EXT. ZOO — FARM EXHIBITS — DAY

ZEE the fly and THOMAS the pigeon hustle through the grass. Zee leads, aiming for the chicken coop.

THOMAS
Boy, I sure is might grateful fer
you’s lettin’ me help. Always
wantsed a job o’s me own.

ZEE
Need bird. Is nothing. Bird help
Zee get stock. For pay. Now…
bird know job?

THOMAS
Shoot, ’tain’t nuthin’. Get up in
thems nests, tug out them there
sticks, ‘n’ puts ‘em back affer
y’all’s finished. Like pie.

ZEE
Exact. Mean need work fast. Boy
not long. Return for egg fifty
minute. Hundred egg, fifty minute.
Little more two egg per. Is margin.
(a beat)
What signal.

A beat.

THOMAS
Uh… Well hot-durn-dog, now,
what was it…
(a beat)
Shucks—I recalls! Dat dere purdy
bird miss be all fer fannin’ out ‘er
tail. All thems nice feathers—real
snows-flakey-like. Purdiest thing
y’ever saw, reckon.

ZEE
Yes. Madam bird. See bird, tell Zee.
Job finish. Move stock when return.
Bird follow.

THOMAS
Boy howdy, I ain’ts be t’mindin’
that. Maybe she even lemme see
‘er tail ‘gain. D’like dat fine…