Script

Alright.

(To DUCKLINGS)
Auntie Maur-Maur is off now, I'll see you later.

(MAUREEN exits.)
 

Auntie Maur-Maur? What a weird name.
 

What a big world it is.
 

Yeah, far out.
 

I was getting scrambled inside that egg.
 

Don't go thinking that this is the whole world! It stretches far beyond the other side of the lake right into the Churchyard - though I've never been that far myself.
 

Wicked - let's explore.
 

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. There are one or two nest rules before you paddle off. Number one, no wet webbed-feet in the nest; Number two, you must feather your own nest every morning; Number three, no quacking after sunset; Number four, no plankton between meals; Number f...wait a minute, you're not all here.
 

Hey guys, there's going to be another member of the gang.
 

(Peering into the nest.)
Oh, quack! And it's the big one.

Look at the shell on that!

Egg-cellent!

How come he got such a big egg?

Yeah, we all got cramped into a regular shell, but that one got a queen-sized Ostrich job.

It's not fair, Mama.

No, Mama, it's not fair.