And what sort of time do you call this?

We sort of lost track of the time.

The Owl didn't give a hoot.

Well your father does.

Mom would've let us stay out.

Mom's not here - you're grounded.

When's Mom coming back?

I dunno, honey.

But she is coming back?

I dunno, honey.

Will she find Ugly?

(Snapping)
I dunno, honey. I...I dunno. Alright kids, it's time to roost. Make sure you brush your beaks, and don't take all the water, my bill's big enough!