Sitting Ducks

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- Hooray! -

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Hmm. Hmm.

Hmm.

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Greetings, Bill. Say good-bye, adios...

and bon voyage.

You won't be seeing the three of us around for a while.

- Uh, me either. - Don't tell me, Ed.

The landlord's finally kicked you and your brothers out.

Not this time. We're off on a vacation.

Oly, Waddle and me won a fabulous sun-and-fun,

all-expenses-paid resort vacation!

Yeah! We're gonna be rubbing elbows with the rich and famous!

And the wealthy and well known too!

In fact, a limousine should be picking us up any second.

I didn't know you entered a contest.

That's the best part. We didn't!

This telegram just appeared.

- I don't know, Ed. This all seems a little fishy to m-- -

- Huh? - Wahoo! Our ride's here!

It's party time!

"Contest winners!" That's us!

Last one in was a rotten egg at birth.

First class all the way!

Hey, wait! Your bag!

Hey, in there, don't forget this!

Hey!

Huh. That was weird.

[Horn Honking, Tires Screeching]

I hope those three know what they're doing. Hmm.

Boy, the windows in that limo were really dark.

It was pitch-black. I couldn't see a thing.

And that seat was kind of lumpy.

That's 'cause you were sitting on me.

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Huh?

What kind of resort is this?

Don't embarrass me, Oly. This is what the rich call "rustic charm."

See? They've even got a fence to keep out the riffraff.

The rich are big on security.

Excuse me, your richness. Can you direct me to the spa?

Snobbedy snob.

No, no, Oly. That's normal.

You know how the rich are-- very snooty.

We'll pretend we're rich too.

Whoa!

Ow! Being snooty hurts.

Hey, look. This thing is full of dead bugs and greasy, slimy goop!

Oh, boy! An all-you-can-eat buffet lunch!

Hey, look at us. We're livin' like rich folks now.

Rich is right.

Rich, fat and juicy.

I wonder how their vacation is going.

- Whose? - Ed, Oly and Waddle.

Who cares? I'm happy as long as they're miles away from here.

Hey, it's 8:00. Mind if I watch the Reptile Channel?

- Tonight's gator wrestling. Thanks, buddy. - Huh?

Well, hey, there, you hungry gators.

Are you hankerin' for some good vittles?

Then come on down and get you some of my...

Colonel Snappy's mouth-waterin'...

duck nuggets!

So, when you got a gator-sized hunger,

try my lip-smackin' duck nuggets!

They're mm-m-mighty fine.

What are Ed, Oly and Waddle doing there?

They're supposed to be at a resort!

I guess that's how Colonel Snappy gets the ducks for his nuggets.

A free vacation scam.

That gator kidnaps innocent ducks?

This is awful! We've got to rescue them!

Bill, Colonel Snappy's is right in the middle of Swampwood.

I don't care. Come on!

Hum--

Let me just grab a snack first.

- No time! - Whoa!

The colonel keeps his ducks penned up in the alley.

- How do you know? - Um, I might've eaten here before.

- Hmm. - A long time ago.

What is that smell?

That would be deep-fried duck nuggets.

Ew! We gotta save Ed, Oly and Waddle before they're served with a side of fries!

Let's go!

- - I really should have eaten before we left.

I don't see them.

Psst! Hey! You over there!

- Hah! - Huh!

Forget them. They're scared senseless.

- Maybe I can pick this lock. - What, son?

What in tarnation is going on here?

How come you're messing with my pen?

I, uh-- I caught this duck, sir, and, um--

a-and I was hoping to sell him to you.

I could use the money.

Nice work, son.

I'm always in the market for fresh duck.

A bit puny, but I'll fatten him up.

Ohh!

- - Say, son,

if it's money you're after, I'm always lookin' for good help.

Come on inside. I can put you to work.

But I, um, uh--

Oh, don't be shy, son.

You can thank me by workin' your tail off.

Ed! Oly! Waddle! Where are you?

Whoa-uh!

- There you are! Thank goodness, you're okay! - What?

Bill, did you win a free vacation too?

No. Aldo and I came to rescue you!

Rescue? Why would we need a rescue from this swank resort?

Guys, resorts don't have cages and brick walls or locked fences!

But what about all this all-you-can-eat "gor-met" food?

That is slop to fatten you up!

Slop? Then what's that delectable smell that fills the air?

This is a holding pen.

Over there is Colonel Snappy's, a gator restaurant!

And that smell is deep-fried duck nuggets!

Aaah!

[All Shouting, Indistinct]

We're trapped!

Guys, guys, just relax. Aldo will get us out.

- - Attaboy.

Go feed those birdies so they'll get fat,

and I can cook 'em.

Yes, sir-- boss.

See? See? He's workin' for the colonel now.

Impossible. It's just part of Aldo's plan to get us out.

Aldo, have you got a plan?

- Yeah. I'm going to-- - What, son?

I'm going to, uh--

Force-feed these ducks, sir.

They'll get fatter, quicker.

Good thinkin', boy.

You know, an eager beaver like you deserves a promotion.

I'm puttin' you on deep fryer detail.

See? The only way Aldo will get us out of here is in a bucket of wings.

No. He's just faking it. He's trying to save us.

Oh, man, I'm starving.

Maybe I could taste just one.

- Or 12. -

- - Huh?

Must... not... eat... duck!

Must... save... Bill!

But how? I'll ask Bill.

Hmm.

Nyah! It's a takeout order with our names on it.

- - What did you do that for?

- - It might have been an escape plan from Aldo!

Nah. Waddle's right. Aldo's been seduced by the dark-meat side of the force.

Come on, guys. Read this one!

What are you writing there, son?

U-Uh, that is, uh--

It's a recipe, sir.

I hope to be a famous duck chef like you someday.

A noble aspiration, boy.

But you're plumb famished, aren't ya?

Come on inside. I got somethin' that'll "fixify" that.

Now do you believe me, Bill?

Aldo's not going to save us. He's going to eat us!

No. He'd never do that. I hope.

I can't have one of my employees goin' hungry.

Here, boy. Go find yourself a nice, juicy duck.

And I'll fry 'im up special for ya.

- - Aldo's my friend.

Aldo's my friend. Aldo's my friend.

Go on ahead and pick a duck. Any duck.

I'll take...

- that one. -

Well, I'll just unlock the gate. You can grab him yourself.

Don't bother.

All right, you nuggets--

I mean, ducks-- run for it!

- - Cease!

Come back here, you. I got ya. Ooh! Ow!

- - Aldo, I knew you'd save us.

Of course, Bill. Did you doubt it for an instant?

Bill had his doubts, but I always knew you'd come through, pal.

Come on. Let's get back to Ducktown.

I'll buy you a double cricket burger.

- - I'm so hungry, that actually sounds good.

When we get home, we have to warn everyone.

Avoid any free vacation contests.

Yeah! Once word about the scam gets out,

the colonel's deep-frying days will be over.

Okay. Let's go. Stick close to me.

I've got you covered.

That's the problem with vacations.