Panning and scanning over tenement windows, we move down to street level to find a chubby dog singing. Various animal residents throw things at him, trying to stop the singing, until he is buried. He pokes his head up, and a lump from his head becomes the bouncing ball, over a field of concentric hearts. The now-crying dog drags a rock tied to a cord around his waist, as he writes a suicide note. Sal, in a hat with a flower, dances over the lyrics, morphing until she is nude, except for a grass skirt. Dancing under the palms, she is stopped by the police department.