[splash]
[bell ringing]
- It's hard work,
but at the end of the day I sleep well
knowing that I'm out there saving lives.
- Okay, thank you, Dr. Francis!
[half-hearted clapping]
All right kids,
who wants to be a doctor when they grow up?
Okay, next up for career day we have Kai's dad, Jackal.
Says here he is an amateur immunologist.
[excited clapping]
[audience laughter]
- Magnificent specimen you have here.
[deep inhale]
Let me paint a picture for you kids.
It's dawn in the sub-Saharan bush,
you step outside,
and bam!
A Mozambique spitting cobra latches onto your leg,
you'll be dead in five hours.
What do you do?!
- Whoo!
Go daddy!
- Yeah.
Without the antivenom, you're dead.
But if you can survive a bite,
your body can naturally produce antivenom.
My goal is to make my blood a serum for all mankind.
[hissing]
- Uh, Jackal...
What are you doin'?
- The Mozambique spitting cobra,
one of Earth's most venomous snakes.
If I die, y'all better bury me.
[screaming, snake hissing]
[kids screaming]
- Whoo!
- Fight him daddy, fight him!
- Sir, you need to get to a hospital.
- Oh, I do this every--
[seizes]
--day!
My body fights the venom.
[sniffs]
Eventually my blood will--
[seizes]
--become a universal antivenom.
[sniffing sporadically]
- Okay, that is nonsense.
Right?
- Over time he could inoculate himself against the venom.
I mean it's crazy and dangerous,
but scientifically it makes sense.
- I'm feelin' better already.
[sniffing, exclaiming]
My goal is to save as many human lives as I can.
That's why I get bit every day.
Kids: Whoa.
Cool.
- No, no children.
Okay, well Jackal I think
that's all the time that we have--
Jackal: But I ain't never taken two bites at once!
If I die, y'all better bury me!
[screaming]
[kids screaming]
Oh, it hurts!
Mommy!
Whoa!
- Doc help him!
I'll call 9-1-1.
- I can't cure three deadly snake bites,
no one can!
[yells]
- Exactly correct mister doctor.
[sniffing]
Only my super blood can cure triple bite victims.
[sniffing]
My goal is pure, my heart is true.
- Your hair is falling out!
- What, oh.
Uhh, that's a normal reaction.
My body, my body is fighting a vile mix of toxins.
You see at this point--
[crashing]
[all exclaiming]
- Oh no, the class snake Slinky!
[screaming]
- It's all right kids,
one bite is as mild as a bee sting to me.
[rips]
You see--
You see when you get to the point where--
Ah!
[exclaiming]
[kids yelling]
My snakes are confused!
Ah!
[hissing]
[screaming]
All right.
They almost had me there.
Oh, oh we're good.
[slurring words] I'll be all right.
Okay, oops.
[teeth clattering]
- Mr. Jackal, your teeth!
- I'm not doing good, kids.
Ugh.
[sniffing]
But not to worry.
Oof!
I keep an antivenom for emergencies.
Never fear,
I will take control and fix this situation--
[screaming, snakes hissing]
They were hiding in my bag!
Ah, they laid a trap for me!
[screaming]
Save yourselves children!
[glass shattering]
Don't worry kids, I landed in a bush!
Oh no!
The bush is made of snakes!
- Whoo!
Go daddy!
Jackal: If I die, y'all better bury me!
Teacher: So children,
who wants to be an amateur immunologist
when they grow up?
Okay.
[audience laughter]
- Thanks for watching Studio Snake,
I mean C.
Ah!
Mm.
That tickled just a little.
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Mine's the Mozambique spitting mam-
ahhh!
No! The snake's--
it's just as the wizard predicted.
Oh Wizard Telemain, you slithery boy.