NARRATOR:
Quack the duck loves his pond.

As far as he's concerned, it's
the best pond in all the world.

( Quack sighs )

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He likes to watch
the frogs enjoying themselves.

( frog croaks )

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And he likes to hear
the dragonflies buzzing.

( whistling )

PEEP:
Hello, Quack.

It's a beautiful
day, isn't it?

QUACK:
I don't see what's
so beautiful about it.

And where's
everybody going?!

CHIRP:
They're probably going
to the new pond.

New pond?

What new pond?

Where did this come from?

CHIRP:
When the beavers
finished their dam,

the water began
collecting here.

QUACK:
Yeah, well, this pond may
be new, but my pond is better!

CHIRP:
How is it better?

QUACK:
Hmm...

( buzzing )

Hmm?

Well, um, uh?

Well, for one thing,
my pond is bigger!

Hmm!

PEEP:
Is it?

QUACK:
Oh, for sure--
much, much bigger.

CHIRP:
I don't think it's much,
much bigger, Quack.

QUACK:
It is and I'll prove it.

CHIRP:
How?

QUACK:
Uh, hmm...

QUACK:
Ah!

I don't know.

( Peep gasps )

PEEP:
Maybe you could measure
the ponds.

QUACK:
Great idea!

I knew
I'd think of something.

Come on, Peep!

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Now, Quack knew how to measure
things like flowers...

PEEP:
One, two, three...

( gasps )

I think it's growing!

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And birds...

CHIRP:
Quack is exactly one and a half
Peep feet taller.

QUACK:
Did you include my hat?

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But he didn't know
how to measure his pond.

QUACK:
Hmm...

QUACK:
Hmm...

QUACK:
Hmm...

QUACK:
Oh, I give up!

It can't be done!

Maybe we could measure
how much water is in each pond.

You know, that just might work!

QUACK:
Okay, each time I empty
out a hatful of water,

you make a mark in the dirt.

Then we'll count the marks.

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

CHIRP:
What are you doing?

PEEP:
We're counting
how many hatfuls of water

are in Quack's pond.

Five...

CHIRP:
That won't work.

You're just putting the water
back into the pond!

You don't expect me
to take water out of it, do you?

CHIRP:
You'll never finish--
you'll just be counting

the same water
over and over and over.

Why don't you measure
the ponds

by counting
how many steps it takes

to walk around them?

Ah, now, that's thinking!

( groans )

( Chirp laughs )

QUACK:
Okay, one... two... three...

four... five...

six... seven...

eight... nine... ten...

48... 49...

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Quack counted each step
very carefully.

QUACK ( gurgling ):
52, 53...

54...

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In the end,
he counted 139 steps.

QUACK:
139!

What could be bigger
than that, hmm?

CHIRP:
Now you've got to do
the same thing

at the other pond.

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Quack counted his way
around the new pond.

In the end, he counted....

QUACK:
200 steps.

Right--
is that bigger than 139?

CHIRP:
Yup.

QUACK:
It can't be!

It can't be!

No!

No! No! No!
No! No!

PEEP:
But you've only measured
the ponds in one way, Quack.

Your pond might be bigger

in some other way.

QUACK:
Like what?

PEEP:
Like, um...

What if you count
how many kicks it takes

to swim across?

QUACK:
That's it!

That's the answer!

Hey, now, that's
duck-thinking!

( quacking and laughing )

CHIRP:
Oh, brother...

( frog croaks )

QUACK:
Hey, shoo!

Scat, skidaddle!

You can't drink here.

You'll shrink my pond.

( skunk yawning )

SKUNK:
Whatever.

Hmm...

NARRATOR:
It took Quack exactly 15 kicks
to cross his pond.

And when he tried it
at the new pond...

QUACK:
Ten!

Ten, that's uh... that's
five less than my pond!

My pond is bigger-- wahoo!

CHIRP:
But you went across
the short way.

Your pond is
pretty much round;

this one is longish.

You have to go
the long way, too.

( Quack sighs )

QUACK:
A duck's work is never done.

NARRATOR:
It took Quack 34 kicks
to swim across the long way,

which meant he had some
terrible news to deliver.

It's true.

This pond is bigger!

( crying )

PEEP:
Oh, Quack, don't feel bad.

It's over.

I've lost!

I'll have to take it...
like a duck.

Hey!

I just thought of another way
to measure the ponds.

QUACK:
Oh, forget it!

I tried everything.

QUACK:
How many ducks live
in your pond, Quack?

( sniffling )

One.

CHIRP:
And how many ducks
are in this pond?

QUACK:
None.

Zero.

Zippo!

Nada!

There is not a single duck who
lives in this pond.

PEEP:
See? So if you're
measuring by ducks,

yours is
definitely bigger.

QUACK:
You're right!

So... ha!

( blows raspberry )

Take that!

QUACK:
You see, Peep, I never gave up.

I knew I could prove
my pond was bigger.

And I did.

It just goes to show you that
you cannot out-think a duck.

CHIRP:
We should measure his head.

I'm sure he's got
the biggest one around.

QUACK:
Where are you?

I refer to an earlier
moment of my life

when I was thinking very...