NARRATOR:
After a long, icy winter,
spring had finally arrived.

The warm weather made everyone,

well... ducks,
want to jump for joy.

QUACK:
Yip-do-do!

( loud belly flop )

NARRATOR:
For Peep, spring meant
making new friends.

PEEP:
Wow! I used to have
one rabbit friend

and now I have...

( crowd of rabbits
greeting Peep )

PEEP:
...um, lots.

NARRATOR:
For Chirp, the nicest thing
about spring

was all the flowers in bloom.

( sniffing )

( sighs contentedly )

NARRATOR:
Then one bright blue morning,
quite by accident,

Chirp discovered the best
thing of all about spring.

CHIRP:
Wow!

This is the most beautiful place
I've ever seen.

It's like a flower shower.

( giggles )

NARRATOR:
Chirp couldn't wait to show Peep
what she had found.

CHIRP:
Don't look--
we're almost there.

Okay, now!

( gasps )

What did I tell you?

Isn't this
the springiest thing ever?

PEEP:
It is.

It's amazing.

CHIRP:
Let's keep it a secret, Peep.

If everyone knows about it,
it won't be beautiful anymore.

PEEP:
What about Quack?

We have to tell Quack.

CHIRP:
Okay.

But just Quack.

Flowers? Trees?
That doesn't sound springy.

I'll show you springy.

( grunts )

Whoo!

( loud belly flop )

( Peep and Chirp yell )

( Quack wincing and quacking )

( grunting and quacking )

PEEP:
But it is springy, Quack.

Chirp found it,
and I found it next,

and you'd be the first
duck to find it.

Oh...

Oh! First duck, you say?

Tell you what,
I'll go to your secret place

if you take diving lessons.

You'll be studying
with the master.

CHIRP:
What master?

Oh, boy, that's funny.

"What master?"

( chuckles, quacks )

As if you didn't know.

You're a funny bird, Chirp.

Very funny bird.

PEEP:
So... what do you think?

Isn't it springy?

QUACK:
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah,
very pretty.

And what do you do in here?

CHIRP:
Nothing!

We just look at it.

PEEP:
Well, here's something
we can do.

CHIRP:
Right-- and this!

( laughing )

QUACK:
Hey, and how about this?!

( shouts with glee )

( loud thump )

( wincing and quacking )

CHIRP:
Don't tell anyone else
about this place, okay?

It's a secret.

QUACK ( guffaws ):
Secret, eh?

Never fear--
when it comes to secrets,

you can always trust a duck.

NARRATOR:
That's right, you can always
trust a duck,

unless that duck
happens to be Quack.

( splashing )

BEAVER BOY:
Blue Sailor!

How are you?

I've been really busy lately.

QUACK:
Wow, you don't say.

BEAVER BOY:
Yeah, this winter I spent
a lot of time in a lodge,

eating and, you know,
beaver stuff-- top secret.

I have a secret, too.

Ducks have secrets?

I thought only beavers
had secrets.

Are duck secrets any good?

QUACK:
Are you kidding?

They're the best.

You want to hear it?

Okay.

( whispering )

BEAVER BOY:
Wow! The springiest thing
in the whole world?

That is a good secret.

QUACK:
Yeah, I know.

( yawns )

All right,
that's enough excitement.

Run along now, okay?

And remember, hush-hush.

Hush-hush.

Gosh, my first duck secret.

I can't wait to tell
the squirrels.

NARRATOR:
Beaver Boy didn't really
understand about hush-hush.

( chirping and squeaking )

( peeping )

( whispering )

NARRATOR:
By the next afternoon,

when Peep, Chirp and Quack
returned to the orchard...

( gasps in dismay )

...the secret
was definitely out.

PEEP:
Oh, no!

CHIRP:
Stop!

Stop!

CHIRP:
Look at this mess.

You ruined spring.

( creak and crash )

QUACK:
Oh, boy.

I don't know how
this could have happened.

Oh, I know.

You were telling me
about duck secrets

and I said, "Are duck
secrets any good?"

And you said...

QUACK:
Nevertheless, as a duck,

it's my duty
to make things right.

Hey, I know!

Maybe now's the time
for diving lessons.

CHIRP:
Diving lessons?

You told my secret,
and you think

diving lessons
will make it better?

QUACK:
Well... yeah.

PEEP:
What about
flower diving lessons?

CHIRP:
Flower diving?

QUACK:
Oh, good one, Peep.

See, we bunch up all
the flowers like this

like that, that's nice,

and make it nice and soft
and perfect for diving.

What do you say?

NARRATOR:
Chirp said... yes.

All that spring and into summer,

she stayed in the orchard
and practiced diving

into flowers,
into leaves and grass,

into anything that was soft.

CHIRP:
Hey, look at this.

There are little green bumps
where the flowers used to be.

QUACK:
Uh-huh.

Okay, back to listening to me.

Now you've got to
stick the landing

or the judges will
take points off.

( inhales deeply )

PEEP:
Yay, Chirp!
Way to go!

( laughing )

QUACK:
Am I a good teacher, or what?

NARRATOR:
And then one day,
late in the summer,

it hit her.

( thwack )

CHIRP:
Ouch.

NARRATOR:
A cherry, that is.

( spits )

CHIRP:
Hey, these must be cherry trees.

NARRATOR:
Isn't that great?

The flowers turned into bumps

and the bumps
turned into cherries.

And in case you were thinking

why would a bird like Chirp
need diving lessons...

well, watch.

PEEP:
Cherry!

CHIRP:
Mine!

QUACK:
I got it!

Whoa!

Ow!

( Chirp gasps )

Quack.

PEEP:
Yay!

QUACK:
Not bad.

( chewing )

QUACK:
A few more lessons and
you'll be ready for the pond.

( Chirp and Peep giggling )