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Illumination!
And now for a bedtime story.
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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful pond.
It was paradise.
- Everyone was happy there.
Well, not everyone.
For two ducklings were suffering
from a strange condition.
They were bored.
And they were eager to discover what lay beyond
their cozy little pond.
Come on. Let's have a look.
But Daddy says it's dangerous to leave the pond.
We're brave and strong.
We ain't scared of nothing.
So they decided to go for it,
- straight into the arms of...
predators!
- They were surrounded, trapped.
But the ducklings were not afraid.
The tiny heroes attacked the predator, and...
they died.
The end.
Uh, that's all? They're dead?
Oh, yeah. No survivors.
But how?
Oh, you want details? Okay.
So, first, the heron cut them in half...
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a second here.
Your father got the story wrong-- again.
What really happened was:
The heron saw that they were lost,
so she offered to help them.
Pam, it's a heron.
A psycho killer designed to eat ducklings.
All right, fine.
The heron was about to eat them.
But their parents arrived just in time and saved them.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Their parents arrived, but it was too late.
Oh, Dax, don't worry.
It's going to be okay.
Really, Dad?
Yeah, sure.
Squished ducks, they can achieve great things, too.
As long as they stay in the pond
far from the dangers of the world,
such as herons and bears and wolves
and storms and cyclones
and tornadoes and crocodiles and poisonous mushrooms...
Okay. I really need to get to bed now.
...and saber-toothed tigers...
What happened to the other duckling?
- Was she squished, too? Oh, no, no, no.
Don't worry, Gwen.
The ducklings were both safe.
They just went on their way right back to the pond.
But another predator came in and...
And wished them good day.
- The end.
- That's it.
Okay.
Good night, Mom.
- Good night, Dad. - Good night.
- What?
Every time you tell a story, Gwen wets her twig bed.
Does she? That's great.
See? That means she's learning, Pam.
Oh, learning what?
That she should never leave the pond?
Exactly.
Trust me, I'm teaching her very valuable fears.
I should know. I've lived with them my entire life.
So have we all.
Good night, honey.
Good night, sweetheart.
Ready, set, go!
Come on, Gwenny! Come on!
Let's go. Let's go. Beat Daddy. Beat Daddy.
Go, go, go, go! Oh, yay!
- Yes! - Aw, I lost.
Whoo! Yes!
- Whoo...
- Hey. - Huh?
- Hello!
Huh?
- Yay!
- Mine! - You're the worst!
- That's mine! - Got a thousand of 'em!
- Whoa. - Thanks, Dad!
Whoa!
Okay, guys.
Remember to pick the fresh leaves.
Okay, Dad.
Is this one good, Dad?
Perfect.
Keep looking for more.
Guys!
Guys, you have to see something.
It's incredible. Come on, come on.
Everybody, come. Come on.
Whoo! Oh, look!
- Oh, I told you. - Yeah!
Isn't it beautiful? This is awesome!
Oh! Have you ever seen ducks like that?
Look at that.
- They must be migrating.
- Whoa.
They seem so mysterious and exotic.
I wonder where they flew in from.
Maybe we should go say hi.
Should we?
No. Oh, look at these feathers.
No, I want to know.
Let's go ask 'em. Mack, come on.
Yeah, no, I'm good.
Ugh. Come on.
We never meet anyone new.
Okay, fine.
All right, kids, let's go meet Mom's new friends.
Kids?
Kids? Kids?
Pretty good progress, huh?
Yeah. Got to love a tailwind.
- Yeah. - Oh.
- Hello. - Ah. Hello.
Welcome to the pond.
- Thank you. - Hey there.
- Oh, hi. - Nice feathers.
We shouldn't be here, Dax.
- Shh! - Dad is gonna be mad.
- Go back to the parents, Gwen.
- Hey there. - Dax!
What are you doing?
I don't want to be psycho-killed!
Let me go, you little feathery wart! -Oh.
Okay, I'm a feathery wart?
You don't even know me.
No, no, no, no, no, no. She's a feathery wart.
You're a very nice wart.
I-I mean wart duck.
- I mean... - I'm kidding.
Oh. Right.
Hi. I'm Kim.
Hi. I'm Dax.
Welcome to Moosehead Pond.
"Welcome to na-na-na."
You and your flock can stay here as long as you like.
- I could show you around. - Hmm?
I mean, this is pretty much it, but...
Mmm. Thanks.
But we're just passing by on our way down south.
We're gonna spend the winter there.
Where are you guys going?
We spend winter here
to avoid psycho killers like your...
- Sorry. Wart.
Wait. So you don't go anywhere for the winter?
Uh, nope.
You should totally come with us.
- What? Really?
Yes! Your flock could totally join ours.
Oh, my gosh, this will be so cool.
You will love migrating. The sun, the sand.
Wait. Do you like tropical food?
- What's your take on bananas? - Oh. I don't...
Ah, you're gonna love 'em!
You hold this. I'll go ask my dad.
Dad! Dad!
- What just happened? - Dad!
I don't know, but you're in trouble.
Dax! Gwen!
Are you crazy? You can't just take off like that.
- He made me do it! - What?
And he talked to a girl.
- A girl? - Gwen!
Yeah, and he told her he wants to marry her.
What? I didn't say that!
You said it with your eyes.
Dad, he's hitting me! He's hitting me!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Enough! Enough!
- Sibling cruelty! - Enough.
Okay. Hello.
Hi. Hi. Big hellos.
And we're good. Let's go.
- Mack. - What? I said hi.
I smiled. I made eye contact.
I checked all the boxes.
Hey there.
I hear you want to join our migration.
Sorry?
Oh, we're going back to Jamaica.
Have you ever been?
No.
Oh, it's just magical.
I swear, there's even a luminous lagoon
where the water glows.
Oh, wow. Oh, I really want to see that.
Well, then it is settled.
Your whole flock can join us.
This is gonna be great.
Oh, gosh. That's...
That's just so nice of you.
Wait, wait, wait.
I think there's a slight misunderstanding here.
Unfortunately, we're just slammed this winter.
Aren't we, Pam?
'Cause we've got the thing, and then the...
We got the thing after that. So, you know what? We can't go.
But you guys go.
Have a great time.
And, you know, tell the glowing water we said hi.
Uh, well, maybe next year, then?
You got it. Next year!
Uh, well, I guess it's time for us to go.
Uh, have a nice trip.
Thanks.
Have a nice... pond.
I'm so sorry you can't have babies with her.
That was so... rude!
I know.
"Have a nice pond."
Who says that?
That's just poor parenting.
Not them. You.
- Me? - Yes, you.
Okay. So I got a little carried away.
But migration?
What a stupid idea.
- Ugh. Okay. You're impossible. - Why?
Because I found a safe place for us to live
and we're happy here?
You mean you're happy here.
What?
I-I want us to get out and see the world.
- Me, too, Dad. - Yeah.
I want to go to Jamai... Jam... J...
where they make jam.
You-you really want those things?
Yes.
- Really? Yes.
No home improvements?
- PAM and DAX: No! Yes.
I mean... I mean no.
D-Do you know what can happen on a trip that long?
What sort of father would I be
if I put my young fowl in harm's way
for no reason except a chance at a Caribbean vacation?
A father who knows it's important for his kids
to see other parts of the world.
Mack, I don't want to miss out on life
because you're afraid to leave this pond.
This isn't about migration.
It's about adventure.
Seeing what else life has to offer.
Is that a little scary? Sure.
But isn't it worth it?
No, Pam.
Not really.
You really need to open your eyes, Mack,
before you miss it all.
Come on, kids.
- Hmm?
Huh? Huh?
Uncle Dan, what are you doing here?
I don't know.
I must have drifted from my nest again.
Be a good boy and get me back there.
Give me a little push.
All right.
Thank you.
I heard the little family tiff.
I got to say...
you're right.
Wha... I am?
Please.
What's all the travel talk?
I mean, why can't we be satisfied
with what we already have?
Well, yeah.
I mean, you got food right here.
We got a pond right here. Right?
Yeah. Food, the pond.
Why go anywhere else?
Stick to your beliefs, kid.
- Don't change for anyone. - Exactly.
And you'll end up just like me.
- Happy. - Yeah.
- Healthy. - Yeah.
And totally alone!
Yeah! Wait, what?
That's right.
You'll be living the dream.
Whoa, that was exhausting.
I'm gonna just rest here.
Rise and shine, Mallards!
We're burning daylight.
Up and at 'em.
Let's go, go, go!
Here's breakfast.
Dad, what are you doing?
Getting your sorry feathers out of bed.
Come on. We got to get ready.
Mack, ready for what?
Nothing. Just, you know,
for our big, super fun family migration!
What?
Ha! Bet you didn't see that coming.
- Are-are you serious? - Yep.
An adventure into the totally unknown.
And I'm gonna love it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I-Is this real?
What do you mean, "Is this real?"
We're really going?
- Yes. - On a migration?
- Mm-hmm. - To Jamaica?
- Yeah. - Together?
- Yes. - Like, everyone?
- Yes. - Including you?
Yes! We are all going on a migration to Jamaica.
In which language should I tell you?
Thanks, Dad.
You're welcome.
Oh!
I knew there was some adventure left in you.
Wait, wait, wait!
Uncle Dan, you're coming, too!
- Gwen, no, no. - No, no, no, no, no, no.
We're going to Jamaica.
No. I don't think so, kiddo.
Oh, please, Uncle Dan.
Nah.
Oh, too bad he doesn't want to come, honey.
We tried. What else can we do?
- Let's leave.
Please...
Pretty please?
Whoa. That did it.
I can't refuse her.
Look at her. Look at how cute she is.
Yes! Uncle Dan is coming!
No, he's not.
Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan.
GWEN and UNCLE DAN: Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan...
- Oh, for real?
Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan.
- Uncle Dan, that's me. - Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan.
Yeah!
MACK and PAM Yay.
Here we go. Let's do the final check.
Tail feather torsion?
Check.
Wing deployment?
Check.
Heads in takeoff mode?
Check.
Let's fly.
Woo-hoo! Yeah!
Woo-hoo!
Whoa! Whoo!
Yeah!
Okay, everyone, enough fooling around.
"V" formation.
Woo-hoo! Yeah!
- Look at me! - Thanks, Dad!
- Whoo! - Yeah, this is awesome!
Well, better get used to it.
Huh. That's weird.
My inner compass may be a little rusty,
but I'm sure we're heading south.
Yeah, we are, but why are we
the only birds heading this way?
Hey, kids, don't worry.
We're gonna be all right.
Here we are together.
We're on an adventure.
I promised adventure, and this is exactly
what I promised, huh?
We're not gonna make it, are we?
- Uncle Dan! - You can tell me. I don't mind.
I'm a big boy. I'm a big duck.
No, Uncle Dan, things are gonna be fine.
- Isn't that right, Mack?
Uh, I, uh...
I mean yes, Mom's right.
This is fun.
This is the kind of thing we'll remember for years to come.
We'll look back and laugh.
- A heron. - The one from Dad's story.
The ultimate duck killer.
Don't panic.
Herons can't see their prey if you stay still.
Hello, little ducks.
She's bluffing.
So, tell me, what's a nice little family of mallards
doing down here all cold and wet?
Nothing. We're good.
We're enjoying it.
But you must be freezing here.
- Oh, no, we're not. - Come.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no. - Come, come.
Let Erin take care of you in her comfy little nest.
In you go. Hup, hup, hup.
Harry!
Harry, look.
Look what I found.
A nice little family of traveling mallards.
Mallards.
Uh, okay. Nice meeting you all.
Bye-bye.
In a rush, are you?
Oh, we don't want to be a bother.
You look busy decaying.
You're not bothering at all.
But maybe herons are not
good enough for you, mallards?
No, of course not.
We're happy to stay.
Good! Let me get your bed ready.
What do they do, rip you apart, then eat you?
- Dan.
I don't know how they do it. What's the method?
- Hey. Zip it.
Wake me up when it's my turn to be eaten.
- What? - What are you doing, Pam?
Well, I don't know. I just... I don't want to offend them.
Can't you see they want to eat us?
I don't want to be eaten!
Well, she can't eat us.
She doesn't have teeth.
Well, what if she cuts us into pieces first?
I don't want to be cut into piece...
I-I-I beg your pardon?
Oh, what's that? No, no.
We were just saying your nest is just so charming.
Weren't we, kids?
Oh, thank you.
We moved here a few years ago.
We used to migrate all the time like you.
Harry was such an adventurer.
Fierce predator, too.
He could catch any prey with a single swift peck.
Those were the good old days.
Now Harry's too old.
I'm the one who brings food back to the nest.
But, anyway, you must be exhausted.
Here's your bed.
There's no way we're sleeping in that.
But it's our finest bed.
And it is perfect.
Thank you.
Wow, huh?
Hey, feel this. Even comfier than our own nest.
Yeah, sure.
It's greasier, too. Oh!
Looks like your last guest is still here.
- And dead.
Thank you.
You're welcome, sweethearts.
Sleep tight.
Don't let the bedbugs bite.
Okay. Storm is over.
Let's go. Kids, kids, wake up.
- Pam, we got to go right now. - What?
- Right now! - Now?
- What about Uncle Dan? - It's fine.
When they wake up, they'll eat him.
That'll give us more time to lose...
You're awake.
Looking right at us, too.
- Bonus. - Shh!
You shouldn't have gotten out of your beds.
Nighttime is when predators like to feed.
Stay away from my kids.
Let's do this quick!
Run, kids, run!
Let me get them!
Harry, catch them!
- Head for the door!
Go, go!
Hands off!
- It's okay, kids.
Just hold still.
No, no, no, no, no.
Please don't eat us.
We haven't finished molting yet.
Pretty please?
I promise you this won't hurt.
- No!
Gotcha!
He was about to gulp you in one bite.
Bad fish.
Ooh, bad fish!
You... you saved them?
Oh.
It was nothing.
And we have breakfast for tomorrow.
Right, Harry?
Into beddy-byes now.
Are you sure you have to go already?
I'll miss your kids so much.
They are so adorable.
Mmm. And you taste so good.
- Maybe I'll eat you. Uh...
I'm kidding.
- Or am I? - Huh?
- It's a joke! - Oh.
- It's a joke.
So funny.
All right.
Time to go. Thanks for everything.
Oh, goodbye.
Uh, I haven't kissed Harry goodbye!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Blow him a kiss.
- MACK and GWEN: Mwah. Mwah.
No, no, no, no, you don't have to walk closer.
You're good there. Bye, Harry.
Thanks so much. Mwah.
Don't forget, drop by on your way back.
Whew.
Wild night there, huh?
Yeah.
How about when she pulled out that pan, though?
Oh, my gosh! With the dead fish still in the pan?
- The dead fish. - Terrifying.
Right? Still, lovely birds.
Oh, lovely.
Lovely birds.
Guys! Come up!
You have to see this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.
Dax, let's keep the adventure where I can see you.
Whoa!
Woo-hoo! Come on!
Try it, Dad!
Okay, okay, this is pretty cool,
but we should probably get back on...
Don't be such a stick-in-the-mud.
Woo-hoo!
Whoa!
Ah, yeah!
- Woo-hoo!
- Hello!
- Peekaboo! - Whoa! Dad!
Ow. Hey, watch out.
Hey!
- Aha! Whoo!
Gotcha! Whoo!
That was fun.
Let's go down before we lose our way.
Please, Dad, come on.
- Just a bit more. - Please, Dad?
Okay, okay, just a little bit longer.
What is that?
- Whoa!
Guys, you okay?
Yeah! What a ride.
Let's do it again.
Yeah!
Your mother.
- Where's your mother?
Pam?
That is not your mother.
Up here! Fly up.
We can see so much better from up here.
- Pam! Are you hurt somewhere? - Oh! What?
- Do you feel pain? - I-I'm fine.
What's your name? How many feathers am I holding up?
Hey. I'm fine.
Thank goodness.
Okay. Come on, everyone.
Prepare for takeoff so we can get out of...
...here.
What is this place?
I... I don't know.
We've never been this far before.
Uncle Dan, have you ever been here before?
Uncle Dan?
Hello? Guys?
Anyone?
I don't like heights.
Oh, whoa!
Whoa, whoa! Whoa!
Uncle Dan?
Yeah, it's me!
- It's Uncle Dan!
Uncle Dan!
Well, he led a good life.
What?
We're coming for you, Uncle Dan!
He would have wanted us to go on without him.
Come on, he was kind like that.
Ow!
Oh. Well, hello there.
- Ah...
Get away, get away!
Pigeons.
Mmm.
Ah...
Uncle Dan! Uncle Dan!
- Uncle Dan! - Uncle Dan!
- Uncle Dan, where are you? - Uncle Dan!
Uncle Dan?
What if something ate Uncle Dan?
Honey, I promise you, nothing would ever
want to eat Uncle Dan.
- Uncle Dan.
Get off me!
I'm coming!
- Hey, wait! Wait!
Get away from me! Get away from me!
It's my sandwich.
I licked it, I licked it!
You can't touch it with duck spit on it.
Uncle Dan!
Get your wings off my uncle!
Dax, Gwen, wait!
Stay away from my family!
Back away! Back away! Back away!
Get out of here, you trashy, trashy vermin!
PIGEON Who said that?
I asked, "Who said that?"
Huh?
Come here, bumpkin.
Uh... Oh.
Say it again.
Uh, which part?
"Trashy, trashy vermin."
Let the record reflect I just meant to say "trashy vermin."
Which I'm not saying that's good,
but I wasn't doubling down on "trashy," vermin.
You ducks make me sick, you know that?
You're fed all day by the humans in the park,
but that's not enough for you.
No, no, no.
You got to come to our territory.
You got to steal our food.
And then you insult us?
What? No, no, no, no, I wasn't...
- Name! - Uh, Mack.
Well, "Uh, Mack," I'm the Chump,
and I'm the leader of this group of hardworking birds
you just called vermin.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
So listen, Chump...
- What did you just call me?
Sorry. I thought your name was Chump.
Yeah, Chump, yeah. That's my name. Why?
Right. So listen, Chump...
- What did you just call me?! - I'm sorry.
Is everyone else hearing "Chump" or...
- What did... What? - Okay, okay.
I think there's a slight misunderstanding here.
Excuse me. Will you excuse me?
Coming through. Uh-huh. Thank you.
Okay. Hi there. I'm Pam.
I'm sharing my life with him, so I'm painfully aware
of all the stupid things that come out of his mouth.
Hmm?
Oh, yeah, that's true. She is.
But I assure you, he meant no harm.
And to show our gratitude
for your understanding in this matter,
how about we share the sandwich 50-50?
- 80-20. - 60-40.
- 70-30. - 65-35.
- 68-32! - 67-33!
You got yourself a deal.
Uncle Dan, cut the sandwich.
Uh...
You don't want to try 50-50 again?
- Uncle Dan! - All right, all right.
You, I like.
Thank you, Chump.
Sorry for busting your bills over here, but, uh...
sometimes I get sensitive, is all.
Us pigeons, we got big hearts, too.
Ain't that right, guys?
- Oh, for sure.
- We just want to be loved. - And respected.
Yeah.
So anything you need-- I mean anything--
Chump's got ya.
Oh, really? Because we are completely lost.
We're trying to get to Jamaica.
Oh, yeah, yeah. That's in Queens, right?
Uh, more south.
Uh, like, the Caribbean.
Oh, that Jamaica.
I got a buddy who knows that place
like the back of his wing.
You-you think he'll help us?
Yeah. I mean, it's a bit of a sore subject for him,
but, uh, I'm sure it won't be a problem.
Come on, lovebirds, we ain't got all day.
It's this way.
Wow. Mom, you rock.
Yeah.
- 60-40! - 70-30!
60,000-3,500!
I didn't know you could be so tough.
Really, Mack?! You didn't know that?
Oh, no, I...
Oh!
I get it.
That's good.
That's very good.
Okay, my little bumpkins,
- let's get a move on. Whoa.
Are you kidding? We are not flying through
this crazy death trap of a city again.
Oh, come on. It's nothing.
Just stick close to me,
and everything will be all right.
I'm okay. Yeah, no, I'm okay!
- Yeah.
I'm okay.
I'm still okay.
- We can do this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ha-ha! You missed, bus!
Maybe don't stick too close.
- Whoa. - Whoa.
Aw.
Here you go, my little princess.
Thank you!
- Woo-hoo!
Whoa, Gwen! I got you, Gwen.
I got you.
Look! Look, there it is.
That's Jamaica.
What?
Here we are.
Okay, so...
Wait, where's our guy?
And what is that?
Huh? Oh, that?
Don't worry about it.
But I should probably warn you,
Delroy's owner is a chef.
A-A chef?
Yeah. A-A chef.
Like a predator except instead of eating you,
he feeds you to a group of much lazier predators.
Right this way.
After you.
Hey. Shh!
Coast is clear.
Hey, Delroy.
How's it going? It's been a while.
You look good. Slip me some feather.
I brought you a nice family of mallards.
They need to ask you something.
Oh. Well, Mr. Delroy,
so nice to meet you.
Do you know the way to Jamaica?
Do I know the way to Jamaica?
Told ya.
He's a little sensitive about it.
He was born and raised there.
What happened?
The chef snatched him up in the middle of the night.
Next day, old Del's gone from free bird to jailbird.
Come on, D.
Just tell them how to get there.
Fly to the big green statue, fly due south for three miles,
then due east for one mile, due west for ten miles,
then you southwest for one mile,
south-southeast for two miles... -Uh...
...and south-southwest for the rest of the way.
And don't stop until you see that mist
dancing atop the beautiful blue mountains.
You can't miss it.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No, don't cry, Big Red.
It's all right. We didn't mean to upset you.
Jamaica!
I miss my family.
Devon.
And likkle Donnie.
Dolores. Deedee.
Winston!
That me cousin.
Dad, we're not really gonna leave him here, are we?
He looks so cramped in that cage.
- Come on, blow it out.
- Blow.
There's nothing we can do here, Dax.
We could get the key.
No, kid. That's impossible.
Why? Where is it?
Down there.
The chef keeps that key on him at all times.
And trust me, you don't want to go
anywhere near that lunatic.
Him catch ya, him turn you into duck à l'orange.
What's duck à l'orange?
It's you with l'orange on top.
You know what? Guys, don't worry.
- I'll go get it. - Uh, what? No, no, no, no, no.
Dad, it's okay. I've got this.
No, you don't got this.
But just because you're scared of everything in the world
doesn't mean I have to be.
Okay. You know what?
I will go get the key.
Cool. I'm coming with you.
- No. You stay. - Dad!
Ah-ah-ah. Stay here.
Hmm?
Huh?
- How's it going?
Shh! What are you doing here?
I told you to stay back there.
Oh, there's no way I'm letting you have all the fun.
Let's go.
There.
Here.
Grab my tail so I can get the key.
Hurry.
- Pam. - Almost there.
Look.
- Pam. - Almost there.
- Pam. - A little closer.
Pam!
Got it.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Duck à l'orange!
♪ Keep on surviving ♪
- Uh-oh. - What?
Salsa Tuesdays.
♪ Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better ♪
♪ You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger ♪
♪ You thought that I'd be broke without you... ♪
- We're doomed! - Don't panic, Mack.
I can't help it. It relaxes me.
Mack, we're gonna make it, all right?
We have to be optimistic.
Optimistic? How can we be optimistic right now?
Well, I don't know, but if we are panicking,
we'll never find our way out!
That's it.
- What's it? - Whatever you're doing,
keep doing it.
You mean like this?
Yes, Mack. It's working.
♪ Sobreviviré, sobreviviré ♪
♪ No se puede apagar ♪
- ♪ La esperanza ♪
- ♪ Sobreviviré... ♪
Oh, we can do this, Mack.
Whoo!
Okay, follow my lead.
♪ Yo sé ♪
- ♪ I'm a survivor ♪
♪ I'm not gon' give up ♪
♪ Ya lo verás, voy a lograrlo ♪
♪ I'm a survivor ♪
♪ I'm gonna make it ♪
♪ Es la verdad, yo sobrevivo ♪
♪ I'm a survivor ♪
♪ I'm not gon' give up ♪
♪ Ya lo verás, voy a lograrlo ♪
♪ I'm a survivor, I'm gonna make it ♪
♪ Es la verdad, yo sobrevivo. ♪
Dad, Mom, you were amazing.
Thank you, Gwenny, but we're in a bit of a hurry right now.
- Pam, key. - Here.
Okay. Let's do this.
Hurry! Hurry!
No, more to the right. To the right, and twist.
No, no, no, no, no. My right, Dad.
- Mack! -Down, down. - No, push.
- No, to the right. - That's it!
- Now, hold it and twist it. - No, Dad.
- Come on! - Do I just have to do it?
- Push!
Oh. What happened?
Wait, wh-where's the k... Where's the key?
- I swallowed it. - Oh, that's a bummer.
Spit it out. You need to spit it out!
I'm on it. I'm on it.
- Come on, Mack.
Okay, he's really close, and he really looks mad.
- Mack!
- Spit it out already. - Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Come on! Hurry up!
Come on, kids.
Together.
Spit it out!
This isn't working!
- Bird eater incoming!
Got it!
Oh!
I'm free!
Whee!
Ya mon!
We did it!
Thank you!
Whoo! Oh, you did it.
I can't believe it.
I was in a cage, and now I'm not.
In, and now not.
And you did it!
All of you.
But you...
- you wild duck, you.
You must be the bravest duck me ever meet.
Oh, I'm not that...
I'm not that brave.
What?! You knew the danger.
You did it anyway. What do you call that?
Yeah, you're right.
I guess that is the only word that describes who I am.
Did you hear that? He called me brave.
So you want to go to my island, eh?
I will be honored to take you there myself.
You'd do that?
For you, me do anything,
because I can do anything!
Woo-hoo!
I can go here, or I could go here.
Free as a bird!
Right.
'Cause I'm a bird!
I didn't think I'd ever say this, but, uh,
you are one heck of a bird.
Oh. Well, thanks, Chump.
You're not so bad yourself.
Yeah, you know, I'm getting a little waterwork-y up here.
Scram, you crazy ducks.
Get out of here.
- Bye, Chump. - Bye-bye, Chump.
- Bye, Chump. - Thank you!
Thanks for everything.
So long, Chump.
Don't forget where you got that sandwich.
Bye-bye, you country bumpkins.
I love you.
I can't believe it!
In a few hours, we'll reach the coast.
Then a little hop over the ocean,
and we'll finally get to my homeland!
Hey, uh, Delroy, uh, is it true
that the sea glows at night in Jamaica?
Because that sounds incredibly magical.
Ah.
You hear about that, eh?
Whatever you're expecting over there...
it's going to be even better.
Jamaica, I'm coming home!
- ♪ I'm coming, I'm coming ♪ - Mom?
- ♪ I'm coming home. ♪ - Hmm?
It's really bad.
Oh. It's okay, Gwen.
You can do it while we fly.
Here? But anyone could see me.
No one's watching, Gwen.
You know what? I'll go up front.
- What's happening?
We have a number two situation.
Oh.
- Everything okay back there? - Dad! Don't look!
- Oh! Sorry, Gwen. - What are you doing?
My bad. My bad.
Mom, I can't do it here.
Can we land?
No, we won't land, Gwen.
You're old enough to do it in the sky now.
But it's too much pressure, and it's gross.
It's not gross. We're birds.
Every bird does it in the sky.
What if someone is looking down there?
No one is looking down there.
I told you, we are not landing.
There is no way we're landing.
Are you sure no one's watching?
Gwen Mallard!
Do it now or we leave without you.
- Okay, okay. - Ugh!
She's perfectly capable of doing her business in the sky,
- and yet here we are. - It's okay, Pam.
Just let her be.
Does anybody have a soft moss?
Just use a leaf!
Someone's watching! Someone's watching!
- There! Someone's watching! - Where? Where?
Huh.
Hmm.
Follow me, and stay close.
Whoa! For real, Dad?
Mm-hmm.
Cool.
I like your spirit, duck man.
- Um...
- Hmm. Guys?
Mm-hmm.
Uh, are you sure this is safe?
Don't worry.
That wild duck is on a journey of the soul,
and I say we follow him.
But just in case, get out your talons.
I ain't sure ducks have talons, though.
Shh, shh.
GOOGOO Now stretch your back
and move your wings up to the sky.
Breathe in.
- And breathe out.
Excellent, class.
And now the egg position.
And we hatch
with a newborn quack.
Quack.
Very good.
And repeat.
Quack.
And repeat. Quack.
And repeat.
Hey, what's going on here?
- Visitors!
Brothers, brothers.
Sisters, hold your enthusiasm.
We-we don't want to scare our guests away, do we?
Hello, friends.
I am Googoo.
Welcome to our humble abode.
Abode? What is going on here?
Our morning relaxation
as we prepare for the glorious Earl and Mae
to open the gates to paradise.
- Oh, you're so lucky.
You're just in time.
My friends...
welcome to the Garden of Harmony.
I don't understand. It's...
Heaven for ducks?
Yep, pretty much.
Ah. Perfect.
Whee!
You came to the perfect place, my friends.
Here, humans spare no expense on our well-being.
And they just finished building our brand-new slide.
Yeah!
So please be our guest.
Feel free to enjoy our place
- for as long as you like.
Whoa.
Well, I guess we could take the afternoon.
- Come on. Please. - Come on. Come on, Dad, please.
- Come on. Let's stay. Stay. - Please, please.
Oh, no. No, no, no.
I don't think we can possibly stay here...
...without having the best time of our lives!
Now, get out there and have some fun.
Slides, here I come! Wait for me!
Slippy slides!
Woo-hoo! Whoa!
Here comes the sea dragon!
We're gonna get you!
We're gonna squish your sea dragon face!
Sea dragon is hungry.
Hi-yah!
We need to slay the sea dragon!
Ow. Gwen.
- Gwen, be more careful.
- We need to slay him gently.
Really? Okay.
Ow! Uncle Dan.
What? I want to play, too.
Sea dragon needs a break.
- Ow! Gwen!
Brothers, sisters, great news!
Earl and Mae are taking us on a field trip.
- I'm so excited.
It's so great. Hurry, guys.
Hurry. It's time.
You don't want to miss this.
Come on, everyone. Let's go.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
I'm so excited. I can't wait to get started.
Googoo, stop!
What is it, my little friend?
The-the chef. The-the...
You want to come, too?
- Come on. Let's go. - You got to stop.
- Last one is a rotten egg. - Googoo! Stop!
- Googoo! - Kneel, sea dragon, kneel!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Gwenny.
- Googoo, no! Stop! - No. Don't hit your father.
- What? - We're not hitting fathers.
Googoo! Googoo! - Where are you going?
Uh, Delroy is the sea dragon now.
Of course. I'd love that.
- You're next! - No, no, no.
You're gonna be gentle. Okay, no... -
- Ow! - Gwenny, come on!
- He said "gently."
Googoo, he's gonna take you to his kitchen.
- Come on. - He's gonna serve you
to people, with oranges.
Hey, hey. What's happening?
Dad, it's the chef. He's back.
Earl and Mae are giving those ducks to the chef
so he can cook them.
I beg your pardon?
Dax, go back to Mom. I'll handle this.
No! I can help! I can just...
Go back to Mom now!
Googoo, do not get on that truck.
Look, I understand this is all
new to you-- bit weird, bit strange...
Don't you get it? It's a trap!
We've got to get your ducks out of here!
Everyone, get off the truck unless you want to be cooked!
- Cooked?
- What? - Wait, what's that?
Come on! Hurry!
You got to go before he comes back.
Let go!
- Earl and Mae are our leaders. - Dax?
- They massage us. - Dax!
Everyone, run! Now!
- Pam, the chef! - What?
We have to get out of here now!
Go, go, go!
Okay, let's go.
Let's go, let's go, let's go! Go, go, go, go, go!
Everyone, take off!
Dax, on my back!
Hurry!
Guys, we need to rest.
Follow me.
Guys, are you okay? What happened?
- Mom, he was coming for the... - I'll tell you what happened.
I told him to stay back, and he almost got himself killed.
But, Dad, I was trying to help.
I don't need your help, Dax.
I need you to do what I say!
Do you understand?!
Listen, Dax.
Just let us grown-ups figure it out while...
All right, everyone, let's call it a night.
We could use the rest.
Gwen, you scared me.
You look mad.
You need a hug!
No, Gwen, I don't need a hug.
- Whoa! I said no hug.
Don't fight it. It'll make you feel better.
Can you let go now?
- You feel better? - No.
Then it hasn't kicked in yet.
- What about now? - No.
- Now? - Mm-mm.
- Now? - Nothing.
- A little? - Nope.
I felt something.
Mm-mm.
- Oh, no, he's back!
- Every duck for himself!
- Kids! - Dax! Gwen!
- Mom! Dad! No, no, no!
- No, no! Dax, Gwen, stay back! - No! Stop!
- Get out of here now! - Go hide!
- Hide, kids! Go! Go, go!
No.
No, no, no. Mom!
- Mom, Dad, no! - Daddy!
- Oh, kids! Oh, kids! - No!
He's gonna cook Mom and Dad, isn't he?
And he's gonna come back for us.
- And he'll cook us, too!
I wish we tasted awful!
Gwen, we're not giving up, okay?
We're-we're gonna figure something out.
We are?
Yes. There has to be a way.
But-but how?
You can't even fly.
Oh, we're doomed.
Gwen, you're a genius.
Am I?
We are not getting cooked today.
Come on, Pam, keep going.
Pam?
It's hopeless, Mack.
What? No, no, no, no, no, it's not hopeless.
- We can do this. - No, we've lost them.
Mack, we've lost the kids. You were right.
We never ever should have left the pond.
Pam, enough.
This isn't you.
You're the adventurous one, the-the-the brave one.
You never give up on anything.
You-you haven't even given up on me.
Come on, Pam.
You've proven over and over again
that when everything is hopeless, we have to be...
Optimistic.
Yes. And now you and me are going to get our kids back
so we can finish this crazy, wonderful adventure.
And we are going to show them that when danger strikes,
you do not run from it.
You take a stand.
That's it! Look, Pa...
- Shh! Shh, shh.
We can do this.
Mack, Mack, we can do this.
Come on. Let's go.
Okay.
- Left, Pam.
- Just... You do your left. - No, no, no, no. Right.
Okay, you're moving on the left. Move on the top.
- Just set... - Okay, no, no, no, no, no.
- Psst. Hey. Over here. Here. - Hey. Hey.
- Here. - Do it together.
- Ya mon. Together. - Do it together.
Wh-Wh-What?
Together.
Hmm?
You trap me for years,
now you're trying to cook my friends?
Enough!
It is payback time!
Payback!
Reload.
Ah...
Eat this.
- What?
We're coming!
Dax!
- We got this, guys.
We can do this!
Mom!
Kids! Oh, kids.
Woo-hoo!
Ya mon!
Everyone!
Delroy, you made it!
- You're alive!
I'm so happy to see you.
And you, all dressed up for Jamaica.
- Look at you!
Well, come on. Let's go, go, go, go, go!
We're almost there, everyone.
I can feel it!
Okay, so we're a bit lost.
Must have missed a turn somewhere.
But don't worry.
We just have to go back to the big green statue.
- Pam? - Hmm?
Mack, the water.
It's glowing.
It's real.
The water is glowing!
Dad. Dad!
Come look.
That's it.
That's Jamaica.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Lead the way.
- Gwen, final check, please.
Aye, Captain.
Tail feather torsion?
Check.
Wing deployment?
Check.
Heads in Bake-Off mode?
- Takeoff mode. - Takeoff mode?
Check!
Let's fly.
Woo-hoo-hoo! Yeah!
Let's go! Come on!
Woo-hoo! Yeah!
Woo-hoo!
Whoa! Whoo!
- Whoo! - Woo-hoo! Yeah!
Look at me!
Whoa!
Yeah!
- Woo-hoo!
I am back!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Hey, Devon!
- Deedee! - Delroy!
- Winston! - Delroy!
Whoo!
- Whoa. - Whoa.
Wow.
- Whoa! Woo-hoo-hoo! Yeah!
Wow.
Hey!
Hey, you changed your mind.
Better late than never, right?
Kim!
Dax!
Dax, you're here.
Wow. Your wings, they're beautiful.
Thanks.
Dax kept saying your name while he was sleeping.
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
- Whoa! Delroy!
- I'm home! - Delroy! Delroy!
What?
Thank you.
For what?
Opening my eyes.
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky, find the sun... ♪
Uncle Dan!
Mm-hmm?
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
- ♪ On a cloudy day ♪
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
♪ On a cloudy day ♪
♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
- ♪ But your mumma always said ♪
♪ Look up into the sky ♪
♪ Find the sun on a cloudy day ♪
♪ On a cloudy day. ♪
Pretty please?
No, Gwenny, you cannot take Toothpick back home.
But Toothpick wants to come.
No, no, no. No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Mm, I think it's time to let him go.
Okay, honey?
Okay.
So, we're ready for takeoff?
Wait. Where's your father?
Guys! Guys!
Guys!
I just met these birds who are totally lost.
I said we'd help 'em get home.
What do you say?
Hello.
- Hi. Hello. Hi.
Mack, you do know
that penguins are from the South Pole?
I know! Isn't that great?
GWEN and DAX: Yeah!
We're going to the South Pole!
No, I'm not going. No way.
Oh, please, Uncle Dan.
Please...
ALL Please...
Okay, okay.
We're going to the South Pole.
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Come on, Pam. We're going to the South Pole.
I've created a monster.
Okay, so let's talk itinerary.
I say Costa Rica, Panama, Amazon River.
- Any other ideas? Oh, oh!
I want to see Titicaca!
Titicaca! Great.