INT. ZOO — FARM EXHIBITS — CHICKEN COOP — NIGHT

Two hens straight across from us, side by side on their nests. They eye us, one STIFF and one PLUMP.

PLUMP
Well, now—now, dearie…we can’t judge
them all, you know.

STIFF
Yes, but you can’t ever “judge” at all.
Look. There.

PLUMP
Mmm?

STIFF
Now what can you call that.

PLUMP
Which girl are you pointing—

STIFF
There. That. What is that.

PLUMP
Oh. Why, that’s that nice, new young
lovely, isn’t it.

STIFF
Not that vapid space heater—beneath
her.

PLUMP
Ah, yes. Quite a little clutchling, she is…

STIFF
If
you can call it that. Straw—might as
well lay straw, for all the breath it’s
worth.

PLUMP
Now, pet…

STIFF
If she cannot meet the basic requirements,
she needn’t bother pretend to suck air.

PLUMP
Oh, I’m sure she’s just still settling in.
She’ll come ‘round! All the young miss
needs is a little encour—

STIFF
Never’d be unfertilized anyway. Would
have to rip it from her to get such at all.

PLUMP
Oh, bless…

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