CUSACK: It had been raining for a long time,
and Peep was starting to feel cooped up.
(wind whistling)
(Peep sighs)
I wish something different would happen.
(wind whistling)
Whoo, wh...!
Whoa!
String-- that's different.
What can I do with string?
I know.
I'll give it to Chirp.
CUSACK: While Peep was dragging his string through the grass,
Chirp and Quack were patiently waiting for the rain to stop.
QUACK: This is ridiculous.
It's not even raining that much.
I want to go home.
So? Go home.
Just because I'm not getting wet doesn't mean you can't.
QUACK: There.
Now you have a rain hat.
I'm not wearing a rain hat.
QUACK: And what is wrong with birds wearing hats?
CHIRP: Quack, look at that little guy
pulling that great, big thing.
QUACK: It's Peep!
I'd recognize that roundness anywhere.
CHIRP: Peep! Over here!
Hey, guys!
Hi!
I was just coming to see you.
I brought you a really nice p...
Huh! That's funny.
It was just here a second ago.
You mean that giant thing you were dragging?
Giant thing?
It was just a piece of string.
CHIRP: But didn't you see what was tied to the string?
It was huge!
Look! There it is.
PEEP: Wow, if we can see it from way up here,
it must be pretty big.
QUACK: Big and heavy.
You're sure you didn't know you were pulling it?
PEEP: I didn't feel a thing.
Then there's only one explanation.
You're very strong.
PEEP: I am?
QUACK: Yup, under all that fluff is solid muscle.
Funny, I always thought I was the strong one.
Ah, well, I guess I'll have to settle
for being the most intelligent.
CUSACK: As the three birds walked home,
Peep couldn't stop thinking about his newfound strength.
PEEP: So you really think I'm strong, Quack?
QUACK: Oh, yeah, you're one mighty chick.
Why, I wouldn't be surprised
if you could lift that squirrel over your head
and fly him through the air.
PEEP: What squirrel?
QUACK: Uh... that one?
(sobbing)
It was just an idea.
PEEP: Hey, what's wrong?
CHIRP: Do you understand what he's saying?
QUACK: Uh-huh, yeah.
Fish are falling from the sky.
And squirrels... need more sleep.
QUACK: Where are all the fish?
CHIRP: Oh, I get it!
He has his acorns in that hole,
but the branch is blocking it.
So when winter comes, he'll have nothing to eat.
Is that why you're so upset?
(clapping)
(Quack munching noisily)
(quacks)
Wait!
(chewing)
We can help.
We can?
QUACK: Well, we can't, but, uh...
he can.
(spitting)
Don't worry.
He may not look like much, but this chick
is the strongest thing with feathers in the entire world.
Go on, Peep, show him.
Move that branch.
(hesitantly): Uh, okay.
(groaning)
(grunting)
(panting)
Did it move?
CHIRP: Nope.
It's because you didn't stretch.
You have to stretch first.
Everyone knows that.
(grunting and creaking)
(groaning)
Anything?
QUACK: Would you excuse us for a second?
Thanks.
Come on, guys.
What's going on?
You're making me look bad.
PEEP: I'm trying as hard as I can.
QUACK: How hard can it be?
I just saw you drag a big round thing
up an entire hill.
CHIRP: You know, Quack, just because something's big
doesn't mean it's heavy.
QUACK: Of course it does.
Bigger means heavier.
I'm bigger than you and I'm heavier.
No, something else must be different.
I've got it!
String. We need string.
Um, we'll be right back.
Peep forgot his tools.
(Quack mumbling)
Not it.
No, no, no, no...
I know I have string in here somewhere.
CHIRP: Quack, I really doubt
that string is going to make a difference.
Of course it will.
Don't you see?
It's the key that unlocks Peep's strength.
PEEP: Maybe Chirp's right.
Maybe the thing I was pulling wasn't heavy.
Maybe that's why I didn't feel it.
QUACK: But it was huge!
You could fit eight Peeps in it, easy.
CUSACK: Chirp suddenly saw a way to find out for sure
if bigger things are always heavier.
CHIRP: Hey, Quack, come here.
I need your feet.
Okay, the ball is bigger than the rock, right?
Well, I... I suppose.
You know.
Okay, lift it.
Easy, right?
Now do the rock.
Ow!
(grunting)
Ouch! Ouch!
CHIRP: See? I was right.
QUACK: So? What's your point?
CHIRP: My point is, the thing Peep was pulling
might have been big, but it wasn't heavy.
Humph!
(squeaks)
(quacks)
That proves nothing.
Remember, I'm the smart one.
And I say that Peep just needs some string.
That's what I say, and I'm the smart one.
CUSACK: Chirp proved two things that afternoon.
She proved that big things aren't necessarily heavy.
She also proved that Quack won't ever admit being wrong.
QUACK: No, no, no!
CUSACK: The squirrel learned something, too.
When a duck says he'll be right back,
he really means eventually... soon...
or when he's good and ready.