Hmm.... hmm... I don't know.
Yeah.. no.
Yeah!
No. No, no.
Hmm.
CUSACK: Summer is a time when ducks like to make plans.
I've got it!
Quack's plan!
(clearing throat)
I, Quack, plan to spend my whole summer here.
In my pond.
Talking to my friends about ducks.
(jazz scatting)
Quack.
Yup, nothing beats the feeling of a wet bottom
when you're talking about ducks.
(laughing)
Right, Frog?
Frog?
Hmm.
Fish?
Where are all the fish?
Peep? Chirp?
Anybody? (echoing)
I need everybody to come to me!
So I can be in my pond!
And talk about ducks!
So come!
Right now!
CUSACK: Quack realized that if he couldn't get anyone
to come to his pond, his plan wasn't going to work.
Hmm...
I know just what to do!
Oh, Quack, you've done it again!
You are so smart.
Quack.
Hi, Beaver Boy! I'm having a party!
Big party!
Okay!
Where is it?
QUACK: Come to my party, Newton!
Loads of fun!
Humongous party! Don't miss it! Everybody's coming!
CUSACK: Hours later, Quack's party was not going very well.
I'm the only one here.
Quack, quack, quack, quack.
Good one, Peep!
QUACK: A-ha!
Why aren't you at my party?
Because you didn't tell us when it is.
Or where.
Oh.
CUSACK: Quack re-invited everyone to his pond party...
this time telling them where to go-- his pond--
and when-- right away.
Soon, Quack's party was in full swing.
QUACK: Well, the first thing you'll notice about ducks
is that you can listen to a duck for hours
and it's never boring.
Never.
Never boring to listen to a duck.
And listening to a duck talking about ducks?
Now, that's a good time.
NARRATOR: Or maybe half swing.
Are there going to be any games?
No.
Can we go in the water?
It's kind of hot out.
Yeah, I don't really like fur and things in my pond.
So no.
Is there food?
A party should at least have food.
Of course there's food, Chirp.
(laughing)
Really? You want food?
(sighing)
Ta da! Acorns!
Dig in!
Now, can we please get back to me being in the water
talking to you about ducks?
(gasps)
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where did everyone go?
Uh-huh.
I see.
You don't say?
Well, that's interesting.
Mm-hmm. Uh-huh.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah.
Okay, I see.
Yup, uh-huh-- got it!
Mm-hmm.
I have no idea what you just said.
None.
Hi, Quack!
Sorry we had to leave your party.
We got hungry.
But I had acorns!
And everybody likes acorns!
Like who?
Me!
Who else?
Me.
Oh, and that brown animal over there who waves his arms a lot.
Squirrel.
Anyone else?
Oh, did I mention me yet?
Mm-hmm.
But have you even tried an acorn?
I mean, how do you know you don't like them?
We couldn't eat them even if we wanted to.
Our beaks aren't strong enough.
Hmm... mm-hmm, yeah.
CUSACK: Quack realized that for a successful pond party,
he had to find a food that everybody liked.
Okay, Beaver Boy, if you could eat anything in the world,
what would it be?
Bark.
(laughing)
That's funny!
I thought you said bark.
(laughing)
What did you really say?
I said bark.
You should try some.
It's delicious.
CUSACK: Quack had his doubts about bark's deliciousness,
but if that's what it took...
QUACK: New party! With bark!
Don't miss it!
Bark, bark, bark, bark, bark!
That wasn't a new kind of dog, was it?
No. It was definitely our duck.
A big pile of bark, and what do I get?
One beaver.
Well, not everyone likes bark.
You have to have special bark-eating teeth like me.
(makes gnawing sound)
Now you tell me!
How am I supposed to throw a party
when everybody eats a different food?
Just tell them to bring their own food.
No, that'll never work because we'd... you...
uh... just... quack... hmm...
(panting) Quack.
New and improved pond party!
Bring your own food!
CUSACK: So even though it was late,
Quack finally got the party he wanted.
Peep and Chirp brought berries and seeds,
the rabbits brought lettuce, and there was bark,
and acorns, and half a sandwich that raccoon found.
(clears throat)
Since you all finally have enough food,
it's time for the fun.
(cheering)
I, Quack, am going to talk to you some more about...
ducks!
(gasping)
That's the fun?
Uh, it's getting a little late.
Maybe I should just go home.
Oh, well-- got to go.
BEAVER BOY: Yeah, I've got to go.
But talking about ducks is the whole point of this party.
CUSACK: But just as Quack's party was breaking up...
(firecrackers explode)
QUACK: What?
PEEP: Look at that.
ALL: Wow!
CUSACK: The animals didn't know what was happening in the sky.
But they were so astounded, that even after the fireworks ended,
they stayed and talked... but not about ducks.
If you don't want to hear about ducks, you can go home now.
(indistinct chatter)
CUSACK: It ended up being a great pond party.
Except, maybe, for Quack.
It's late. You need to go.
Yes, leave, shoo. Thank you. Bye-bye!
Finally!
Quack.
CUSACK: So after today, has Quack decided to revise
the big plan he had this morning?
Yes. No more parties.
If I want to talk about ducks, I'll talk to myself.
Do you agree, Quack?
Yes, I agree.
Anyways, I'm a bit snoozy here.
(snoring)