horrible.

Open wide.

- Take these! - You don't like it, huh?

You tooth-collecting bitch!

You'll never hurt James again.

How dare you?

I saw what you did to James.

You can't hide behind those masks anymore.

This will help, you won't feel a thing.

Wipe that smile off her fucking face.

- Make sure she says "cheese". - Thanks, Cricket.

Be brave, I'll be quick.

You won't hurt James anymore, you horrible woman.

I'll take all your teeth, you bitch!

Good boy.

It's time for you to have a nice smile.

These are mine now.

Hey, now I have a perfect smile, just like you.

James, I can't wait to show you.

Pinocchio?

God, I bet that creepy thing is around here somewhere.

- Why didn't you tell us, James? - You said it was a robot.

Oh, no, he's gone.

Call my number.

- What? Why? - Quick, do it.

Pinocchio?

James!

- Are those... teeth? - What are you doing?

- I'm stopping the bad people. - Stopping them how?

I have to protect you from those who hurt you.

Look.

Holy shit!

No, no, that's not what I meant.

What?

Oh, I can't hear.

Never again.

Never again, never again.

More?

Oh, "kill more".

- Oh, fuck. - Oh my God.

Good one, Dudley.

Wait, come back here, I have to kill you!

- No, Pinocchio, stop it. - Come back here!

- Come back here, you dentist bitch! - No, that's not...

Guys, we have to stop him.

I know where that church is.

James? Mia?

Shit.

Pinocchio!

Pinocchio!

Got you, assface.

James, you'd better answer the phone!

Where did you take him?

Sooner or later you'll have to give in, you know what I mean?

- Come on, quit it. Don't be a party pooper.

Party pooper?

- Hey. - Asshole.

Hey, wait.

What a dirty bastard.

Logan.

The water's too cold.

Logan!

I'm not even listening to you.

I don't think so.

Swim, swim, swim, little fish.

Underwater there can be any danger.

Coming, evil girl.

Swim, swim, stupid little girl.

I'll kill you, you bitch!

You're disgusting bullies!

Cricket?

Cricket, where are you?

Coming, coming. I'm seven centimeters tall, have some mercy.

Stop squirming!

I have to send you to hell!

Be careful, Pinocchio.

Here's a science lesson.

Here comes the shock, bitch!

Oh God.

Hi, Logan.

Ah, so much stuff in here!

The eyes! The eyes, not the tongue!

- You need the eyes! - Give me that!

Now wear them, boy.

One step closer to being just like James.

Yes.

Teeth,

eyes.

A nice haul.

Pinocchio?

Where the hell is he?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, what the fuck.

- Mia, call the police. - Oh, fuck.

To tell them what, that the killer doll is around?

He's not a killer doll, okay?

- He's just... trying to protect me. - Sure.

James, he... is a murderer.

I mean, he's literally killing...

He's literally...

- James. - It's all... my fault.

James, can you think of anyone who might be his next target?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Trey.

Trey? Dudley.

She cut off her penis, what the hell?

Wait, what? Is she already covering up?

Let me show you how it's done, Pinocchio.

It's you and me, you goddamn bitch.

Come here, whore! I'll rip your hair off!

Cricket, what are you doing?

- Her hair will drive you crazy. - Oh my God.

Those hair aren't yours anymore!

Oh no, my nose, leave it!

Please, leave it! Let go of my nose, let go!

Come back here, you damned bully!

- Come on, real kids don't give up. - Come back here!

Amanda?

This is my hair!

Stop! No!

- Stop squirming, it's mine! - What the fuck is that?

Stop, it's mine!

Give it to me!

No, you're... James's doll.

Yes, that's me.

No, fuck you.

- No, no, no. - Now look at me, you damned bully.

- No, stay away from me. - I'm not a doll, Trey.

And I'm not a puppet.

Fuck.

You won't take James away from me.

Help me! Please don't kill me!

You'll never hurt James again, it's too late to lie.

You are my best friend.

You're a kind boy.

I'm not going to kill you.

Talking Cricket one, bald bitch... zero.

Ten more minutes to go.

Oh, fuck. Crazy grandpa calling James.

Dudley, why the hell did you answer?

- Hey. - Hi, Grandpa.

- Where are you? - We stopped by Mia's house for a bit.

- We just had to... - Mia, Mia, turn left, left!

- Trey's house is that way. - I know where my ex lives.

Dudley!

Give me the phone, come on.

I know what to do.

- Here, solved. - You hung up?

Great, that'll definitely make him not suspicious.

Little shit.

I remember...

when you were just a little piece of wood.

Look at you now.

You're beautiful.

You're complete.

Finally,

you are a real... boy.

Incredible transformation, son.

I'm...

I'm gorgeous.

What do you think? Does this hat suit me, Pinocchio?

Look, Dad, I made a puppet too.

Is that your grandpa's car?

- That's right. - James.

He's getting ready to ruin someone else's life.

Pinocchio. Quick, Mia, follow him.

They're both murderers.

They wanted to hurt James.

But why?

That... lying bitch.

You lied to me.

Why did you do it?

You messed up big time, didn't you, little piece of wood?

- It's all your fault. You chose that path. -

You made me do terrible things.

- I won't be fooled by you anymore. - You're just greedy,

dissatisfied with what you are.

I should be in your place.

And look at me when I'm talking to you!

Because of you, everyone hates me.

They hate you because you're evil, Pinocchio.

Evil exactly like the ones you killed.

We raised you to be good, Pinocchio.

Go away, Cricket.

Yes, there you are.

- Don't you dare do it! - Leave him alone!

No, you hurt me!

Bad, bad wooden mother!

Take that, you stupid bitch!

- You suck! Take that! - You'll never be real!

There's something I need to show you.

You want to be real because of your past.

Come with me.

- What is this place? - It's where you were created.

Oh my God.

It feeds through the roots,

which absorb their lifeblood,

then penetrate into the wood.

The same wood I use.

That's right.

You owe your existence to them. The end of their life created yours.

Where do they come from?

I realized they could be useful and I started studying them.

To understand how they work.

The goal was to perfect the method.

I failed many times.

He's moving.

One of them was very dangerous.

That's why I had to lock him up.

But then you came along, my perfect creation.

- You had enormous potential. - Potential?

For what?

To prove I was right,

that we can be reborn, that we can master death.

But in the end, you were just as much a failure as the others.

Your grandfather is a murderer, James.

What can we do against a murderer?

- Are you sure? - Yes.

You've seen what he's capable of.

Pinocchio doesn't deserve to die.

Maybe... it'd be better if he died.

- I agree with Dudley. - He only did it to protect me.

They're both murderers, James.

Fine, just stay here, fuck.

I don't think he's going to listen to us.

It's strange.

We both want to be each other's image.

Who do I come from?

From a young boy, a dear friend of James's.

Zach.

Pinocchio comes from...

Zach?

I don't believe it.

I was hoping that the friendship between Zach and James

would prove that death is not the end.

Enough, this is all insane.

I'm calling the police. Your grandpa is completely out of his mind.

But I don't want to die.

Your death is the best thing for James.

No.

That man has gone crazy, he has a rifle.

Damn kid.

I don't agree with you, Mia. We have to save him.

James, help me, please.

Pinocchio?

James.

Mia. Dad has gone crazy.

I know and I don't want you to die, okay? You're in danger.

James, Mia, help me!

Oh, fuck!

Piece of shit.

Dudley, no!

- He closed the door. We have to get out. - Untie me, quick.

I know where we can hide.

- No, no, we have to get out. - It's over there.

- James, they have to die. - Come on, let's go.

- Wait for me! - They leave me no choice.

Come on, this way.

Hide, James!

You killed Dudley! I fucking hate you!

It's okay. I can bring him back, sweetheart.

I can bring him back and I can bring Mia back too.

James, James, I did it only for you, sweetheart.

- No, that's not true, that's not true. - You disobeyed me, James.

Do you think they would have kept the secret? They're just brats!

You're a monster!

Now let me in. Let me in, James. Let me in.

No... I fucking hate you!

Let me in, open this goddamn door!

- You're going to ruin everything! - No, go away!

Get out of the way.

Get away from this fucking door!

Mia!

Mia?

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, girls and puppets.

I'm here to create something great,

much greater than the two of you.

You know I can't let you live.

But do not fear.

Dr. Gallup showed me how to bring you back.

No!

You ruined everything.

It's time to die.

You will all be my puppets!

You mustn't touch them.

What the fuck?

You forgot who you are, I created you.

I'm not your puppet anymore.

Yes you are, without me you're just a piece of wood.

No, I'm more than that.

A puppet needs a master and I'm the only one who can make you real,

- like James. - I don't want to be like James anymore.

I just want to be myself.

Then you'll stay forever empty inside, incomplete,

a cracked piece of wood.

- Pinocchio, don't listen to him. - You no longer have the power to control me.

I gave you life!

I'm not just your father, Pinocchio, I am your God,

and you can't kill a God!

Fuck you!

See you...

God.

Fuck, fuck!

What?

- James, we have to go. - Fuck, come on.

James?

Are we still... friends?

Am I...

evil?

You were just confused, but...

don't do it again, okay?

I'm quite the troublemaker, aren't I?

Yeah, but they were all assfaces.

Well, except my dentist.

I'll have to find a new one.

I'll help you find one.

Hey... you won't tell anyone about me, right?

We'll lie.

Good, me too.

Come on, let's go.

I'll catch up with you.

Goodbye, Father.

You created me, but you can't control me anymore.

James is mine.

No!

Damn you, Pinocchio!

I didn't like killing those people.

That damned puppet.

I may be small, but I have big plans for this man.

From the roots comes rebirth.

I'll bring you back, my master.

- Here's the director. - This is behind the scenes.

- And action. Go, go, go, go, go. - Is it because I don't have a penis?

Quiet, rolling.

What is this?

five. - High five. -

- How's it going? - She's Kelly's stunt double.

Cut.

action. Cough.

Action.

- Go down. - Open your mouth.

Action.

- Ready with the camera. Rolling. - He has to turn quickly.

Ready with the water, good.

Ok. Three, two, one, bam!

- Perfect. - Is that good?

Good, follow him.

- And fire! - Ok.

What are we doing today?

You know, I need a bit... of relaxation.

Ok, let's set up the camera.

Since you're going in, bring the dolly too.

- Yes. - Good, ok.

- Maybe the whole side works. - Karolina?

You can see it.

- No, wait, wait. - Look at the arm.

Cut it.

Oh, fuck, my arm, help!

We're ready. And action.

He's like a spy looking around.

Then he pops out from there.

And... three.

Oh, look at that, wow!

- Pinocchio's boots. - Yes, I really like them.

Ok, ready? And action.

Drop it.

A team of film professionals.