(Rocko notices Heffer sitting on the telephone wire.) Rocko: Heffer, what are you doing up there? Heffer: I'm eating my lunch. Filburt: I'll be in the hospital for a few days while they run some tests. (whispering) I'm pretty sure it's something serious this time. Dr. Hutchison: (deadpan) It's a rash. Filburt: She's in denial. Poor thing. Heffer: Hey, Rock, you wanna move to France. Rocko: Not really. Heffer: Naw. Me neither. Monkey Guy: I thought I told you to keep your bird away from MY MONKEY!!! Fire Dog: Is this yours? Rocko: No! I mean yes. Fire Dog: Well, it seems "Polly" here got into a gas pump. Rocko: Oh? (Turdy opens his beak and fire comes out followed by a fire hose.) Gorilla: He scared my kid! Dog: He ruined my car! Rabbit: He chewed my garden! Pig: He pecked my customers! Cowboy: He ate my pony! (Turdy burps and a horse's whinny is heard.) Gordon the Foot: He ripped my socks. Rocko: Filburt! Hello. Filburt: Oh, Rocko, terrible news. Rocko: Oh? Filburt: The doctors couldn't find anything wrong with me! Fools!