(ribbit) nonny: so the swamp dentists put the frog in their dental chair to give him a checkup. up. alligator: chomp! chomp! chomp! molly, gil: 'gator! molly: is he following us? gil: i don't think so... molly: phew! that was a close one! doctor! we just passed a bird! that's a snowy egret. maybe he needs a check up! gil: hello, egret. it's time for your check up! (squawks) open wide, please. hmm... what's wrong, doctor? does he have a cavity? he doesn't have any teeth either. birds don't have teeth. molly, gil: sorry, bird. (squawks) molly: there's got to be somebody around here who needs a checkup. alligator: chomp chomp chomp! molly, gil: 'gator! gil: let's get out of here! alligator: chomp! gil: he's right behind us! molly: and he's got really sharp teeth! alligator: chomp! molly, gil: ahhhhhh! alligator: chomp! chomp chomp! chomp chomp! molly: he's catching up with us! gil: doctor, look out! molly, gil: ahhhhhh! molly: shhhh... he's right underneath us. gil: don't worry, doctor. he can't get us up here... molly, gil: uh-oh... ahhhhh! (splash) aghhhhh! (sniffing) gil: whoa!