03x05 - Bedtime Story/The Deep Duck Woods

[bunniefuu]

Well, it's a sunny day

I feel brand-new

There's about a million things that I could do

Whoa, would you like to...

Do them, too?

Yeah

Well, it's a big wide world

And it's waiting for me and you.

[clapping to music]

Let's look around

What will we see?

Round every corner, a discovery

Whoa, there's no place I'd...

Rather be

Oh, yeah

Well, it's a big wide world

And it's waiting

For me and you.

It was the end of another wonderful day,

and Chirp was...

[Chirp sighs]

...upset.

It's so sad when the sun goes down.

I hate going to bed.

Not me-- I like it.

My mom always tells me a story.

Your mom tells you stories?

What kind of stories?

Not stories-- story.

It's all about how I got born, and stuff.

Do you want to come hear it?

Of course they wanted to hear it.

Who doesn't love a beaver tale?

All set?

Once upon a time... Wait!

[gnawing]

Ready?

Once...

[loud stretching]

Sorry.

Once upon... Mom?

Do beavers ever have three teeth?

I don't know.

Once... Isn't the story good?

I told you it was good.

Once...

upon...

a time.

[speaking fast]: Once upon a time, you were born.

You ate a lot of sticks and your teeth got big

and then you started to chew trees and help build our dam

and that's how you became a real beaver.

The end.

[Beaver Boy snoring]

Is he asleep?

Yup, that story puts him right out.

Huh!

Well, um... thanks.

That wasn't the best story I ever heard.

No, but don't you wish someone

would tell a story about when we were born.

Yeah, but who?

Did you just say you wanted a story

about when you were born?

Well, look no further.

I am a great storyteller-- as I'm sure you've heard.

No, I've never heard that.

[laughs loudly]

You're funny, Chirp.

Very, very... do you want the story or not?

I do, I do!

I want to hear about being born.

All right, then.

This is the story of Chirp and Peep.

It all started with an egg.

No... nope, I can't start there,

because really it all started with a duck.

Everyone knows that.

Yes, once upon a time, a duck was born.

After that, many ducks:

pink ducks, green ducks, yellow ducks,

red, orange, black, white, burnt sienna,

but blue ducks were the best.

They learned to march,

but more importantly... [splashing]

they learned to swim.

[splashing]

Other animals came along, animals like you, Chirp...

[scream]

who couldn't swim,

and who had to find other ways of getting around.

[Chirp panting]

[grunts]

So anyway, time passed,

and now, today, there are many animals in the big, wide world.

But you should always remember that ducks were the first--

the first and...

the best.

The best, the noblest, the most wonderful creatures who ever...

[chocking up]: ...lived.

[Peep snoring]

Are you kidding me?

What does that have to do with me or Peep?

Oh, right, right.

Okay, okay.

Once upon a time, a red, red bird named Chirp...

Forget it! I'm too sleepy,

and you're just making this stuff up.

How can you tell?

Because it's completely... ridiculous.

[snoring]

Huh! Oh, great.

I'm the last one up-- again.

Now I'll never fall a...

[Quack snoring loudly]

Um... [clears throat]

Since they've all fallen asleep,

maybe I should tell the story of how Peep and Chirp were born.

Let's start with Chirp, since she's a little older than Peep.

Like many flying birds, Chirp was born in a tree.

[cracking]

Being precocious,

she was the fist one to break out of her shell.

[chirps]

Being curious, she hopped to the edge of her nest,

looked down and...

whoops.

[grunts]

But Chirp didn't have time to feel sad,

because right away a butterfly came along.

[giggling]

Quack was Chirp's second discovery.

Chirp was Quack's first student.

You are a very little duck,

plus you're the wrong color, but that's all right.

I'll start by teaching you how to walk.

Left foot, right foot, left foot, there you go.

Right foot, left foot, nice.

Just like that with a little shimmy in the rear.

Quack taught Chirp how to waddle.

And how to quack like a duck.

[clears throat]

[quacks]

[clears throat]

[chirps]

I mean... [tries to quack]

He also taught Chirp how to swim.

[inhales deeply]

That part didn't work out so well.

[gasps]

Ugh! I hate that.

What is that?

I hate that!

Chirp decided that she wasn't a duck.

Quack tried to bear the bad news, but it was hard.

A few months later, Quack got a second chance.

An egg rolled out of a chicken coop, and what do you know--

it was Peep.

[peeps]

You're a very strange duck.

Why are you so yellow?

[Peep peeps]

Hmm, never mind.

Follow me.

This time, Quack took no chances.

When it came time for swimming lessons...

[Peep quacking]

Some ducks are natural swimmers,

and some-- the red ones-- are not.

I am not a duck!

And neither is he.

[quacking quickly]

Whatever.

So, when you jump into the water,

be sure and kick your feet.

Quack?

[sighs]

So Quack learned an important lesson.

You have to accept your friends for what they are.

Even if they're not ducks.

The end.

[all snoring]

[Peep sighs]

You know what I'm wondering?

I know I came from an egg,

and I'm pretty sure Chirp did, too.

But where did you come from?

Ah, an important question, Peep.

I just... am...

a duck.

I am a duck.

Now, does that explain it?

Kind of.

Good.

Come to me anytime with your questions, Peep.

Except [yawns] early in the morning.

[goes back to snoring]

[bird chirping]

Carla, Anja and I are visiting Ely's farm.

These are chicks.

They are baby chickens.

They just hatched last week.

Here's what they looked like when they were hatching.

They actually have little sharp things that are on their beaks

so they can peck out.

And then the babies start learning their lessons to talk.

They're really noisy.

Ely showed us the chicken coop.

There's one nesting right over here.

There are three eggs in there.

Do these chickens ever come out?

[hens clucking]

Here's where we keep the food for the chickens.

Chickens don't have teeth.

They pick it up with their beaks,

and there's stones in their stomach that grind up the food.

I found a chicken feather.

Chickens have feathers to keep them warm.

[grunts]

They look really different from the chicks.

It has a lot more feathers than the baby chicks.

These chickens have the cone.

To me, it's just like a Mohawk of skin.

Actually his legs feel like corn.

We found four eggs in the bushes over there.

I think they try to hide them from us.

Different kind of chickens lay different color eggs.

Try observing animals to see what kinds of things you notice.

[humming]

[whistling]

[stops whistling]

[screaming]

[panting]

Chirp has never really liked the deep, dark woods.

In fact... she's decided

that she's never going into them, not for any reason, ever.

Hey, Chirp!

Hello?

Is somebody there?

Yeah, me.

[Chirp gasps]

Are you a bird?

How do you know my name?

[Peep grunting]

[panting]

Hi!

[laughs sheepishly]

I knew it wasn't a bird.

Bird's don't have edges.

Look what I found.

I don't know what these are,

but they sure are pretty.

[Quack panting]

Peep, Chirp,

Peep, Chirp,

Peep, Chirp!

Quack!

[silence]

[quacking]

[Quack panting]

I just heard about a place for birds

exactly times better than Green Island.

What? [gasps]

And we can walk there.

Come on!

In the big, wide world

There's no better place for birds.

Hey!

[thump]

Where are you going?

I am not going into the deep, dark woods.

It's got a lake and trees...

You know, it's funny.

Someone told me we heard the name wrong.

It's not the deep, dark woods.

It's the deep duck woods.

[owl hooting]

Come on.

It's not dark and scary.

It's duck, and duck is always good.

Oh, okay.

Peep, if you're going to go,

at least make a trail so you can get back.

Good idea.

Hey, let's use these leaves.

They're easy to see.

Oh, all right.

Happy now, Miss Scared of Trees?

Peep, why don't you carry the leaves.

I'm going to be busy, um... remembering the directions.

I'll need full concentration.

[through leaves]: Okay.

Sorry, Peep.

I'm never going into those woods ever.

I'll wait here.

So Quack and Peep ventured into the deep, dark woods.

Hey.

Excuse me-- deep duck woods.

They walked for a long time following the directions...

as Quack remembered them.

Okay, so the next direction was,

walk to a tree next to a rock shaped like a tree

next to a rock.

All right, look for it.

Does that mean a tree which is next to a rock,

and the tree is shaped like a tree and a rock,

or a rock that's shaped like a tree

and is next to another different rock?

Ooh!

Um... maybe it was a tree shaped like a rock.

Like this.

Next, walk to where our shadows point.

Huh.

I don't see any shadows.

[smacking lips]

Quack, we have to stop.

We're out of leaves.

So? Pick up more.

The ground's covered in them.

The ground was covered with leaves.

And Peep couldn't tell

which leaves were the leaves he was leaving

and which leaves were the leaves he didn't leave.

Um... Quack?

Our trail is all mixed up.

[laughing]

Peep, why are you so worried?

I'll find it.

Ow!

I think we're lost, Quack.

Lost in the deep, dark woods.

Duck woods?

[eerie hooting]

I don't know why I'm worried.

Peep was making a trail of leaves.

Like those, which blow around and mix with the other leaves.

Oh, no-- I have to warn them.

Peep!

[screaming]

[panting]

I almost went in there.

But I have to go in.

I need something to make a good trail.

[wind whistles]

[groaning]

What's easy to see that I can carry that won't blow away?

Instead of listening to that duck,

we should have been playing with these things.

[twangs]

Chirp made sure her path was clear and easy to follow.

It's just trees.

Trees and dark... darkness.

Peep, Quack, where are you?

[shakily]: We'll be home in no time.

Ducks have a perfect sense of direction.

Didn't we pass this already?

It's the tree that looks like a rock.

Peep! Peep, hurry up.

You're way behind.

What are you doing?

You can't follow me if you're ahead of me.

I didn't move.

I think we're going in circles.

[Quack gasps]

[high-pitched scream]

Peep! Quack!

Hey, that's Chirp.

Chirp, we're lost!

[gasps]

That's not Chirp.

That's a box.

[legs rattling with fright]

Yay! I found you.

Follow me, okay?

I know the way home.

[screams]

Chirp followed her toothpick path

as fast as her little feet would carry her.

[all panting]

Don't ever get lost in there again, ever.

Don't worry, I'm going right to my pond

to complain to those fish.

Oh, boy.

Even if there is a great place for birds in the woods,

those were very bad directions.

Fish?

A fish gave you those directions?

How could a fish, who's never been out of a pond,

know anything about a special place in the woods?

I told you,

I'm going to speak to them very sternly.

And next time, I'll ask for a map.

Lincoln's dad is taking us on a walk.

We're going to take you through this neighborhood,

and then we're going to have you guys figure out how to get back.

Every place that we change the direction,

we draw an arrow pointing to where we came from.

And then when we're coming back,

we're going to go the same way as the arrow.

We don't need the arrow when we're coming over.

We need the arrow when we're coming back.

Okay, we're going to cross across the crosswalk here.

We're going to remember this corner,

because all these guys are working here.

I am also writing down landmarks that we see.

A fire hydrant.

A landmark is something that helps you remember

where you have been.

Look, a cat.

I just saw it move.

So that wouldn't be a good landmark.

Because it could just move.

Our next landmark is sunflowers.

Okay, this is the park we've been looking for.

Now we have to get back using our landmarks and our arrows.

Turn!

There are the sunflowers.

There's an arrow, and another one this way.

When we get to a landmark, I'm checking it off on my list.

This way.

[dog barking in background]

That's where the cat was.

The cat's not there,

except we still remember where it used to be.

The workers aren't there anymore,

but the building still is.

The building didn't move.

Of course buildings can't move.

We made it back!

Try using landmarks and your own marks to find your way around.

Nice work, you guys.