NARRATOR:
It was the end of a perfect day.

The big, wide world
and the big, blue duck

were going to sleep.

( humming contentedly )

NARRATOR:
Now, many things are known
about ducks.

Most ducks are
excellent swimmers.

( humming tune )

NARRATOR:
Some ducks think
they're excellent singers.

QUACK:
♪ Yes, it's true ♪

♪ Ducks are the best,
you know, that... ♪

( humming tune )

( yawns )

Hmm.

Quack.

NARRATOR:
But there's one thing most
people don't know about ducks.

Ducks...

QUACK:
Shh!

NARRATOR ( whispering ):
Sorry!

Ducks sometimes need
absolute silence to fall asleep.

QUACK:
It's my only quirk.

NARRATOR:
So as the sun slowly set,
Quack got sleepier...

( more quietly ):
and sleepier... and sleepier.

( Quack snoring )

( loud chewing in distance )

What?! Where?! What?!

( stammering )

Who's doing that?!

( chewing continues )

( Quack grunts indignantly )

( loud, shrill chewing )

( chewing gets
less intense )

( imitating
loud chewing )

QUACK:
I thought that was you!

BEAVER:
Hi, blue sailor!

QUACK:
Must you do that?

BEAVER:
Uh-huh-- it relaxes me.

( chewing noisily )

QUACK:
Well, you're keeping me awake,
and if I don't get my sleep...

I get kind of bossy.

( chewing more quietly )

( chewing very quietly )

Mm-hmm.

That'll do.

Carry on.

( chewing very quietly )

( sighs )

It's not as much fun
without the noise.

NARRATOR:
On the way back to his pond,

Quack stopped to enjoy
the peace and quiet.

( crickets chirping softly )

( Quack sighs deeply )

Quack.

NARRATOR:
But then his feet began making
the strangest sound.

( loud snoring in distance )

Hmm.

( sniffs )

Hmm!

( loud snoring )

QUACK:
Huh?!

( loud snoring )

( snoring stops )

( angrily ):
Hmm!

( loud snoring )

( snoring continues )

Peep!

Can you hear me?

Stop making that noise!

( snoring stops )

( snoring resumes more loudly )

Peep!

Hmm?

Oh... hi, Quack.

Peep, you're snoring.

( groans drowsily )

Sorry, Quack.

( chuckles contentedly )

( humming happily )

( Peep snoring loudly )

NARRATOR:
Quack realized that if he wanted
to get any sleep tonight,

he was going to have
to quiet Peep.

( Quack grunting )

( Peep's snoring muted now )

NARRATOR:
So Quack went home...

QUACK:
Hmm.

( humming tune )

NARRATOR:
So Quack went home to get...

QUACK:
Right.

Uh, home is this way.

Got turned around there
for a second.

( clears throat )

( humming tune )

NARRATOR:
So Quack went home--

( loudly ):
except he's going
the wrong way--

to get some sleep.

( whistling in distance )

QUACK:
Aah! What is that noise?!

I can't sleep with that!

( whistling continues )

Aha!

Hmm!

Hmm...

NARRATOR:
No, it's not the wood
or the cement.

It's the wind, whistling
through the pipe.

The pipe! Right there!

QUACK:
Hmm?

NARRATOR:
Behind you!

QUACK:
Ah!

( thump; whistling stops )

Hmm?

Aha! Thank you.

You can make all the noise
you want in the morn...

( whistling resumes )

( grunts angrily )

Didn't you hear me?!

( thump; whistling stops )

Hmm.

( whistling resumes )

( thump; whistling stops )

NARRATOR:
Quack discovered

that when he stood
in front of the pipe,

the wind couldn't hum
through it anymore.

( whistling resumes )

( thump; whistling stops )

( whistling resumes )

( thump; whistling stops )

( whistling resumes )

( thump; whistling stops )

( whistling resumes
and stops alternately )

NARRATOR:
I guess he'll just have
to stand there all night.

QUACK:
Forget it!

Hmm.

Ah!

( whistling resumes )

( grunting )

( whistling stops )

NARRATOR:
Okay, Quack,
is it quiet enough for you?

QUACK:
Hmm...

Yes.

It's completely
and totally quiet... finally.

CHIRP ( shouting ):
Quack! Quack!

QUACK:
Hmm?

Hmm?

CHIRP:
Quack!

Quack!

QUACK:
What? What is it?

Oh, for the love
of ducks, what?!

CHIRP:
Quack!

I told you, no more singing.

What? I wasn't even...

Hey, are you talking
in your sleep again?

CHIRP:
You have to promise
to never sing.

A duck never sing?

I don't think so.

CHIRP ( loudly, off-key ):
♪ No singing ducks! ♪

♪ No singing ducks! ♪

♪ No singing ducks! ♪

♪ No singing... ♪

( Quack groaning )

QUACK:
Okay, okay!

I'll never sing again.

Are you happy now?

♪ No singing ducks! ♪

♪ No singing duck... ♪

( stops singing )

( snoring )

( Quack grunts indignantly )

Telling me not to sing.

I mean, who does she
think she is?

I'm a duck, I go quack,
like that.

Then I sing.

( wings flapping rapidly )

( sighs )

See? I like your singing, hmm?

It's not as good as a duck's,
but I like it.

( wings humming )

All I wanted was
a little peace and quiet,

but there's the beavers
and snoring

and humming pipes
and hummingbirds and...

( yawns )

and robins
who don't appreciate...

( sighs )

fun, beautiful music.

( snoring )

Quack, quack...

( hummingbirds humming )

( Quack snoring )

Quack...

( yawning )

Huh?!

Quack! Quack!

( snoring )

Quack! Wake up!

My can turned itself around!

Quack!

( Quack snoring )

( murmuring sleepily ):
Quack, quack...

( snoring )

Quack!

CHIRP:
Hi, Peep.

What's up?

PEEP:
My can turned around last night,
all by itself!

CHIRP:
No. Really?

PEEP:
It's true.

Come see!

CHIRP:
Are you coming, Quack?

( Quack snoring )

Quack!

( snores loudly )

( mumbling )

PEEP:
I already tried.

He won't wake up.

CHIRP:
Oh, that duck!

He can sleep
through anything!

PEEP:
It's the strangest thing.

Why would my can do that?

CHIRP:
Hmm.

You know, talking
about strange things,

I dreamt last night that Quack
promised not to sing anymore.

PEEP:
The world is just
full of mysteries.

( snoring )

Quack, quack, quack...!

( clears throat )

( snores noisily,
murmuring in sleep )