Teen in the city.
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Voice: So how does it feel to be a teenager?
Rumple: Oh surely you remember.
Voice: Oh yes back in my day we didn't have phones like you young ones have..(blah blah nostalgic stuff)
Rumple:YES DEARIE I'M..
Voice: Why are you shouting?
Rumple:Oh well done did you remember the hearing aid?
Voice: I don't need a blooming hearing aid.
Rumple: Yes dear, would you like to take a nap?
Voice: Well now that you mention it.
Rumple: Do you need to pop for a wee before you go?
Voice: ...
Rumple: What?
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Rumple: I think I just threw up a little.
Voice: I tried to stop you coming in here, I was clicking but you just kept on walking.
Rumple:But they are so old.
Voice: Not that old.
Rumple: If dad has a heart attack it is your fault.
Voice: Oh shush. I wonder if your mum is pregnant.
Rumple: What?
Voice: What?
Rumple: I just cannot deal right now.
Voice: Teenagers.
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Hebe: I am with child.
Voice: But you only just tried for baby.
Hebe: A mother knows.
Voice: But you haven't even done a pregnancy test.
Hebe: Didn't need to.
Voice: Well it says it right there 2nd trimester in 22 hours.
Hebe: See you in a few days then.
Voice: Are you sure?
Hebe: I got this covered girl.
Voice: Nice.
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Voice:Oh why you so sad?
Rumple: Acting dharling I am frightfully good at it.
Voice: Level 4 dharling still some way to go.
Rumple: Oh shush grandma.
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Voice: Its a baby.
Hebe: Its a Pinocchio.
Voice: Sure.
Hebe: One day she might be a real boy.
Voice: She might at that.
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Pablo: Did you do a wee all by yourself.
Piniocchio: Not sure what to tell ya big guy. I am just that good.
Pablo: Who is daddys clever girl.
Pinocchio: If you don't mean me then this is a cruel and unnecessary joke.
Pablo: Yes you are yes you are.
Pinocchio: Do you need medical attention?
Pablo: Where are Nocchios toeseys?
Pinocchio: On my footsies...oh dear lord now I'm doing it.
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Pinocchio: So I hear that you are the man to talk to about presents.
Father Winter: That is correct little one also ho ho and ho.
Pinocchio: Oh yes very festive. Hand over the gifts.
Father Winter: Are you responsible for the mess over yonder.
Pinocchio: Not sure what to tell you big guy. It was like that when I got here.
Father Winter: Ho ho ho Father Winter doesn't like little girls who tell fibs.
Pinocchio: Are you accusing me of lying.
Father Winter:Well I erm..
Pinocchio: You just wait old man..
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Pinocchio: Mummmmmmmmmmyyyyyy
Hebe: Whats wrong princess.
Pinocchio: Dat man did a shout at me yes am.
Hebe: Oh he did did he.
Father Winter: I just well she made a mess and she said she didn't.
Hebe: She is a toddler she doesn't understand.
Pinocchio: My am sowwy mama.
Hebe: See she said sorry.
Father Winter: She didn't talk like that before.
Hebe: Are you calling my child a liar.
Father Winter: Actually...
Hebe: Get out of my home.
Pinocchio: Dat man not nice mama yes am no yes.
Father Winter: I hate my job.
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Voice: Happy birthday you can finally move out. Now what shall we do first, job?
Rumple: Actress obviously.
Voice: Romantic interest, should we see if any of the boys from school have aged up?
Rumple: No need I know exactly who I am going to marry.
Rachel
