Bronty: What? What is it? Oh. Did I step on anyone?
Lambie: No. No, no, no. Nothing like that.
Doc: What's the matter, Lambie?
Lambie: I just noticed Lenny over there all by himself. And he looks kind of lonely. Let's ride over there so I can give him a hug.
Doc: Nice. And you can call yourselves the dinosaur delivery service.
Bronty: Ooh! Can I go, too? Can I? Can I? Can I?
Doc: Uh, Bronty, you're the "dino" in the dinosaur delivery service. Hee hee hee!
Bronty: Right. Right, right. That's me.
Lambie: Hee hee! Come on, Bronty.
Stuffy: Hey! Wait for me--never mind. I'll catch up.
Bronty: [Emphasizing words beginning with "h"] Hi! We're the dinosaur delivery service here to give you a hug.
Lenny: Wow. Uh, I think I hear a cat stuck up in a tree. Yeah, that's it. A cat. [Siren] Got to go. Bye. [Siren]
Bronty: I didn't hear a cat. Did you? Where's the cat? I don't see a cat.
Lambie: No, that was strange.
Doc: He was probably just in a hurry to get to his emergency.
Lambie: I'll bet Big Jack and Little Jack could use a hug.
Bronty: Yay! Oh, let's go! Let's go!
Stuffy: Uh! Uh! Don't worry about me. Just taking time to smell the flowers. [Sniffs] That's nice.
Bronty: [Emphasizing hhh sound] Hi. We're the dinosaur delivery service here to give you a hug. I thought Jack in the Boxes jumped up, not down.
Lambie: They seemed in a hurry to go, too.
Doc: Weird.
Lambie: [Gasps] Squeakers must want a hug.
Stuffy: [Panting] I--ehh... [Mutters]
Bronty: Hi. We're the--
[Squeaks]
Lambie: Hey, why is everyone running away from us?
Doc: I don't know.
Lambie: I'm offering hugs, and that's an offer nobody can refuse. I'm an excellent hugger, the best there is. So what's going on?
Stuffy: [Panting] Need...hug.
Lambie: See? Folks love my hugs.
Stuffy: Ahh.
Bronty: Thanks, Stuffy. [Emphasizing "h" sound] I know how happy your hug will make her.
Stuffy: Phew. Ohh...
Doc: Stuffy?
Stuffy: Don't worry. I'm OK.
Doc: Phew. Looks like Stuffy's feeling better.
Bronty: I'm happy to hear it.
Stuffy: Ugh.
Lambie: Yuck. Yikes, what's that smell?
Bronty: [Sniffing] I don't know, but it's horrible.
Doc: Oh, wow. I think it's time for a checkup, Bronty.
Bronty: And how! Stuffy's looking a little rough. He needs some help.
Doc: The checkups not for Stuffy, Bronty. It's for you.
Bronty: [Gasps] Me? What do you mean?
Doc: Hallie, this is our new patient, Bronty.
Bronty: Hi, Hallie.
Hallie: Ooh-whee!
Bronty: But I feel fine.
Doc: That's great, Bronty, but you're here because you have bad breath.
Bronty: I do?
Hallie: Honey, don't take this the wrong way, but your breath could strip the grease off a griddle.
Bronty: Really? [Exhales, then sniffs] Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! I--I can't get away from my own breath. Oh, wait. Everyone's running away from me.
Lambie: Not you, your breath. We love you.
Doc: Don't worry. I can fix your breath. I'm going to give you a dental checkup.
Bronty: Uh, how's that gonna help me?
Doc: I'm going to look inside your mouth and check your teeth to see if something in there is causing the bad smell.
Hallie: Now, don't you worry about a thing, pumpkin. This won't hurt a bit.
Bronty: Oh, th--
Hallie: Uh, no need to thank me...really. You're gonna love this chair.
Bronty: Ooh, that was fun. So far, this dental checkups not so bad.
Doc: Now open wide.
Bronty: Ah...
Doc: Here it is.
Lambie: Oh. It looks like a piece of...salami.
Doc: That's exactly what it is. I have a diagnosis. Bronty, you have Stinky Salami Breath.
Hallie: I just know this one's going in the "big book of boo-boos."
Bronty: Oh! Donny shared some salami with me. It was yummy. But is that what made my breath smell?
Doc: That's right. Sometimes when food gets stuck between your teeth, it starts to small bad.
Bronty: Oh! Now that you took the salami out, my breath is fine again, right? Hurray! Whoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo! Oh. Ooh.
[Stuffy sighs]
Bronty: Oh, no. This is hopeless, horrible, hide- I mean...really, really bad.
Doc: It's not hopeless, Bronty. There's a cure for Stinky Salami Breath. And it will just take a minute.
Bronty: I could sure use a hug-- Ooh, I mean cuddle right now.
Lambie: I'm going in. [Inhales]
Hallie: You go, girl.
Bronty: Oh, thank you, Lambie. This makes me feel much happier! Oops. Sorry.
[Lambie Exhales]
Doc: Bronty.
Bronty: What are those?
Doc: This is a toothbrush, and this is toothpaste. You squeeze a little bit of toothpaste onto the toothbrush. Then you stick the brushy end in your mouth and you--
Bronty: No way! I'm not sticking that thing in my mouth. Uh-uh. Mm-mm. Mm-mm...
Doc: Bronty, aren't you going to open up?
Bronty: Mm-mm! Mm-mm! Mm...
Doc: That's too bad, 'cause brushing your teeth feels so good.
Hallie: It sure does, Doc. Brushing is so nice, I do it twice a day to get all those itty-bitty bits of food right out.
Bronty: Mm-mm.
Lambie: Hey! Maybe we could all brush our teeth together.
Doc: We could have a tooth brushing party.
Bronty: A party? A tooth brushing party? Oh! Can I go? Where is it? What are we gonna do? What should I wear?
Doc: Bronty, of course you can come.
[Doc, Stuffy and Lambie]
♪ Toothpaste, toothbrush, a little water ♪
[Lambie]
♪ Not too much! ♪
[Doc]
♪ We got to brush 'em, brush 'em ♪
♪ Get all that stuff, that stuff that ♪
♪ Is hiding in between your teeth, teeth, teeth ♪
[Lambie]
♪ Brush 'em down and then up ♪
[Stuffy]
♪ From the back to the front ♪
[Stuffy and Lambie]
♪ Brush your teeth until ♪
♪ They're clean, clean, clean ♪
[Doc and Lambie]
♪ Peppermint, cinnamon ♪
♪ Favorite flavors, let 'em in ♪
[Doc, Stuffy, Lambie and Bronty]
♪ You got a party in your mouth, whoo! ♪
♪ Fresh breath, clean mouth ♪
♪ That's what brushing's all about! ♪
♪ We got to brush 'em, brush 'em ♪
♪ We got to brush 'em, brush 'em ♪
♪ Brush 'em up and brush 'em down, down, down ♪
♪ We got to brush 'em, brush 'em ♪
♪ We got to brush 'em, brush 'em ♪
♪ We got to brush our teeth now! ♪
Bronty: You were right, Doc. Brushing my teeth was fun. Oh, boy! It was so much fun.
Doc: And take a look!
Bronty: Wow! Pretty. And my breath feels nice and clean, too.
Stuffy: Oh! Oh! I want to see my teeth. [Looks in mirror] Aah! A dragon! Oh, wait. Ha ha ha ha. That's me. Hee.
Bronty: Um, now that my Stinky Salami Breath is cured, uh, do you guys want to, uh, you know, play with me again?
[Lambie giggles]
Hallie: You betcha!
Lambie: Bronty...
Stuffy: Sure!
Lambie: Of course we will!
Doc: Come on out, everybody. Bronty's all better.
[Squeaks]
[Bells jungle]
Lenny: Are you sure?
Doc: Say something, Bronty.
Bronty: Having horrible breath was hard, but how is it now?
Stuffy: [Sniffs] Mm. Minty fresh.
Doc: I knew I could do it!
Lenny: Check out the fresh breath of Bronty.
Lambie: Baa-eautiful!
Doc: Smells good.
Bronty: Oh!
[Bronty]
♪ I feel better, so much better ♪
♪ Thank you, Doc, for taking all the ouches away ♪
♪ Didn't feel so good till ♪
♪ You fixed me like I knew that you would, ooh! ♪
♪ And I feel better ♪
♪ So much better now ♪
Bronty: Ahh. And my breath is better, too.
Donny: Hey, Doc, I'm back. Have you seen--oh, hey. There you are, Bronty.
Doc: So how was soccer?
Donny: [Emphasizing words beginning with "h"] Hot. I'm happy to be home.
Doc: You know that salami sandwich you had for lunch? Yeah, you may want to brush your teeth. [Chuckling]