A Stork’s Journey

"I know what to do! [tries to wake Olga up] First aid poster. [tries to wake Olga again but nothing's working] I stared at the thing for years."

"Their adventure is the destination."

"Good morning! Ready, willing and able to migrate! Let's get a move on... [notices He is all alone in his egg only on a nest and several unhatched eggs] Ma? Pa? [echoing] Where are you guys??!!"

"I’ve always wanted to be a stork. Except that I don’t know who I am. What are we having for breakfast? Worms?"

"What are you doing? [Discovers Richard, who has crashed onto a tree branch and is dazed] Oooooh! That’s gonna hurt! The last time when I try to fly like that, I crashed straight into two tree branches, crashed down, two rocks, and hit my beak on something soft and squishy. I hope it wasn’t Bird poop."

"Hey, guys? Hey! Listen, you... [He bumps into a long stretchy wall filled with pigeons that are having lunch] Have.. You... Seen... A... Flock... Of... Birds!? [yells As the line that is holding the patient stretches and the patient all crash down into him like next to the mama] Ouch! Was it something that I stepped on?"

"[to the Frog that is trying to catch some flies] Hello? Someone there?! [Olga: Oy! Your barking up the wrong bird] OK. I guess they aren’t like me, either."

"I'm Olga, and this is my best friend, Oleg."

"Eh... You do realize you are not even close to being a stork, right?"

"Just keep quiet, can you? What kind of bird is afraid of flying?"

"I can feel it, I can make it to Africa! [flies through the forest] How hard can it be? It's not like crossing an ocean or anything."

"[during their argument about failing to be a stork]'’ Even if you try it, You’re gonna fail! I don’t want anything happened to you after what happened to my wife, so you’re gonna deal with it!"

"Talk about sarcasm."

"Is that a real life eagle?"

"Thank you, Richard. I could’ve had done it without you."

"[first sees Richard and Olga] Aww! Look at you! The predator and its prey. Need to get to Gibraltar?"

"My apologies, Kiki La Spree, disco parakeet fantastique! Ambassador to Sparkleville! Distinguished professor of... [Olga: Blabberbeak?] Oh! I couldn't help but overhear your little picking match. But don't despair. I can get you to Gibraltar! I was headed there myself. Isn't that an amazing coincidence?"

"[sobs] I wish I had a dramatic backstory like that. I always dreamed of escaping my dreary surroundings to become a famous disco star!"

"[thinks the plane is a shooting star] Look, a shooting star! Everybody make a wish."

"[to Richard] You really love them, don't you? Your storks."

"[to Gerold] Hey, why are you so gloomy? We're going to Jamaica!"