Barnyard

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All right, now.

I'm just heading to the fields, Duke.

I'll be back.

Clear!

Hey, Jerry, how's your mama?

Oh, yeah, it's a beautiful day.

Well, time to go to work.

Morning, Ben.

Thanks, Miles.

Let me know if you see Otis.

I'm staying out of that one.

- Okay, meeting's in five minutes.

- Okay, boss.

And I want everyone present.

Duke, have you seen Otis?

Nope, I haven't seen him.

Now where was I? Oh, oh, yeah.

The Jersey cows.

- Hey, Benny boy.

- Hi.

Hey, you seen Otis around?

Yes, I know exactly where Otis is.

You boys just steer clear

of Otis, all right?

Anything you say there, Ben.

We'll take a rain check

on the meeting, though.

- Yeah, rain check.

- Yeah, that. Check.

Hey.

Hey, I stepped in something.

What's on my hoof?

Etta?

- Otis?

- Oh, Ben, don't worry.

I'm sure he's heading

for the meeting right now.

Okay, let go. Let go. I got it.

- He said, "Let go."

- All right. He's okay.

All right, boys, here's the dealio.

It's a little creation of mine

I like to call "hill surfing."

- Watch your hoof.

- I'll spot you. I'll spot you.

Are you sure this is safe, Otis?

Peck! Come on, safe?

It's completely safe!

Since when isn't surfing safe?

He's got a point.

Okay, salt lick.

- It's go time!

- I'll try it. I'm down.

- Shotgun!

- Piggyback!

Never! You are all gonna die.

- Freddy?

- Nothing.

Wait a second. Photo op.

Okay, get together!

- Hey, Pig?

- What?

- Where'd you get that apple?

- This apple?

Oh, well,

it originally was attached to this.

Oh.

Uh, Otis?

What? What? What happened?

You know, it's times like this

when I really like to say...

Oh, caca!

You didn't do that!

Okay, okay! Look, this is bad enough!

Please, no one scream, "Tree!"

Tree!

Let's surf!

Hang on now, boys! Yeah! Hang hoof!

Otis? Are we supposed to

not yell, "Rock"?

We got a gusher!

Chicken farm!

Oh, I get it.

We can't yell "Tree" or "Rock",

but you get to yell, "Chicken farm."

Morning, everyone.

Okay, before we get started,

we have a birthday.

Everett the dog turned 13 today.

Boy, those dog years are rough, huh?

Also, remember it's...

Whassup?

Hey, Pop. Look, I know you're probably

looking for an explanation regarding

the exploded chicken on me,

and the sticky black... The oil stuff.

You are gonna love this! I'll tell you...

You the most, because

you, my friend, are a laugher.

And every...

- Didn't we all know that? Right?

- Just take a seat.

I'll... I'll take a seat.

Cool.

Oh, sorry about that.

Little tight.

As I was saying,

remember tonight at the hoedown,

it's free cider night.

Hey. Hey, Pig, uh,

I think there's a dead bee in your nostril.

That's not dead.

Okay, the first matter at hand:

Gray market goods.

As if I needed to say it again.

The purchase of human articles

from the gopher underground

is strictly prohibited.

Hello, Moto!

Hey, Otis.

Yeah, listen, I think your Nikes are...

Yeah, this really isn't the best time.

Hang on a second. Frankie, come here.

Frankie, come here.

No, I'm not... Come here. I'm not

gonna hurt you. Frankie, come here.

I told you never to do that again,

as long as I live!

Now, put it over there! Now!

Sorry about that. Frankie's out of hand.

Oh, the Nikes. What's the make again?

Yeah. Yeah, I really should go,

Mr. Jordan Air.

Wrong number.

Thank you.

Second item.

Lest I remind you, this is coyote season.

That's right.

These are ruthless

and desperate creatures.

Rule number one:
Stay in groups.

Rule number two:
Stay inside

the perimeter of the fence at all times.

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