T. F. Gumby (Michael.) - Doctor! Doctor! DOCTOR! (he goes up to the antique desk and bangs the bell violently; he smashes the intercom and generally breaks the desk up) Doctor! Doctor! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! Doctor! Doctor! Where is the Doctor?

A pause. Then another door opens and another Gumby appears.

Gumby Specialist - (John) Hello!

T. F. Gumby - Are you the brain specialist?

Specialist - Hello!

T. F. Gumby - Are you the brain specialist?

Specialist - No, no, I am not the brain specialist. No, no, I am not...Yes. Yes I am.

T. F. Gumby - My brain hurts!

Specialist - Well let's take a look at it, Mr Gumby. Gumby specialist starts to pull up Gumby's sweater.

T. F. Gumby - No, no, no, my brain in my head. (specialist thumps him on the head)

Specialist - It will have to come out.

T. F. Gumby - Out? Of my head?

Specialist - Yes! All the bits of it. Nurse! Nurse! (a nurse enters) Nurse, take Mr Gumby to a brain surgeon.

Nurse - Yes doctor...

She leads Gumby out. In the background the specialist is grunting and shouting.

Specialist - Where's the `Lancet'?

Nurse (to T. F. Gumby) - He's brilliant you know.

Specialist - Where's the bloody `Lancet'? My brain hurts too.

Ambulance racing. `Dr Kildare' theme. Cut to operating theatre. The surgeon is not a Gumby.

Surgeon - (Graham) - (putting on Gumby props) Gloves... glasses...

moustache... handkerchief... (Gumby voice) I'm going to

operate!

We now see he is surrounded by Gumbys. T. F. Gumby is on operating table.

All -Let's operate.

They begin to use woodworking implements on T. F. Gumby.

T. F. Gumby - Hello!

Surgeon Gumby - Ooh! We forgot the anaesthetic!

Operating Gumbys - The anaesthetic! The anaesthetic!!

At that moment a Gumby anaesthetist comes crashing through the mall mith two gas cylinders.

Gumby Anaesthetist - I've come to anaesthetize you!!

He raises a gas cylinder and strikes Gumby hard over the head mith it. Bong. Blackness. Into the oblivion of animation.