Movie booth in the jungle and a genie

Deep in the jungle, was an old box. This particular box had a welcome sign over it it and a glass panel holes where people go to exchange money. This box was an old movie theater box, you know, the kind you go to buy a ticket for a movie.

"Hey, you! No cutting, get back in line, theres people who was here first." The ticket master yelled from his box.
The ticket master lived in that little box. He hated people, his dream was to someday live in the amazon.
" I said, get to the back of line!" he yelled as a man tried to cut in front of a little girl going to see a movie about princesses.
" Wait, I think you will be interested in what I have to offer." said the man in a heavy Russian accent. " I have here something that everyone wants!"
"Yeah? And what makes you think I let some chump step on front of this poor lil gal? Get outta here!" said the ticket master.
"you want to live in the amazon, right?" replied the Russian gentleman.
"how could you know that? I diddin even tell nobody about that!" the ticket master said once again.
"please, mister let me see the movie." the little girl said pushing her money through slot in his booth.
" Here lil girl, enjoy the show" he said, handing her a ticket stub. " Whatta you want with me?" he said to the man.
"here, take this." the man replied, handing him a golden lamp, the kind you see in movies, you know the hero rubs the lamp and a genie comes out granting wishes.