The Million Dollar Duck Page #3

I can't afford.

- You mean Mr. Gilby?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Oh, now see, dear, you're mixed up.

Mr. Gilby is the, uh, bakery truck man.

Mr. Purdham is the vegetable man.

Well, Purdham, okay.

I mean, give it to him.

It'll have a good home

on his farm.

- Probably eat better than we do.

- [Jimmy] Hey, Daddy.

I think he likes me.

Watch how he follows me.

Come on, boy. Come on. Come on.

[Quacking]

How would you like a real great name?

Charlie. You like that, Charlie?

[Quacking]

Maybe I can teach him some tricks.

Him? Good luck.

Um, Albert?

[Albert] Hmm?

Uh, I was just thinking.

Good for you.

You know, uh, instead of giving

that dumb old duck to Mr. Purdham,

uh, maybe Jimmy could

trade it in on a puppy.

Now, Katie, we settled all that, okay?

Yeah, I know, but it wouldn't cost

you anything and it might help...

Never mind.

I shouldn't even mention it.

- Mention what?

- Oh, nothing.

I'm sure you'll solve it.

Okay, Katie, solve what?

The generation gap you're creating

between Jimmy over this puppy thing.

Katie.

Oh, come on, Katie.

Honey, you know Jimmy and I have

a very good, close relationship.

Of course you do, Albert.

That's why I didn't even mention it.

[Jimmy] Daddy! Daddy, help!

Help!

Daddy, help!

He's gonna kill Charlie.

- What?

- [Hooper] Gotcha.

- Get out of here.

- [Albert] Leave that duck alone.

- Get out of my yard.

- That's our duck.

Well, get him out of my pool.

Get your hands off my skimmer.

- [Jimmy] Charlie!

- Be careful.

I got you now,

you duck-billed intruder.

[Quacking, barking]

Get your hands off my skimmer.

Attaboy, Charlie.

[Katie] Albert!

[Hooper] Duke, get that bird

off our slide.

Stop that dog!

Go, Charlie, go.

[Hooper] Bite him in the tail feathers.

Don't let him get away from you.

[Albert] Come here, duck.

Come here, duck.

If that dog lays a tooth on that duck...

- [Albert] Take your skimmer...

- Hooper, let go.

[Albert] You're gonna drown him.

Come here, duck.

If you hit our duck,

I'll report you to the sPCIA.

Call your dog, Hooper.

Get your duck out of the pool,

he's contaminating it.

[Everybody shouting]

Oh. Oh!

Get your dirty shoes

out of my pool.

[Katie] You hit my husband!

Come here, Jimmy.

Take the duck.

Hurry.

- Up the stairs, Duke.

- [Katie] Come on, Albert, hurry.

[Albert] Go on.

[Albert] Hurry before the dog gets out.

[Hooper] Duke, sic 'em. Sic 'em.

Give 'em a good one.

Get 'em, Duke. Sic 'em.

[Barking]

Finley, what are you doing in there

with your clothes on?

Can't leave you alone for a minute.

[Grumbling]

Look, Daddy. Charlie laid an egg.

[Katie] Why, Charlie, you're a mama.

[Barking]

Twins.

[Quacking]

Four eggs,

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