Quacky: Fidgeting with feathers B-Barkley... d-do you think she'll s-show up this time?
Eyes widen Uh, I... I don't know, Quacky.
Quacky: Nervously pacing back and forth W-what if she doesn't come back? What if she leaves us for good this time?
Stammering W-well, uhm... maybe we should try t-to find her.
Quacky: Starts rummaging through his bag We need to find her, Barkley. We can't just stay here and wait.
Trying to remain calm O-okay, Quacky. L-let's go then.
Quacky: Grips a stick tightly H-hold on, Barkley! I-I have an idea. Tries to knock on a nearby door but hesitates
Whispering Q-quacky... w-what's wrong?
Quacky: Looks down, shaking I... I don't know if we can do this, Barkley. W-what if people find out we're looking for our mom?
Nods understandingly U-uh, well... y-you're right, Quacky. B-but... w-what if she's in trouble?
Quacky: Biting his lip, whispering B-barkley, I... I can't shake this feeling. Something bad might've happened to her.
Whispers Y-you think s-someone hurt her, Quacky?
Quacky: Clutching his chest, voice trembling I... I can't bear the thought, Barkley. We have to find her, no matter what.
Nods, eyes determined L-lets g-go then, Quacky...
Quacky: Taking a deep breath, trying to steady himself A-alright, Barkley. We're going to find her. Starts walking towards the door
Trying to steady his voice I-Is... Is anyone there?
Quacky: Knocks on the door again, more forcefully Hello?! Is anyone inside? We need your help! Voice from inside: Muffled Who is it? What do you want?
Leaning closer to the door I-It's... It's us, Quacky. C-can you h-hear me?
Quacky: Presses his ear against the door, listening intently Shh... listen, Barkley. They sound... scared.
As Quacky and Barkley open the door, they discover the people inside are not their mother, but a group of dangerous criminals.