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EXT - CROCKER’S HOUSE 
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INT - CROCKER CAVE 
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CROCKER POPS OUT OF MACHINE 
CROCKER 
At --
-- last, my DNA replicator is complete! --
-- With it, I can turn myself into Timmy Turner --
-- and trick his fairies into granting my wishes.
-- I call this baby: --
-- “The Turner me into Turner!...
-- ...ator”.
MRS. CROCKER (O.S.) 
Denzel! --
-- Are you ranting to yourself again?
CROCKER 
NO MOTHER! --
-- I’m ranting to my raven, --
-- Dwayne! --
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-- He’s my new BFF: --
-- Bird Friend Forever!
<DWAYNE SQUAWKS>
MRS. CROCKER (O.S.) 
<SNEEZES> You know I’m allergic to that bird. <SNEEZING FIT>
CROCKER 
Yes I do! --
-- That’s the cherry on top of our friendship sundae!
MRS. CROCKER (O.S.) 
I really wish you’d make some human friends.
CROCKER 
And I wish you fell victim --
-- to an abrupt meteor shower! --
-- A wish that will soon come true once I get Turner’s DNA. --
-- And I know the easiest way to get it:
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CUT to Timmy in his bed, missing a tooth. 
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CROCKER 
...by waiting six months for one of Turner’s teeth to fall out, --
-- dressing up --
-- like --
-- the tooth fairy, --
-- and --
-- snatching the tooth from under his pillow!
A SHADOW APPEARS.
(O.S.) 
Drop it. --
TOOTH FAIRY 
-- This tooth ain’t big enough for the two of us.
CROCKER 
If you want it, --
-- you’ll have to pry it out of my dainty gloved hand, --
-- toots.
Tooth Fairy Cracks her knuckles. 
(SFX: CRACK!)
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CROCKER (SUGG) 
Holy molars.
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TOOTH FAIRY (cheery) 
Thanks for the teeth! --
TOOTH FAIRY dispenses change. 
(SFX: CHA-CHING CHA-CHIING!)
-- PUNK.
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(CROCKER MOANS)
CROSS DISSOLVE 
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WANDA 
What are you gonna do with your tooth fairy money, Sport?
TIMMY 
Well, it’s only a quarter, so I guess I’ll...
-- not do anything.
COSMO 
I found --
-- some --
-- wisdom teeth on the ýoor --
-- but they’re not very smart.
-- Watch: --
-- Hey tooth, what’s the meaning of life?
COSMO (CONT’D) 
See? --
-- Nothing upstairs.
(WANDA SIGHS)
(O.S. SFX: LIMPING CAST HITTING GROUND)
Crocker limps in. 
(SFX: CROCKER MOANING)
CROCKER 
On to plan B --
-- to get Turner’s DNA!
CROCKER (SUGG) 
Ow, Physical Exertion.
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CROCKER 
Turner, would you care for some gum?
TIMMY 
No thanks. --
-- I make it a point to not take gum from weirdos.
CROCKER 
JUST CHEW THE GUM!
Timmy chews the gum. 
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CROCKER 
NO CHEWING GUM IN CLASS! --
-- Now kindly spit it into this sterile petri dish.