- Fan Letter: Dear Donald, why do you have webbed feet?
- [Shocked, Donald looks at one of his webbed feet]
- Donald Duck: [a little upset] Because I'm a duck, you little smart aleck.
- Clarence Nash: [coming into Donald's office] Hi, Donald. Boy, what a beautiful day for the little creatures.
- Donald Duck: What's good about it?
- Clarence Nash: Why, the birds are singing.
- [He then imitates birds tweeting, frogs croaking and crows cawing]
- Donald Duck: [handing Clarence Nash a fan letter] Read this.
- Clarence Nash: [reading letter] Can't understand me?
- Donald Duck: ME, you fathead!
- Clarence Nash: Oh, can't understand you. Must be that fat beak of yours.
- [he shapes his hand like a duck's beak and opens and closes it]
- Clarence Nash: Can't mouth the words right.
- Donald Duck: Why, you pigeon brain, you just don't articulate!
- [he shapes his hand like a duck's beak and opens and closes it]
- Clarence Nash: Oh, yeah? Well, listen to this...
- [as Donald]
- Clarence Nash: "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers!"
- Donald Duck: [much annoyed] Phooey! Can't understand you myself!
- Donald Duck: [fed up with Clarence's hand sounds] Stop that! You make me nervous!
- Clarence Nash: That's good - I make you nervous?
- [now hostile as well]
- Clarence Nash: You make ME nervous!
- Donald Duck: You make me twice as nervous!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald] Oh, yeah? Well, you make me sick!
- Donald Duck: You make me twice as sick!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald] You make me ill!
- Donald Duck: Twice as ill!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald] Three times!
- Donald Duck: Four!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald] Five!
- Donald Duck: Six!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald, absolutely livid] Aw, go jump in the lake!
- [storms off]
- Donald Duck: [as Nash leaves] Nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah!
- Clarence Nash: [as Donald, glaring] So's your man!