Alpha: [speaking in a high-pitched broken collar voice to Dug, who is in a hole in the ground] This is the bird's favorite hole. Under no circumstances are you permitted to SQUIRREL!
[Alpha, Beta, and Gamma quickly snap their heads to look to screen left. Dug glances in that direction. Alpha regains his composure]
Dug: Oh yes. I will stay in the hole and I will capture the bird.
Alpha: [all three start to walk away] Yes... definitely!
Gamma: [to Alpha] That oughta do it.
Dug: I will stay in the hole. I will stay in the hole. I will... stay in the...
[starts to sink into the hole]
Dug: Now I am going down the hole.
[continues sliding on sinking sand]
Dug: It is dark in the hole.
Alpha: [Alpha, Beta, and Gamma are hunting Kevin the Snipe, only a few yards away] This is our day, my lieutenants. Master will have much rewa...
[his ears perk up, Kevin runs away, and Dug falls on top of them in a heap of sand]
Dug: [sitting on top of the three, who are half-buried in sand] Hey! My pack is in the hole too!