It's a good log. You can make something out of it, like a table leg. So, the saw is in place. Oh, oh, oh! Who squeaked? No one. Oh, oh, oh! Be careful, please! Am I imagining things? Who could have squeaked? A cat, maybe? Oh, oh, oh! Why are you pinching each other? Oh, it's the log itself squeaking. Squeak! Squeak, squeak, squeak! Why are there so many magpies flying into the window? It's a wonderful gift, a wonderful gift! A wonderful gift, you say? There's a lot of work to do with the log! There's a lot of work to do with the log! Well, you can't live without work. I'll make a doll out of this log. A doll? A doll! But what should I call it? Buratino! Buratino! Buratino! Buratino? Buratino is a good name for a doll. I knew a family whose names were all Buratino. Buratino's father, Buratino's mother, and Buratino's son. Oh! And this Buratino was a juggler! Now you see. He didn't have time to pick up the chisel, and his eyes opened themselves. Wooden eyes. Why are you looking at me so strangely? Ah! He has nothing to say. I'll cut out a mouth for you, Buratino. And I'll have a son with a nice little mouth. I don't want a mouth! Oh! You scared me! All right. Don't turn around. I'll make a mouth for your ears. And now we'll cut out a nice little nose. I won't! I won't! Don't touch it! What a wonderful nose! All right. Stay with your nose like a crane. Here. Now your hands are ready. Ha-ha-ha! This is so much fun! Stop it, Buratino! Why did you *** me by the hair? I haven't finished my work yet, and you're already laughing at me. What's next? How would I know? I'll make your legs. Legs? Your legs are ready. Well, get up. Hands. Legs. Nose. Oh, life is so much fun! Now learn how to walk, baby. Well. Well. Well. Well, well, well, well. Oh! Oh! Be careful! Oh! Oh! You fell. Oh! Oh! My stomach is growling. I want to eat! You want to eat? I have nothing left. Not even a dry crust. I haven't had time to give birth. I'm already hungry. What a pigsty! You're right, baby. Starving is a big pigsty. Here's what. Wait a minute. I'll be right back. Where are you going, Papa Carlo? I'll bring you something to eat. But you, look, don't mess around without me. Be smart, sensible. I'll be smart, sensible.