ERNIE: Oh, there's my friend, Sandy the Snake.
Hello, Sandy!
How are you doing?
SANDY: OK, I guess (HISSING SOUND ON S).
How you doing?
ERNIE: How am I doing?
Can't you tell just by looking at me?
SANDY: Hmm?
What do you mean?
ERNIE: Well, people will show how they feel by what they do
and how they look.
You want people to know how you're feeling
by looking at you?
SANDY: I suppose so.
What do I have to do?
ERNIE: Oh, it's easy.
Just listen, and I will tell you.
(SINGING) What do you do when you're feeling happy and you
want to show off just how great it feels.
Well, do what I do.
I say do what I do.
Go and do what I do.
Just snap your fingers and click your heels.
SANDY: Snap my fingers?
Click my heels?
Ernie, I'm a snake.
Snakes don't have fingers or heels.
This doesn't help me at all.
ERNIE: Oh dear, Sandy.
I never thought of that.
I guess you'll just have to tell people if
you're feeling happy.
But anyhow, (SINGING) what do you do when
you're feeling sad?
You're sorry and blue from your head to your toes.
SANDY: Toes?
What toes?
ERNIE: Well, do what I do?
I say do what I do.
Go and do what I do.
Just wipe off your tears, and blow your nose.
[SNIFFLING]
SANDY: Blow my nose?
What nose?
And what am I supposed to wipe the tears off with?
I don't have fingers to hold a handkerchief, Ernie.
I'm getting angry.
ERNIE: Oh yeah?
Angry, huh?
(SINGING) Well, what do you do when you're feeling angry.
You're mad on the surface and underneath.
Well, do what I do.
I say do what I do.
Go and do what I do.
Just clench your fist and gnash your teeth.
SANDY: Clench my fists?
Gnash my teeth.
I don't have fists.
And I have fangs, not teeth.
ERNIE: Oh, oh, all right, all right.
So you don't have fists or teeth.
You don't have to yell about it, Sandy.
I'm sure you can find a way to show me how you feel.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS]
SANDY: (SINGING SLOWLY) Well, what do I do
when I'm feeling mad?
I'm burning and ready for a great big battle.
Well, here's what I do.
I say, here's what I do.
Listen, here's what I do.
I sharpen my fangs, and I shake my rattle.
[HISSING]
ERNIE: [LAUGHS]
Oh, you sharpen your fangs and shake your rattle?
What good does that do?
Because nobody has fangs or a rattle except--
[GASP]--
except a rattlesnake.
[YELP]
A rattlesnake, a rat-- help, a rattlesnake!
SANDY: I guess I showed him.
[HISSES]