[Up pops the Doctor. Firstly he looks out one side of the booth and then the other and while walking across bumps into Punch lying on the playboard.]

Doctor: Did someone call for a doctor? Oh its only you Mr Punch. What seems to be the matter?

Punch: I’m dead. [Knocks the doctor with his head and lies down again.]

Doctor: [Rubbing his head] Dead? Well you seem your usual self to me. But I suppose I’d better examine you nevertheless. Now Mr Punch where does it hurt? [The doctor examines at punch’s head.]

Punch: Not there, lower down.

Doctor: Lower down? Tell me Punch is it your stomach. You got a pain down there?

Punch: No lower down.

Doctor:[Leaning over Punch’s legs.]Lower down? You got saw legs then Mr Punch?
[Punch kicks the doctor in the face ]

Punch: No higher up.

Doctor: [Holding his head.] Mr Punch this is worse than I thought I’m going to have to get some medicine for you. You just lie here while I go and fetch a stick of liquorice. [Doctors exits]

Punch: [Getting up] Me like medicine.
[The Doctor returns with a stick. Punch drops back down again.]

Doctor: Here you are Mr Punch. Now take this medicine three times a day. Once [Hits], twice [Hits], three times[Hits]. You feel better now?

Punch: [Rubbing his head] Me no like that medicine. Me have a head ache.

Doctor: You've got a head ache? Well then you’ll need another dose then. [Hits him again. This time Punch grabs the stick from the Doctor and hits him with it.

Punch: Here your own medicine. That’s the way to do it! [Knocks the doctor into the air spins him around on the end of the stick and throws him and the stick down below.]