Il était une fois... la vie (1987–1988): Season 1, Episode 14 - La bouche et les dents - full transcript
[lively music playing]
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
♪ Sing a song of life ♪
♪ Every heartbeat's a miracle ♪
♪ Feel the rhythm growing ♪
♪ Day by day as we go ♪
♪ Look inside, your body is humming ♪
♪ With a million drums that are drumming ♪
♪ Fill your lungs, get ready ♪
♪ Celebrating the joy
That's life ♪
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
THE MOUTH AND THE TEETH
[bright music playing]
-[kids laughing]
-[mom] Hello, children.
-[mom] Ready to eat?
-[Peter] Oh yes, Mom.
[Pierrette] We're thirsty too.
But haven't you two forgotten something?
-Huh?
-Hm?
-Come on, you can't fool me.
-What?
Let me see your hands.
It was my bike. The chain came off, Mom.
[gasps] Mommy, I was so hungry, I forgot.
-Get going!
-[sad moans]
Come on! [laughs]
[Pierrette laughs]
-Aha!
-[cackling]
Mm. It's horrible!
It tastes of bicycle grease!
-[disgusted sound]
-[chomping]
[spits] It tastes yucky! [disgusted noise]
-With a decent infection,
-Decent!
-we could move inside and eat properly.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Filthy junk food.
I hope this kid forgets to wash his hands.
[screaming]
[indistinct shouting]
Help me! Help me!
I've got to get out of here!
This filthy soap makes me feel so sick.
[grunting and growling]
-[bright music playing]
-[mice shouting]
-Here you are. Now that's better!
-[kids laughing]
[feel-good music playing]
[narrator] The mouth: first stage
in the process of digestion.
The teeth are specialized tools.
The incisors cut,
the canines shred
and the molars grind,
while the tongue helps to mash the food,
and the salivary glands
provide digestive juices,
which also disinfect the mouth
and help to keep it free of bacteria.
The mouth produces
two liters of saliva per day.
Hm.
I love to eat when I'm hungry, don’t you?
It tastes good on the tongue.
-[silly noise]
-[Peter Jr. chuckles]
[narrator] The tongue is sensitive
to four basic elements of taste:
bitter, acidic sweet, and salty.
[high-pitched sound]
[cheerful music playing]
[alarm beeps]
[chef] That's not enough.
Let's run a test.
-[assistant 1] Okay.
-[assistant 2] Here goes.
Aha! Yes.
[cheerful music playing]
That's it.
There.
It's ready for the taste test.
[blowing]
[blows]
[assistant chef] It's ready
for your taste test, sir!
[sniffs, disgusted exclaim, sniffs]
Very short on salt, I'd say, my friend,
very short indeed. Just a minute.
[gulps] Salt!
-[scullion] Thanks!
-Tell them there's not enough salt.
Hey, you there, listen!
-[apprentice] Who, me?
-Yes, I'm talking to you.
We need more salt, so don't stand there
gawping! Get this message off!
Yes, if you'll tell me how, and to whom.
Look, son,
this is a nerve cell, isn’t it?
So why don't you send an impulse
up to the brain?
-What's an impulse?
-You'll see.
[Speedy] I'm a nervous impulse.
-My friends call me Speedy! [laughs]
-Huh?
Goodbye!
-[bright music playing]
-[satisfying sounds]
Needs salt.
You're right. It could do with a bit more.
[inhales]
Ready for the taste-test.
It's ready for your taste-test now, sir.
[sniffs, exclaims in disgust]
-It's far too salty. Too salty.
-Hm.
Hm? Get it right!
Excuse me, sir, please can you explain why
we always work with salt, and only salt?
Well, we specialize in salt.
We are the great experts
on the subject, you see.
There are other highly qualified
specialists who deal in the other tastes.
For example, there's the sugar expert...
Hm-mm.
...and there's
the bitterness specialist...
[exclaims in disgust]
...and here's
the head of the acidity department.
Hm. Mm.
Hm-mm.
So? Enjoying a friendly chat, are we?
Go on, then. What are you waiting for?
The taste is too salty , send the message!
Well, they say there's no rest
for the wicked! [chuckles]
[Speedy 1] I've got an urgent salt signal.
[Speedy 2] Well mine's about sugar
and it's just as important as your signal.
[Speedy 3] I'm carrying a message
about a bitter taste,
and I have to deliver it upstairs
as soon as possible.
[Speedy 4] Hard cheese! My signal concerns
acidity, and that could be dangerous.
You'll just have to let me go on ahead!
[groaning]
Hang on, chaps! We’re evenly matched
in speed! All four of us.
Yes, so we’re bound to arrive
at the same time.
Of course! We must arrive together,
so that the brain can combine
all the four main tastes.
And if we're meant to arrive together,
then there's no point in racing.
Precisely.
-Quite right!
-Too true!
[happy sounds]
[singing happily]
[snoring]
[bright music playing]
Mm.
-[alarm beeping]
-[sniffing and snorting]
[loud sneezing]
[Maestro] What on earth was that,
for heaven's sake?
[assistant] It's pepper, Maestro.
Peter's eating.
Yes, it’s pepper all right. Oh.
Far too much pepper in fact!
Shall I transmit that?
No, before we can transmit,
we need all four basic taste elements
in combination.
[sniffing]
I can smell it.
But there's not a sign
of any taste message yet.
I wonder what's keeping the speedies?
[happy singing]
[frantic breathing]
Too salty, too salty!
[panting] Very little sugar.
[panting] And it's a little too bitter.
Medium acidity.
[panting] Please combine and transmit!
Now listen here, you boys. I want to see
an improvement in your attitude next time.
Taste is no laughing matter!
It's a symphony of sensations,
like an orchestra playing.
And I want you all in tune
right from the start next time. Got that?
That was nice. Did you enjoy it, Peter?
-[dog panting]
-[Pierrette] I like it salty.
Hey, get down, Roly Poly. Don't beg.
Mom says it’s bad for you if you put
too much salt on your food.
[bright music playing]
Milk is very good for you,
it makes your teeth nice and strong.
Your teeth are so pretty, Mommy.
They're all shiny and white, like ivory.
They are ivory.
Like an elephant?
That’s right! But our ivory
is covered in enamel
and enamel is very hard.
[Peter Jr.] Enamel? You mean
like they use on saucepans?
[laughing]
-[germ 1] This isn’t food... it’s muck!
-[germ 2] It’s disgusting.
[germ 3] You know, it’s been ages
since we’ve had a real treat, like sugar!
-Sugar...
-Oh shut up, you’re only depressing me.
[germ 4] We may as well admit it, chaps,
sugar is the only thing that makes
our miserable life worth living.
Sugar is what we want!
Sugar is what we need! Sugar, please!
[giggles]
[exclaims in delight]
[moans]
Hm. It’s sweet all right! Send a message:
there’s far too much sugar.
[moaning and groaning]
[Stroppy] Huh? Hm. Hm. Hm.
Aha!
That’s some sugar!
[munching sounds]
[wicked laughter]
Look alive, you skinny little weaklings.
Here's something that'll put
hair on your chest! Sugar!
[wicked laughing]
[germ] Sugar...
[munching sounds]
[wicked laughter, grunting, groaning]
[Stroppy] Nine, ten, eleven, twelve...
Aha! That's it, men.
We're ready to go into action!
Just look at this unconquered molar:
gleaming white!
Shall we tackle it? What do you say?
[germs cheering]
[wicked laughter]
[wicked laughter]
Okay!
[grunting]
There's our route, men.
We're going to tackle the east face,
after we've had some sugar!
[cheering]
Yay!
[munching sounds]
-[Stroppy] Let's go, guys!
-[grunting]
Here! This way.
-[groans]
-Here.
[moaning and groaning]
Take it away!
[germ screaming]
[moaning]
[Stroppy] At last! [groans]
The summit.
[moaning and groaning]
Over there! That's where we'll begin.
-Why don't we start here?
-Nincompoop!
This position is far too exposed.
We couldn't defend ourselves here.
But over there, we can shelter safely
in the crevices
until we're well and truly dug in.
So, cut the cackle
and have more sugar, men!
[munching sounds]
-[light music playing]
-Halt!
-[mumbling and groaning]
I’ve chosen the spot, men,
so let's get busy.
[mumbling]
[grunting]
Listen, Chief, we've been bashing away
at this enamel for hours,
but we haven't made
the slightest impression.
That's because tooth enamel is
the hardest material in the human body.
I never told you, men,
that it would be easy digging this cavity.
It takes patience,
and work, work, work.
Aw, but I'm bored with this work.
Why don't we do something else?
Shall I spell it out for you in words
of one syllable, you blithering idiot?
You only got one talent, and that's for
making holes in teeth. So get on with it!
[grunting and groaning]
But just you wait till we've made
the cavity and got inside the tooth,
then we’ll be living on easy street.
We can multiply,
and hand out some punishment
to this body.
-Really, can we hurt it?
-Yes! Toothache.
And then, when we get as far as the root,
we can move into the bloodstream.
Hm!
That's what I like best.
We take over the whole organism.
[somber music playing]
[grunting and groaning]
We're far from beaten! Bring the drill!
[grunts]
[rattling]
He handles that drill like a professional.
He is a professional.
That fellow's got a brilliant record.
He's worked on three enormous cavities
and an infected root.
I've always dreamt of finding a
big black cavity for myself
where I can live happily ever after.
[groans] This is a tough one! The enamel
is young and hard as nails.
But leave it to me,
I'll breakthrough in the end.
-[rattles]
-[bright music playing]
[mom] Children! Children!
Where have you kids got to?
[Peter Jr.] Over here, Mom!
Come on, jump, Roly Poly!
[Pierrette] We're teaching
Roly Poly to jump.
[Peter Jr.] Sit, Roly Poly.
[mom] Now pay attention.
Have you brushed your teeth?
Come on, Roly Poly, big jump!
No, I forgot, Mom.
But I promise I’ll do them tonight. Huh?
Peter, you'll brush your teeth
this minute, do you hear?
You should always brush your teeth
after eating something sweet,
otherwise, you'll end up
with rotten teeth.
Do rotten teeth hurt, Mommy?
Very much. Come on, hurry up.
[drilling and rattling]
[swooshing noise]
Listen.
Look out! It's a toothbrush!
[cheerful music playing]
[shouts] Every man for himself!
[shouting]
[germ] Come on. Let's get out of here.
[Stroppy] Holy curses!
Toothpaste! The game's up!
We can't fight toothpaste!
[screams]
[shouting]
[disgruntled noise]
-They're wet.
-[groans] This is a temporary setback.
I don't want you fellows to lose heart.
Remember that everything
comes to him who waits.
[mischievous music playing]
-Well, we've had rotten luck, I reckon.
-Hm-mm.
-What's that?
-We've actually had good luck!
You must be joking!
No! We're very lucky to be alive.
That toothpaste could have wiped out
the lot of us.
If I don't get sugar soon,
I'll go out of my mind.
[squeals]
[groans]
Huh?
-[muttering]
Our luck has turned!
-It's sugar!
-[munching]
[grunts, laughs wickedly]
[grunting and groaning]
[cackles]
[grunting and groaning]
[satisfied sigh]
No more sugar. How can they expect
a day's work from a guy on short rations?
I can feel the strength seeping out of me.
[squeals]
[moaning]
[gasping, muttering]
[grunts]
Now that's what I call luck!
Now we've got enough sugar
to start multiplying!
[Stroppy] Right, let's get to work.
-[drilling and rattling]
-[wicked laughing]
-[gasps]
-[cheering]
-Ow, my tooth! [moans] That was sore!
-[dog barks]
[Pierrette] Roly Poly! Roly Poly!
[laughs]
-We've had a good year, haven't we?
-Yes.
[engine rumbling in distance]
Okay, push it this way.
This is real progress, I tell you!
We're nearly at the root.
Bring me another length of pipe.
Lower away.
Start up!
Work is really slowing down, Boss.
We're running out of sugar for the men.
Well, tell them to take
a short break then.
She'll be eating any moment now,
and she can't be bothered
to brush her teeth afterwards.
You can tell the men
there's no need to worry.
Hm.
-[cheering]
-Didn't I tell you! Right on time!
It's raining sugar!
[munching noise]
[munching noises]
Oh! It's my favorite! [pained sigh]
Oh, that was sore! Really sore! Mommy...
[bright music playing]
Open wide, little one.
[moans]
She's got quite a deep cavity,
and I'd better see to it right away,
before it gets any closer to the root.
That's funny, Doctor! I brush
my teeth every day, don't I, Mommy?
And sometimes,
I even brush them twice a day.
[snickers] My dear little girl,
you ought to brush your teeth
each and every time you eat
anything with sugar in it.
Why, Doctor?
There are colonies of bacteria
living in your mouth,
and their only source of nourishment
is sugar.
They transform the sugar into acid,
which then attacks your teeth.
But that simply can' t happen
if you brush away the sugar.
[scared moan]
It's hurting me!
[wicked laughing]
[Maestro]
It's hurting because the nerve is affected
and it has begun to send pain messages.
And if those germs
get into the bloodstream,
they can spread their infection
anywhere in the body.
Luckily for you,
the body's police force never sleeps.
What's this? Huh?
This is a blood vessel;
it's full of blood.
So, what's blood for?
It brings oxygen to this tooth,
then it goes off into the body.
But that means
if we get into this blood vessel
the whole body's our oyster.
You'd have to be very careful.
The bloodstream is patrolled by policemen.
You're just a scaredy-cat.
Come on, guys!
[indistinct chattering]
[moaning and groaning]
[whispers] Let’s join them.
-Yeah.
-We're gonna slip in.
[cop 1] So far, so good!
No sign of trouble today.
[Jumbo Jr.] I wouldn’t take anything
for granted, Constable.
A tooth is a very sensitive area,
and it's an ideal infiltration route.
Calling lymphocyte patrol! This is
Lieutenant Jumbo in tooth number 17.
A highly suspicious group is headed
your way. Intercept them, please.
[Claire] Leave them to us, Lieutenant,
we’ll investigate.
Captain...
[Peter Jr.] I've never seen
blue corpuscles before!
Streptococcus mutants.
Hm-mm.
-Let’s get rid of them. Ready?
-Right!
[buzzing]
[pained shouting]
[relieved sigh]
I'm going to clean up the cavity, now.
It'll be quite painless.
-[unsettling music playing]
-[grunting and groaning]
[muttering]
[shouting]
-[feel-good music playing]
-[shouting]
[shouting and mumbling]
Now, remember, child,
that teeth have to last a lifetime.
So, keep sugar from away them
and you’ll starve those bacteria
with nothing better to do than dig holes.
[chuckles]
[lively music playing]
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
♪ Sing a song of life ♪
♪ Every heartbeat's a miracle ♪
♪ Feel the rhythm growing ♪
♪ Day by day as we go ♪
♪ Look inside, your body is humming ♪
♪ With a million drums that are drumming ♪
♪ Fill your lungs, get ready ♪
♪ Celebrating the joy
That's life ♪
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
♪ Is life, is life, that's life ♪
THE MOUTH AND THE TEETH
[bright music playing]
-[kids laughing]
-[mom] Hello, children.
-[mom] Ready to eat?
-[Peter] Oh yes, Mom.
[Pierrette] We're thirsty too.
But haven't you two forgotten something?
-Huh?
-Hm?
-Come on, you can't fool me.
-What?
Let me see your hands.
It was my bike. The chain came off, Mom.
[gasps] Mommy, I was so hungry, I forgot.
-Get going!
-[sad moans]
Come on! [laughs]
[Pierrette laughs]
-Aha!
-[cackling]
Mm. It's horrible!
It tastes of bicycle grease!
-[disgusted sound]
-[chomping]
[spits] It tastes yucky! [disgusted noise]
-With a decent infection,
-Decent!
-we could move inside and eat properly.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Filthy junk food.
I hope this kid forgets to wash his hands.
[screaming]
[indistinct shouting]
Help me! Help me!
I've got to get out of here!
This filthy soap makes me feel so sick.
[grunting and growling]
-[bright music playing]
-[mice shouting]
-Here you are. Now that's better!
-[kids laughing]
[feel-good music playing]
[narrator] The mouth: first stage
in the process of digestion.
The teeth are specialized tools.
The incisors cut,
the canines shred
and the molars grind,
while the tongue helps to mash the food,
and the salivary glands
provide digestive juices,
which also disinfect the mouth
and help to keep it free of bacteria.
The mouth produces
two liters of saliva per day.
Hm.
I love to eat when I'm hungry, don’t you?
It tastes good on the tongue.
-[silly noise]
-[Peter Jr. chuckles]
[narrator] The tongue is sensitive
to four basic elements of taste:
bitter, acidic sweet, and salty.
[high-pitched sound]
[cheerful music playing]
[alarm beeps]
[chef] That's not enough.
Let's run a test.
-[assistant 1] Okay.
-[assistant 2] Here goes.
Aha! Yes.
[cheerful music playing]
That's it.
There.
It's ready for the taste test.
[blowing]
[blows]
[assistant chef] It's ready
for your taste test, sir!
[sniffs, disgusted exclaim, sniffs]
Very short on salt, I'd say, my friend,
very short indeed. Just a minute.
[gulps] Salt!
-[scullion] Thanks!
-Tell them there's not enough salt.
Hey, you there, listen!
-[apprentice] Who, me?
-Yes, I'm talking to you.
We need more salt, so don't stand there
gawping! Get this message off!
Yes, if you'll tell me how, and to whom.
Look, son,
this is a nerve cell, isn’t it?
So why don't you send an impulse
up to the brain?
-What's an impulse?
-You'll see.
[Speedy] I'm a nervous impulse.
-My friends call me Speedy! [laughs]
-Huh?
Goodbye!
-[bright music playing]
-[satisfying sounds]
Needs salt.
You're right. It could do with a bit more.
[inhales]
Ready for the taste-test.
It's ready for your taste-test now, sir.
[sniffs, exclaims in disgust]
-It's far too salty. Too salty.
-Hm.
Hm? Get it right!
Excuse me, sir, please can you explain why
we always work with salt, and only salt?
Well, we specialize in salt.
We are the great experts
on the subject, you see.
There are other highly qualified
specialists who deal in the other tastes.
For example, there's the sugar expert...
Hm-mm.
...and there's
the bitterness specialist...
[exclaims in disgust]
...and here's
the head of the acidity department.
Hm. Mm.
Hm-mm.
So? Enjoying a friendly chat, are we?
Go on, then. What are you waiting for?
The taste is too salty , send the message!
Well, they say there's no rest
for the wicked! [chuckles]
[Speedy 1] I've got an urgent salt signal.
[Speedy 2] Well mine's about sugar
and it's just as important as your signal.
[Speedy 3] I'm carrying a message
about a bitter taste,
and I have to deliver it upstairs
as soon as possible.
[Speedy 4] Hard cheese! My signal concerns
acidity, and that could be dangerous.
You'll just have to let me go on ahead!
[groaning]
Hang on, chaps! We’re evenly matched
in speed! All four of us.
Yes, so we’re bound to arrive
at the same time.
Of course! We must arrive together,
so that the brain can combine
all the four main tastes.
And if we're meant to arrive together,
then there's no point in racing.
Precisely.
-Quite right!
-Too true!
[happy sounds]
[singing happily]
[snoring]
[bright music playing]
Mm.
-[alarm beeping]
-[sniffing and snorting]
[loud sneezing]
[Maestro] What on earth was that,
for heaven's sake?
[assistant] It's pepper, Maestro.
Peter's eating.
Yes, it’s pepper all right. Oh.
Far too much pepper in fact!
Shall I transmit that?
No, before we can transmit,
we need all four basic taste elements
in combination.
[sniffing]
I can smell it.
But there's not a sign
of any taste message yet.
I wonder what's keeping the speedies?
[happy singing]
[frantic breathing]
Too salty, too salty!
[panting] Very little sugar.
[panting] And it's a little too bitter.
Medium acidity.
[panting] Please combine and transmit!
Now listen here, you boys. I want to see
an improvement in your attitude next time.
Taste is no laughing matter!
It's a symphony of sensations,
like an orchestra playing.
And I want you all in tune
right from the start next time. Got that?
That was nice. Did you enjoy it, Peter?
-[dog panting]
-[Pierrette] I like it salty.
Hey, get down, Roly Poly. Don't beg.
Mom says it’s bad for you if you put
too much salt on your food.
[bright music playing]
Milk is very good for you,
it makes your teeth nice and strong.
Your teeth are so pretty, Mommy.
They're all shiny and white, like ivory.
They are ivory.
Like an elephant?
That’s right! But our ivory
is covered in enamel
and enamel is very hard.
[Peter Jr.] Enamel? You mean
like they use on saucepans?
[laughing]
-[germ 1] This isn’t food... it’s muck!
-[germ 2] It’s disgusting.
[germ 3] You know, it’s been ages
since we’ve had a real treat, like sugar!
-Sugar...
-Oh shut up, you’re only depressing me.
[germ 4] We may as well admit it, chaps,
sugar is the only thing that makes
our miserable life worth living.
Sugar is what we want!
Sugar is what we need! Sugar, please!
[giggles]
[exclaims in delight]
[moans]
Hm. It’s sweet all right! Send a message:
there’s far too much sugar.
[moaning and groaning]
[Stroppy] Huh? Hm. Hm. Hm.
Aha!
That’s some sugar!
[munching sounds]
[wicked laughter]
Look alive, you skinny little weaklings.
Here's something that'll put
hair on your chest! Sugar!
[wicked laughing]
[germ] Sugar...
[munching sounds]
[wicked laughter, grunting, groaning]
[Stroppy] Nine, ten, eleven, twelve...
Aha! That's it, men.
We're ready to go into action!
Just look at this unconquered molar:
gleaming white!
Shall we tackle it? What do you say?
[germs cheering]
[wicked laughter]
[wicked laughter]
Okay!
[grunting]
There's our route, men.
We're going to tackle the east face,
after we've had some sugar!
[cheering]
Yay!
[munching sounds]
-[Stroppy] Let's go, guys!
-[grunting]
Here! This way.
-[groans]
-Here.
[moaning and groaning]
Take it away!
[germ screaming]
[moaning]
[Stroppy] At last! [groans]
The summit.
[moaning and groaning]
Over there! That's where we'll begin.
-Why don't we start here?
-Nincompoop!
This position is far too exposed.
We couldn't defend ourselves here.
But over there, we can shelter safely
in the crevices
until we're well and truly dug in.
So, cut the cackle
and have more sugar, men!
[munching sounds]
-[light music playing]
-Halt!
-[mumbling and groaning]
I’ve chosen the spot, men,
so let's get busy.
[mumbling]
[grunting]
Listen, Chief, we've been bashing away
at this enamel for hours,
but we haven't made
the slightest impression.
That's because tooth enamel is
the hardest material in the human body.
I never told you, men,
that it would be easy digging this cavity.
It takes patience,
and work, work, work.
Aw, but I'm bored with this work.
Why don't we do something else?
Shall I spell it out for you in words
of one syllable, you blithering idiot?
You only got one talent, and that's for
making holes in teeth. So get on with it!
[grunting and groaning]
But just you wait till we've made
the cavity and got inside the tooth,
then we’ll be living on easy street.
We can multiply,
and hand out some punishment
to this body.
-Really, can we hurt it?
-Yes! Toothache.
And then, when we get as far as the root,
we can move into the bloodstream.
Hm!
That's what I like best.
We take over the whole organism.
[somber music playing]
[grunting and groaning]
We're far from beaten! Bring the drill!
[grunts]
[rattling]
He handles that drill like a professional.
He is a professional.
That fellow's got a brilliant record.
He's worked on three enormous cavities
and an infected root.
I've always dreamt of finding a
big black cavity for myself
where I can live happily ever after.
[groans] This is a tough one! The enamel
is young and hard as nails.
But leave it to me,
I'll breakthrough in the end.
-[rattles]
-[bright music playing]
[mom] Children! Children!
Where have you kids got to?
[Peter Jr.] Over here, Mom!
Come on, jump, Roly Poly!
[Pierrette] We're teaching
Roly Poly to jump.
[Peter Jr.] Sit, Roly Poly.
[mom] Now pay attention.
Have you brushed your teeth?
Come on, Roly Poly, big jump!
No, I forgot, Mom.
But I promise I’ll do them tonight. Huh?
Peter, you'll brush your teeth
this minute, do you hear?
You should always brush your teeth
after eating something sweet,
otherwise, you'll end up
with rotten teeth.
Do rotten teeth hurt, Mommy?
Very much. Come on, hurry up.
[drilling and rattling]
[swooshing noise]
Listen.
Look out! It's a toothbrush!
[cheerful music playing]
[shouts] Every man for himself!
[shouting]
[germ] Come on. Let's get out of here.
[Stroppy] Holy curses!
Toothpaste! The game's up!
We can't fight toothpaste!
[screams]
[shouting]
[disgruntled noise]
-They're wet.
-[groans] This is a temporary setback.
I don't want you fellows to lose heart.
Remember that everything
comes to him who waits.
[mischievous music playing]
-Well, we've had rotten luck, I reckon.
-Hm-mm.
-What's that?
-We've actually had good luck!
You must be joking!
No! We're very lucky to be alive.
That toothpaste could have wiped out
the lot of us.
If I don't get sugar soon,
I'll go out of my mind.
[squeals]
[groans]
Huh?
-[muttering]
Our luck has turned!
-It's sugar!
-[munching]
[grunts, laughs wickedly]
[grunting and groaning]
[cackles]
[grunting and groaning]
[satisfied sigh]
No more sugar. How can they expect
a day's work from a guy on short rations?
I can feel the strength seeping out of me.
[squeals]
[moaning]
[gasping, muttering]
[grunts]
Now that's what I call luck!
Now we've got enough sugar
to start multiplying!
[Stroppy] Right, let's get to work.
-[drilling and rattling]
-[wicked laughing]
-[gasps]
-[cheering]
-Ow, my tooth! [moans] That was sore!
-[dog barks]
[Pierrette] Roly Poly! Roly Poly!
[laughs]
-We've had a good year, haven't we?
-Yes.
[engine rumbling in distance]
Okay, push it this way.
This is real progress, I tell you!
We're nearly at the root.
Bring me another length of pipe.
Lower away.
Start up!
Work is really slowing down, Boss.
We're running out of sugar for the men.
Well, tell them to take
a short break then.
She'll be eating any moment now,
and she can't be bothered
to brush her teeth afterwards.
You can tell the men
there's no need to worry.
Hm.
-[cheering]
-Didn't I tell you! Right on time!
It's raining sugar!
[munching noise]
[munching noises]
Oh! It's my favorite! [pained sigh]
Oh, that was sore! Really sore! Mommy...
[bright music playing]
Open wide, little one.
[moans]
She's got quite a deep cavity,
and I'd better see to it right away,
before it gets any closer to the root.
That's funny, Doctor! I brush
my teeth every day, don't I, Mommy?
And sometimes,
I even brush them twice a day.
[snickers] My dear little girl,
you ought to brush your teeth
each and every time you eat
anything with sugar in it.
Why, Doctor?
There are colonies of bacteria
living in your mouth,
and their only source of nourishment
is sugar.
They transform the sugar into acid,
which then attacks your teeth.
But that simply can' t happen
if you brush away the sugar.
[scared moan]
It's hurting me!
[wicked laughing]
[Maestro]
It's hurting because the nerve is affected
and it has begun to send pain messages.
And if those germs
get into the bloodstream,
they can spread their infection
anywhere in the body.
Luckily for you,
the body's police force never sleeps.
What's this? Huh?
This is a blood vessel;
it's full of blood.
So, what's blood for?
It brings oxygen to this tooth,
then it goes off into the body.
But that means
if we get into this blood vessel
the whole body's our oyster.
You'd have to be very careful.
The bloodstream is patrolled by policemen.
You're just a scaredy-cat.
Come on, guys!
[indistinct chattering]
[moaning and groaning]
[whispers] Let’s join them.
-Yeah.
-We're gonna slip in.
[cop 1] So far, so good!
No sign of trouble today.
[Jumbo Jr.] I wouldn’t take anything
for granted, Constable.
A tooth is a very sensitive area,
and it's an ideal infiltration route.
Calling lymphocyte patrol! This is
Lieutenant Jumbo in tooth number 17.
A highly suspicious group is headed
your way. Intercept them, please.
[Claire] Leave them to us, Lieutenant,
we’ll investigate.
Captain...
[Peter Jr.] I've never seen
blue corpuscles before!
Streptococcus mutants.
Hm-mm.
-Let’s get rid of them. Ready?
-Right!
[buzzing]
[pained shouting]
[relieved sigh]
I'm going to clean up the cavity, now.
It'll be quite painless.
-[unsettling music playing]
-[grunting and groaning]
[muttering]
[shouting]
-[feel-good music playing]
-[shouting]
[shouting and mumbling]
Now, remember, child,
that teeth have to last a lifetime.
So, keep sugar from away them
and you’ll starve those bacteria
with nothing better to do than dig holes.
[chuckles]
[lively music playing]