NARRATOR:
Peep stood at Quack's pond,

thinking about all the things
that had changed.

The pond was once a great place
for a duck and a beaver to play,

but then the beavers moved away,
the pond mysteriously dried up

and Quack had to find
a new home.

But right after he left...

PEEP:
I found the problem!

The water's running
out right here.

We have to stop it.

( grunting )

( grunting )

( grunting )

CHIRP:
The pond isn't
filling up.

PEEP:
It can't fill up because
there's no water coming in.

I wonder
what happened to it.

CHIRP:
There used to be
more water here, too.

Where did it all go?

PEEP:
Hmm...

PEEP:
Oh!

( beavers chewing )

PEEP:
Those look like
our old beavers.

BEAVER BOY:
Hi, Red Round;
hi, Yellow Guy.

PEEP:
We... we thought
you moved away.

We did.

CHIRP:
We thought you moved
far away.

We didn't know where
we were going till we got here.

We're beavers.

PEEP:
Look-- their dam
has stopped all the water.

CHIRP:
So that's where
Quack's pond went.

NARRATOR:
Peep and Chirp
decided to find Quack

and tell him
about their discovery.

There was one small problem
with this plan.

PEEP:
How are we ever
going to find Quack?

He's been gone forever.

CHIRP:
Well, actually, he's only been
gone about ten minutes.

PEEP:
Oh... I guess it just
seems like forever.

QUACK:
Hey, could you guys
keep it down?

CHIRP:
Huh?

QUACK:
I'm trying to sleep.

CHIRP and PEEP:
Quack!

CHIRP:
What are you doing
up there?

PEEP:
We thought you'd be
in a beautiful pond far away.

QUACK:
This was the best
I could do.

( sighs )

There's only one word
for how I feel.

( quacks sadly )

PEEP:
Well, guess what?
We found your water.

QUACK:
You did? Where?

( Peep and Chirp gasps )

QUACK:
Huh?

Whoa-whoa, ah!

CHIRP:
Quack, look what you...
Agh! Agh!

Cold water!
Water water!

( Chirp shouting )

QUACK:
Can we never mention to anyone
that you found me in a bucket?

QUACK:
My water! My beavers!

Everything I lost.

All my problems are solved.

BEAVER BOY:
Stay back, you guys.

Beavers at work
and stuff.

QUACK:
Don't you recognize me?

I'll give you a hint:

I'm blue.

I wear a hat? Huh?

Hmm... a blue sailor.

( sighs )

I knew a blue sailor
at our old dam.

QUACK:
Well, that was me.

This is me!

I'm me!

BEAVER BOY:
You are.

You're exactly you.

BEAVER BOY:
Wow! What a good friend.

You came all this way
to visit my new dam.

QUACK:
Um... right.

And also to say that your dam
has dried up my home.

NARRATOR:
Beaver Boy felt terrible.

He told Quack to take
as much water as he needed.

QUACK:
Yeah, we have
to find a faster way

to get water to my pond.

Hmm.

How about I punch a hole
in your dam...

right about here?

BEAVER DAD:
Never touch
a beaver's dam, sailor.

QUACK:
Come on-- little hole?

Teeny one?
Just one bitsy one?

Okay, I'm going.

PEEP:
What are you going to do?

QUACK:
What any duck would do

when faced with
a huge problem:

take a vote.

( Quack babbling underwater )

FISH:
Aye!

QUACK ( panting ):
Okay, the fish voted.

We're moving.

PEEP:
To where?

QUACK:
To the water that has always
been our home.

Let's go, guys.

( call-and-response ):
♪ Fish and crabs and
crayfish all ♪

FISH:
♪ Fish and crabs
and crayfish all ♪

QUACK:
♪ Squiggly wet things,
big and small ♪

FISH:
♪ Squiggly wet things,
big and small ♪

♪ On our way,
not comin' back ♪

FISH:
♪ On our way,
not comin' back ♪

QUACK:
♪ Find our water,
something... ♪ ( quacks )

FISH:
♪ Find our water,
something quack. ♪

( Quack grunting )

BEAVER BOY:
What are you going to do
with that stick?

Compromise.

If the water won't come to us,
we'll go to the water.

FISH:
Whee! Wahoo!

( Quack and pond creatures
whooping and hollering )

NARRATOR:
So Quack and all
the pond dwellers

moved in with the beavers.

( cheering )

QUACK ( chuckling ):
Howdy, neighbors!

Loopy loo!

( loud whooping,
cheering, laughter )

NARRATOR:
But this wasn't a happy
arrangement for everyone.

BEAVER DAD:
Excuse me, coming through.

Pardon me... excuse me.

Watch your back!

A little faster, please.

This is heavy.

( Quack and pond dwellers
singing )

BEAVER DAD ( sighing ):
Oh, are they singing again?

( yawns )

( groans )

QUACK:
Hey! Want to join
the sing-along?

We're going to sing
about ducks all night.

( sighs )

We moved here
because I couldn't sleep.

I'm still not getting any sleep.

Where are you going?

( water flowing )

BEAVER DAD:
I'm giving you
some of your water back.

You mean I can go home again?

BEAVER DAD:
Please!

QUACK:
Wait till I tell the fish!

Yay!

( creatures cheering
underwater )

You know, if you make
that hole bigger,

this will happen a lot faster.

( gasps )

NARRATOR:
So with one compromise,

everyone could live,
swim and sleep...

BEAVER MOM:
Shh!

( snoring )

CUSACK ( whispering ):
And sleep exactly the way
they wanted.

Sweet dreams.