The camera pans up to a window for the castle and goes through it. It is Mario's room. He can hear the laughter of Wario and Waluigi coming in through the window. He gets up from his bed and walks over to a full length mirror and stares at himself in it. The camera continues towards the reflection of Mario in the mirror zooming in on his face taking us into a flashback of 20 years ago.
Giovanni Mario: Mario Mario! Get-a your butt-a down here!
(Mario comes down the stairs into the old Italian style living room where his father is sitting in a wooden rocking chair and very upset)
Mario: You a-call for-a me, papa?
Giovanni: Yes, I did. Guess-a what-a happened to me today at the market?
Mario: I'm not sure, papa.
Giovanni: I show you. I find-a this.
(Giovanni reaches behind the rocking chair and pulls out a painting of a large green frog choking on turnips. Mario glances down right away as he recognizes the painting.)
Giovanni: I run into that-a Paula-leen girl from-a down the block. You-a know-a the one. She's a daughter of the Romano family. I see-a her in the market a-selling some paintings like-a this one. I-a think-a to myself how redee-culous they are and what-a fool she-a looks a-selling this art of hers. But she seem-a so happy to suddenly see-a me and wants a-me to come over and see these-a silly paintings. So, I be polite. I humor her. I go and look at-da paintings. She asks if I a-like dem. So, still-a polite-a, I say-a they are a-very nice and she must-a be very proud to have-a painted them. Ah, but then-a she-a say she-a not the artist. So, I look-a little closer at the painting. Tell me, what-a name do you-a see-a?
(Giovanni hold out the painting to Mario. Mario looks up and quickly glances at it and then goes back to looking at his feet.)
Mario: Super Mario
Giovanni: Yeah, that's-a what-a I saw too. And so, I am confused. I ask-a the Paula-leen who's-a this "Super Mario"? And she-a say that it's-a you. It's-a my boy! I say, that can not be. My-a Mario is-a too busy taking his-a plumber classes to be painting up such ridiculous pictures. But she-a say that no, Mario's been cutting his-a plumber classes and going to an art school instead. She-a think it a-wonderful and that you-a good painter. I not want to cause-a scene so I just agree and take a painting home to try and hide some evidence of my son's a-madness and shaming of this family. What you try to do us with this?
Mario: But papa, the art-a teachers think I have-a real-a gift and could make it as a painter. I don't have to be a plumber like-a you or your father or every other previous Mario in this family.
Giovanni: They a-lyin' to you!! They just want ta take advantage of a silly boy with silly dreams of nonsense. You-a plumber and you know it and-a plumbin' is-a all you ever gonna do. This-a isn't art. I a-know whatta art is! (Giovanni points to a painting on the wall.) This-a painting of a-sunken ship iza art! (Giovanni points to another painting on the wall.) That-a painting of-a marching bob-ombs iza art! (Giovanni points to a third painting on the wall.) That-a painting of a big-a snowman with-a little snowman by a snowy tree iza art! They-a so-a real you almost think-a you could jump in the picture and be there. (Giovanni shakes Mario's painting at him with fury.) This-a isn't even something a person would-a dream of.... having in their home. Itza not-a fit for the sewer!! Itza junk! (Giovanni smashes the painting over his knee.) You-a think you-a someone special. Someone super! But you keep-a chasing all-a sort of ideas to be this Super Mario. One day, you-a gonna be a golf pro. The next, you-a tennis pro. But, in the end, you always-a Mario Mario. A plumber. I've a put up-a with-a your childesh quest to be this Super Mario you-a think-a you are because I thought-a you'd have learned your lesson by now that you-a not. But I will not-a sit-a back and let-a you ruin your-a life with this nonsense. Either you-a go back and make it up-a to your plumbing school and instructor and finish your-a studies or you leave-a this-a house! Whatz a-gonna be?!
(Mario shifts his feet uncomfortably while looking at his smashed painting.)
Mario: I'll-a finish my plumbing lessons and be a plumber like-a you.
Giovanni: Good! (Giovanni sits back down in his rocking chair.) You-a see this iza for the best. Now hurry to class before they'a change-a their mind on you.
Mario: Yes, papa.
(Mario collects his gloves and hat and heads towards the door.)
Giovanni: And I better not-a find out you skipped class again-a tomorrow because you decide to suddenly learn-a to type and want to start-a working with computers or some such nonsense. No more silly dreams or you-a out-a on the street.
Mario: Yes, papa.
(The camera cuts to the front of the Mario's house as Mario Mario leaves through the front door. He runs down the front sidewalk towards the camera. The camera stays still as Mario gets closer and closer to it and eventually his face fills the frame in complete close-up. The camera pull back to reveal us back in the present day as it pans back from Mario's reflection in the mirror it had zoomed in on to initiate this flashback. After a bit, Mario stops looking at himself. He reaches over and grabs his hat from a nearby table. He looks towards the mirror again as he puts the hat on.)
Mario: (whispering to himself) I'll-a show you papa. I can-a be special.
(Satisfied at how his hat is positioned and at how he looks, Mario then turns and marches out of the room with determination.)