Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I do beautiful surgeries.
You don't need to overthink it.
(fading): An old ottoman...
Time passes strangely when you're inside.
Nice work, Dr. Mole.
-Hey, Bertie. -(quietly): Shut up, Tucahorse.
Actually, could you do a flower?
You're approaching the cervix.
(baby voice): Aw, what's the matter?
Her extremely squawky family.
-(sneezes) -Hmm?
What the fuck kind of madness is this?
Aw. Oh!
Nah, don't worry about that.
Which color do you want?
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You'll need surgery for sure. No time to waste.
Yes, I know. That's always been your policy.
It's a peek into what Bertie does when Tuca's not around.
(giggling)
Um, sometimes when I need to take my mind off something,
from one body into another.
It needs to be me.
I'm literally inside my friend, trying to help her.
Should I be concerned?
Hello, I don't give a damn about you. Hello, I don't give a damn about you.
(whirring)
Well, luckily, you came to me.
I've spent my whole life climbing
♪ I'm a horsey birdy bird ♪