NARRATOR: For most of us,
once the sun goes down, it's time for bed.
(snoring)
Ducks... best.
Amazing... yep.
NARRATOR: But for some of us, when the sun goes down,
the day is just getting started.
(hooting)
Owls,
bats,
peepers, which are little frogs...
and... I don't know what this is.
Monster, you're in my pond...
(chuckles groggily)
(yells)
Monster in my pond?!
(screaming)
Peep, Peep!
Ow.
Ducks don't...
Peep, Peep!
(snoring)
QUACK: Peep!
Wake up!
How can you be asleep at a time like this?
Wake up!
Ch... ouch.
Ow, ow.
Chirp!
Chirp! Chirp!
(gasps) Oof!
Oh, good, you're awake.
Quack?
What are you doing?
Oh, I'm just here to, um...
protect you!
Yeah!
You need someone to protect you,
because there's a kind of...
monster in my pond.
(yawns)
Quack, there's no such thing as monsters.
Of course there's no such thing as monsters.
(laughs)
Oh... oh my.
Except for the one in my pond.
If I show you there's no monster,
will you let me go back to sleep?
Let's go.
You know, maybe we shouldn't be doing this.
When the monster sees me, he might get scared.
The monster's going to be scared?
All right, fine.
I'll be scared.
Too scared to ever sleep again.
And do you know what happens
when ducks can't sleep?
Do you? Huh?
Yeah, they get cranky!
Very, very...
(snoring)
Oh, brother!
(grunting)
(snoring)
Phew!
NARRATOR: Chirp had a hard time looking for Quack's monster.
She's a daytime bird,
so she can't see very well in the dark.
She could hear, though...
(wings rustling)
...hear some flying things.
And a noisy thing.
And a rustling thing.
(narrator yawns)
And a swimmy thing.
Hi, Red Round!
Hi, Blue Sailor!
Huh, what?
(birds tweeting)
(groans)
(sighs)
I am one well-rested duck.
Chirp?
Weird.
What's weird?
It's weird because I dreamed
you were here, checking my pond for a...
uh... monster!
What happened? Did you see him?
No.
Are you sure?
Sure, sure, sure, sure, sure, sure, sure?
I'm sure.
Hi, guys!
What's up?
There's a m... (stammering)
Monster.
Don't say that word!
What word?
Monster?
Shh, he'll hear you!
Quack, I'm absolutely positive
there's no monster.
But if it'll make you feel better,
we can walk around and check, okay?
Good, yes, you do that.
I'll stay here and...
...guard the rock.
Come on, Peep.
NARRATOR: Chirp and Peep walked all the way around Quack's pond,
looking for some sign of the monster.
See, Quack?
There's nothing here.
Hey, what's that?
I knew it!
The monster was in my pond.
Then, he crawled out right here and went on his monster way.
I don't think that's a monster trail,
but I don't know what it is.
Maybe we should wait up tonight and see.
Great idea!
You wait, and I'll, um...
protect the rock.
Bye!
NARRATOR: As soon as it got dark, Peep and Chirp settled in
for a night of monster searching,
while Quack bravely guarded the rock.
(ribbits)
QUACK: Ah, get off! Shoo!
(screaming)
Shh!
How can we catch a monster
if you keep making noise?
(still screaming)
PEEP: It's so quiet and dark.
CHIRP: I know.
I wish I could see.
It's amazing how many animals are still up.
I wonder if they can see.
(gasps)
There's something in the pond.
Quack, swim out there
and get a better look.
Um, no.
Are those arms?
Ah, it's too dark.
I know, let's get that light at the dump.
Great idea.
Wait for me!
Come on, hurry, we're going to miss him!
(Peep and Chirp grunting)
Step it up.
Come on, look alive-- hup, hup, hup!
Hmm.
(screams)
Quack, are you okay?
I see it.
Here it comes.
It's coming.
(quacks)
Help!
(quacks)
Help!
(screams)
(both gasp)
Hi, guys!
ALL: Beaver Boy?
Did you hear that weird quack?
It sounded like somebody was sick.
That was just Quack screaming.
He thought you were a monster.
That's funny, because I'm not a monster.
Just a beaver.
What are you doing, anyway?
Working on my dam.
In the dark?
How can you see?
I don't know, I just can.
Bye!
Well, there's your monster.
Can I go back to bed now?
Of course, absolutely, yes.
And if you ever get scared again, Chirp,
you can always come to me and say,
"Quack, I need your..."
(screams) What was that?
It's a moth, Quack.
(blows) Get off!
Get off!
Well, sure it's a moth.
We know that now.
But it looked like
a flying pointy-tooth boogey moth.
Very dangerous.
(sighs)
Another good reason to have a brave duck like me around:
to protect you from flying pointy-tooth boogey mo...
(screams)
Run away!