tootz: gotta run!osey on down to your belly ♪ ♪ look out, he's in your belly ♪ hey! ♪ so don't eat a thing that's my suggestion... ♪ (gasps) gotta run. (tootz laughing) (chatters "oh, no!") (tootz laughing) george: oh...! aha! now this looked more like a lung. when the walls moved out, air came in. when the walls moved in, air rushed out. george was watching himself breathe. ♪ oh, baby huh? ♪ i'm in your lungs ♪ ooh, yeah, he's in your lungs ♪ ♪ ooh, yeah, in your lungs ♪ ♪ that tootz, he's in your lungs... ♪ this was george's chance. so where should we go next? uh, the throat? hey! maybe the ears. george: aha. tootz: hey, what are you doing? (george hooting) hey, hey... (george laughs, hoots) (tootz screaming) no! i don't want to go! (yelling) george couldn't believe how hard it was to get rid of one measly germ. hmm. (george yelling, hooting) hah! (jabbering excitedly) (meows) hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? let me go! george didn't have a feather, but he did have 20 fingers. no! hey, cut it out!