(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Ow! Ouch!

(GROANS) Hey, guys.

Oh, hey, Donald.

(STAMMERS) What the heck is that?

(PULSING)

I don't know, but it sure does hurt.

That's a serious condition.

You need to see a doctor.

(STAMMERS) Doctor?

No, no, no. No doctor!

(EXCLAIMING IN PAIN)

Oh, what am I gonna do?

Don't worry, pal. Goofy and I will find you a cure!

No doctors?

No doctors!

Here we go, my cure-all remedy,

honey!

Well, that should help with the swelling and soothe the pain.

That does feel good. Ooh!

(SLURPING)

(ROARS)

MICKEY: Aw, don't worry, pal, this next one's sure to work.

A good old-fashioned foot massage!

(CHUCKLES) My specialty.

(GROANING)

Darn thing!

(GROANING)

(PULSING)

(SCREAMS)

MICKEY: Now to re-harmonize your aura.

Ah... Oh... Ooh...

(SCREAMS)

(PULSING)

(GROANING)

He ain't looking too good, Mick.

We better try something different.

to the doctor.

Doctor!

I said no doctors!

Now, Donald, take it easy.

(STAMMERING)

Nothing to be scared of.

(STAMMERING) No doctors.

Get him!

Okay, just gonna head to the doctor.

(SIREN WAILS)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(SIGHS)

WAITRESS: Tropical drink, sir?

Thank you.

(YELLING)

(SCREAMING)

(CRASHING)

MICKEY: Donald? Donald!

is gone!

Wow!

My foot feels good as new!

See! Nothing to be scared of after all.

You were right, what was I thinking. Thanks, Mickey.

Huh, don't thank me. Thank your doctor.

Thanks, Doc!

No problem. It was delicious.

(BURPS)

What?

(ALL LAUGH)