The beginning …
Drusilla: “Hello? Anyone there?”
Dabney: “Who’s that?”
Drusilla: “Me.”
Dabney: “Who’s you?”
Drusilla: “Beside you.”
Dabney: “Which side?”
Drusilla: “I don’t know.”
Doris: “You’re there. I’m here. He’s over that way. At least, I think so. Maybe. Well, I really don’t know either.”
Dickie: “I can’t see.”
Darla: “It’s a little cramped.”
Dudley: “Dark, too.”
Dorothy: “Dark as opposed to …?”
Dougie: “Dunno.”
Davey: “What happens next?”
Dolly: “What makes you think something’s supposed to happen?”
Davey: “Dunno.”
Dougie: “That’s my line.”
Davey: “What? You got it copyrighted?”
Dorothy: “What’s copyrighted?”
Dougie: “Du…”
All: “DON’T SAY IT!”
Dillman: “I have a suggestion.”
Dudley: “That being…?”
Dillman: “PRISON BREAK.”
Denise: “I…I don’t know. I kinda like it here. It’s quiet, and safe.”
Dorothy: “I think we’re supposed to come out.”
Denise: “Why?”
Dillman: “And if you say ‘I don’t know,’ I’ll …”
Dorothy: “You’ll what?”
Dillman: “Huh, I don’t know.”
All: “Aaaargh!”
Dorothy: “I think it’s a seasonal thing. It’s all about timing.”
Darla: “Anything that’ll give me room to move would be appreciated. I have the urge to merge.”
Later…
Darla: “Hey, guys. I’ve got good news and bad news.”
Davey: “What’s the good news?”
Dillman: “Wait. Maybe we should have the bad news first. Something to cheer us up after we get depressed.”
Dudley: “Who made you head…whatever? If she wants to tell us the good news first, that’s for her to decide.”
Dorothy: “Be quiet and let her speak. Go ahead, dear.”
Darla: “Well, it’s just that I think we are supposed to do something and …
Dougie: “Someone already said that.”
Dabney, Dickie, and Dolly: “Hush! Let her finish.”
Darla: “…and I think I’m starting to do it.”
Drusilla: “Cool. What exactly are you doing?”
Darla: “That’s the bad news. I seem to be coming apart at the seams.”
Dougie: “Seams? Is that like…oops.”
Dolly: “Oops? What an ‘oops’?”
Dougie: “Well, I just stuck my foot through one of those seams.”
Drusilla: “Your seam, or hers?”
Darla: “Wasn’t mine.”
Dadney: “Hey, I got one too.”
Davey: “One seam, or two? Which is it?”
Dabney: “No, silly. I have one seam also.”
Davey: “Well, you should have said so.”
Denise: “I knew I wasn’t going to like this.”
Dougie: “Hey, I think I know the answer to that question now.”
Drusilla: “Which one?”
Dougie: “The one about dark as opposed to …”
Dorothy: “That was mine. Enlighten us, Maestro.”
Dougie: “Light. Light is the opposite of dark and I can see it through my seam.”
Dudley: “What? Does that mean you are light on your feet?”
Dickie: “Huh?”
Dudley: “Well he did just stick his foot through a seam, didn’t he?”
Dougie: “No, no, this seam is right where my eye is.”
Darla: “I got one! I got one!”
Dorothy: “So what can you see? What’s light like?”
Dougie: “I see…oof.”
Dolly: “Oof? What’s an ‘oof’?”
Dougie: “The light turned dark just after it hit me.”
Darla: “Sorry, I think that was my other foot coming out through a seam.”
Doris: “I think we need to fast-track here.”
Dillman: “Meaning?”
Doris: “Meaning, if we use our heads we might be able to get more seams to open more quickly.”
Dudley: “I hardly think this is the time for a three day summit.”
Doris: “Not that part of the head. I mean that sharp thingy just below your eye. Bash it up against the seam.”
Dudley: “The beak?”
Doris: “Yes, and if you shut it, you’ll get more done.”
Dabney: “Not much room to maneuver.”
Denise: “Keep track of the pieces that belong to me in case I don’t like it out there and want to come back in.”
Drusilla: “I don’t think there’s a season for coming in, only for going out.”
Denise: “Bummer.”
At last…
Dolly: “Phew, that was hard work.”
Davey: “Quack.”
Drusilla: “What was that?”
Davey: “Verbalization skills. Mom says we have to learn how to communicate with the locals.”
Dolly: “Oh.”
Dudley: “Mom’s cool. She’s going to teach us how to swim.”
Dabney: “What’s that?”
Dudley: “Don’t know, but it sounds like fun.”
Dorothy: “I think I like this seasonal stuff. Mom calls it ‘Spring’. Even Denise is happy she’s out.”
Dillman: “Spring, sprang, sprung.”
Doris: “Huh?”
Dillman: “Verbs. Spring, the season, perfectly demonstrates the meaning the verb which it copies.”
Dougie: “Which is?”
Dillman: “Liberty”
Darla: “Quack.”
Dorothy: “Nice pronunciation.”
Darla: “Thank you.”
Davey: “Mom says it’s time to swim.”
Denise: “Cool.”
Davey: “Single file, please.”
Dolly: “Me first.”