Sitting Ducks

- Ahh! Whoa! - Ahh!

Whaa-- ooah!

- (screaming) - (growling)

- (laughing) - (quacks)

- Ahh! - Whaa!

- (cheering) - (screams)

- (clangs) - (panting)

- (footsteps approaching) - (gasps)

- That duck gets into more trouble. - (slurping)

To be continued? To be continued?!

I'm tired of waiting around week after week after week

just to find out who's chasing that dumb duck!

Maybe there's nobody chasing him.

Maybe it's all in his head.

I don't know why you guys watch that show.

All it's about is a duck acting like a big chicken.

You're right, Bill! That's it!

I'm washing my wings of that show!

I'm with you, Ed! No longer will I be a prisoner of television!

Announcer: Next week on "Running Duck."

On the next "Running Duck"!

Of course we could always give it another week.

- Or even two. - The sun's going to be setting soon.

You know, it's funny how that duck

only seems to get chased at night.

Where are you off to, boys? You're not afraid of the dark, are you?

Us? No way, Bev.

We have to, uh... go soak our feathers.

Yeah, so many feathers, so little time.

Another shake, plea-- whoa!

No! I'm feeling weak. I'll waste away!

So what about you, Bill?

- Pardon? - Don't you want to run home

before the green scaly bugaboo gets you?

- I don't scare that easily. - Glad to hear it,

especially with all the rumors flying around.

What rumors?

I heard there was a sighting on the East Side last night.

There was-- well, those are just rumors.

And besides, we live on the West Side of Ducktown.

There's nothing creeping around here but crickets and moths.

Watch yourself out there.

Don't you worry about me.

This duck can take care of himself.

It's always the little ones who have to prove themselves.

(motorcycle approaching)

Hello?

- (frog croaking) - Who's there?

Ohh.

- Evening. - Hello.

- (bird chirping) - Come on, Noodles.

- (roars) - (screaming)

Help! Alligator!

- (gasps) - (roars)

- (banging) - Help! Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Help, help, help!

Bev!

- (growling) - Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Must be filming that TV show.

- (stomach rumbles) - Shh!

Huh?

- (roars) - (screams)

To be continued. To be continued!

Oh, please, to be continued!

Yeow!

Ow, ow, ow, oww!

Ohh!

Owee, owee, owee, owee!

Owee, owee, owee, owee!

(distant motorcycle passes)

Um... excuse me, are you all right?

- Do I look all right?! - Well, not rea--

Just get out of here, will you?!

You shouldn't eat ducks! It's rude!

And besides, alligators are supposed to stay out of Ducktown!

Oh, yeah? Well, ducks aren't supposed to--

hurt alligators!

What?! You were trying to eat me!

I know, I know. Just go away.

Ohh!

Look, you wouldn't understand.

You don't know how hard it is living so close to you guys.

I try, I really try,

but I get these urges. They just take over.

I mean, there's nothing like catching a nice fat--

ohh!

Aw, look at me, I'm talking to a duck.

Yeah, well, you better watch it,

'cause next time I won't go so easy on you.

You? Go easy on me?

Ohh!

Ohh!

What is it, your tooth?

There's nothing worse than a toothache.

I wouldn't know. Ducks don't have teeth.

Ohh.

Oh, yeah.

I know someone who could take a look at that.

Who?

- Bill? - Sorry to bother you, Cecil,

but I have...

an acquaintance, kind of friend,

who needs emergency dentistry.

It's really quite late, I--

did you say emergency dentistry?

Well, then, come right in!

- Thank you. I'm Aldo. - (Cecil gulps)

Why don't we just go down to my--

- off-- off-- - Claire: Cecil?

Darling, are you sleepwalking?

Be careful, Cecil.

Just yank his teeth out! Yank them all out, dear!

All right, let's have a little look-see, shall we?

Oh my. Oh my!

Oh my, my, my.

I've never worked on real teeth before.

Let's get down to business!

Boy, it's warm in here. I'm really roasting!

- (Cecil humming) - (stomach rumbles)

- You okay? - Huh-uh.

Hard to move in here!

- I guess I'm getting a bit too plump. - (rumbling)

- You having urges? - Uh-huh.

Oh, boy. Aldo, you can rise above your animal instincts!

Just stay calm!

- Cecil! - (snaps)

Ahh!

No, no, don't do it! Come on, open up!

You can resist! Come on, I trusted you!

Just let him go! Please!

- (gasps) - All done!

Good alligator.

- Bill: You feel any better? - Aldo: Yeah, pretty good.

Can't wait to try them out.

Relax. I don't mean on you.

Oh, whew. So that's a promise?

- Alligator's honor. - Well, then, in that case,

maybe we can be friends?

Yeah, why not?

A duck and an alligator, go figure.

When you think about it, it's not that strange.

- We both come from eggs. - And we're both naturally good swimmers!

And runners!

So maybe I can come back to Ducktown once in a while?

I'd like that. Just do me a favor.

- What's that? - Eat before you come over.

- (both laughing) - Oh, that was...

Aldo: Very funny, duck.

Pigeon poop! That's three I've lost this week.

I better start using more conditioner.

Ahh, autumn. My favorite season.

* How wonderful, how marvelous *

* How lucky to be a ducky *