"You poor little fella. It's all right. Big Mama's here. [briefly looks out at the grasslands then turns back to the pup] You know? You're gonna need some caring for. Now...now let's see darlin'. [the pup carefully approaches her, who paces around, thinking] You need a... [looks down, and sees the pup who warms up to her and started to cuddle her] [chuckles] Oh no. No no no. Not me. Not Big Mama now. [looks up, thinking] Now I'm thinkin' though. [the sounds of a woodpecker can be heard. They look toward the sound's direction] Oh! Ah ha! Now don't...don't you move, honey. Big Mama's gonna be right back. [flies off]"