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Stuffy: Hm. How about we do snowy things inside till Doc comes back?

Chilly: Great idea. Um, I'll shine my buttons.

Stuffy: Well, not the first snowy thing that comes to mind, but okay.

Chilly: I gotta look good for my new snowman friend.

Lambie: I'm going to perform an indoor snow ballet. (Humming)

Stuffy: I'm gonna throw indoor snowballs, with a softer touch this time. Cotton balls!

Lambie: How are we gonna tell him he's hurt? He's gonna be so upset.

Hallie: Oh, he can't go outdoors like that.

Stuffy: And he really wants to make a snowman.

Chilly: What's goin' on, guys?

Hallie: Well...

Lambie: Nothing.

Stuffy: What makes you think something's wrong?

Chilly: Something's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?!

The Wicked King: Oh, for king's sake. Snowman, you've got a loose button on your tummy.

The Wicked King: (To Doc) Oh, for king's sake, the snowman's got a loose button on his belly, and everyone's up in arms about it. Everyone but me, that is. Because I have no arms. Zing, zing.

Doc: Oh, Chilly, you need a checkup.

Chilly: No, I don't, and you don't need to pull my button. Let's just go outside.

Lambie: But you love checkups.

Hallie: I never thought I'd see the day Chilly didn't want a checkup.

Doc: I can't let you go outside in the snow with a loose button. You might lose it.

Doc: I'd never let anything happen to you, Chilly. You know that.

Chilly: I know, Doc.

Doc: So let me give you a checkup.

Chilly: Okay. But I'm not gonna enjoy it like I usually do.

Doc: Chilly, do you remember when I had a loose tooth, and my mom had to pull it so it wouldn't keep hurting, and so a new tooth could come in?

Chilly: Uh-huh.

Doc: That's what your dangling button is like. We have to pull it, or it could get worse. Can you be brave?

Chilly: I don't have a brave bone in my body, 'cause I don't have bones.

Doc: Every kid, and lots of toys, go through this.

Chilly: (To a snowman) Okay, you're gonna love this one. What do snowmen eat for lunch? Huh? Huh? Give up? Iceburgers. (Laughs)

The Wicked King: Oh, for king's sake, he's made of snow. He can't speak.

Chilly: (To the snowman) Now don't mind him. He doesn't speak snowman. Okay, ready for another joke? Where do snowmen go to dance? Hmm? Huh? Snow balls! (Laughs)

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