"Poor old Doc," he sighed.

Doc sighed and took out his bandanna and wiped his face as though trying to wipe the prison atmosphere from his skin.

Ole Doc sighed as he realized how he stood between this homely work and a charred planet of debris.

Doc sighed as he paused to mop his brow.

Doc sighed in contentment.

Doc turned in his chair, sighed deeply, and looked out the window at the rusty wall of the theater.

"Unfortunately' Doc sighed, "I have to handle it myself.

Doc sighed with relief, "Why?"

The Doc sighed.

"I suppose we look like the original candy kids," sighed Doc.