that. GEORGE : It's all right. EMIL : What were you gonna say? GEORGE : About the balance of nature. EMIL : Yes? GEORGE : Being dependent on one of the Professional Spectator Sports. EMIL : You're fulla shit. GEORGE : For its continuation. EMIL : What made you think of that? GEORGE : I'm not sure. EMIL : Some sport? GEORGE : I don't know. EMIL : Nature? GEORGE : Perhaps. EMIL : Do you remember which sport? GEORGE : I . . . no, I wouldn't want to go on record as remembering. One of the Major League sports. EMIL : Where did you read it? GEORGE : I don't know. The Reader's Digest . . . EMIL : Eh? GEORGE : Also they've found a use for cancer. EMIL : Knock wood. GEORGE : It's about time. All the millions we spend on research, cigarettes . . . EMIL : Wildlife. GEORGE : Nothing wrong with spending money on Wildlife. EMIL : It's all take, take, take. GEORGE : Nature gives it back many times over. EMIL : Yeah? GEORGE : A blue heron at sunset. EMIL : They're all dead . . . GEORGE : A whiff of breeze from the lake . . . EMIL : . . . or hiding. GEORGE : A flight of Ducks. EMIL : The duck is, after all, only a bird. GEORGE : But what a bird. EMIL : A pigeon, too, is a bird. GEORGE : There's no comparison. EMIL : What is the difference between a duck and a pigeon? GEORGE : Basically, a lack of comparison. EMIL : Aside from that? GEORGE : It is a difference of . . . self-respect. You can't argue with that. EMIL : I won't begin. GEORGE : It wouldn't get you anywhere. EMIL : Ha. Ha. GEORGE : Big talk. EMIL : I'm ready to back it up. GEORGE : Oh yeah? EMIL : Yeah. GEORGE : All right. EMIL : . . . anytime you're ready. GEORGE : I'm ready. EMIL : All right, then. GEORGE : Are you ready? EMIL : You betcha, Red Ryder. GEORGE : Good. EMIL : . . . Hey! What? Grownups squabbling about birds? GEORGE : You started it. EMIL : I beg to differ. GEORGE : Go right ahead. EMIL : All right, I do differ. GEORGE : It makes no difference. I was holding an intelligent conversation and then you came along . . . EMIL : And simply pointed out that you were turning something into a thing which it is not. GEORGE : What is more noble than a duck. EMIL : Depends on the duck. GEORGE : Is a pigeon more noble than a duck. EMIL : Are you saying that just because the duck is wild and has no rules . . . GEORGE : No rules? No rules? No rules but the sun and the moon! No rules but the law of the seasons and when to go where at what specific time? No rules but to find a mate and cleave into her until death does him part? EMIL : Is that true? GEORCE : It surely is. EMIL : That I didn't know. GEORGE : Well, learn from your mistakes. EMIL : I will. GEORGE : No rules! EMIL : All right. GEORGE : One of the most rigid creatures. EMIL : I'm sorry. GEORGE : Did you know that many human societies are modeled on those of our animal friends? EMIL : Pish. GEORGE : I beg to differ about it. EMIL : Pish foo. GEORGE : The French, for example. EMIL : Are modeled on animals? GEORGE : Historically, yes. EMIL : Where did you get that? GEORGE : Some guide to France. EMIL : I don't believe it. GEORGE : I got it somewhere, I'll show you. EMIL : You do that. GEORGE : I will. EMIL : You just do that. GEORGE : Don't push me. EMIL : I won't. GEORGE : All right. EMIL : Darn tootin’.
TWELFTH VARIATION “Whenever I Think Of Wild Flying Things” EMIL : Whenever I think of wild flying things I wonder. GEORGE : Yes? EMIL : If, in the City, as we are . . . GEORGE : Yes? EMIL : We maybe . . . GEORGE : Yes? EMIL : Forget it. GEORGE : Ducks. EMIL : Ducks. GEORGE : Ducks. Flying wild. EMIL : Wild over boundaries. GEORGE : Lakes, rivers. EMIL : Imaginary lines . . . GEORGE : The Equator. EMIL : Never minding . . . Never stopping . . . GEORGE : Stopping for no man. EMIL : High above unmanned terrain. GEORGE : Barren. EMIL : Unexplored North Country. GEORGE : Naked. Strange. EMIL : Here and there a Mountie. GEORGE : Cold. EMIL : Nowhere to rest. GEORGE : What a life. EMIL : Sleeping on the fly. GEORGE