Vivi Janiss: Daisy Duck

Donald's Diary

Daisy Duck

Donald's Internal Monologue: And after a hearty meal, I went for my favorite chair.
[Donald is about to sit down, but Daisy quickly sits in the chair]
Daisy Duck: [sternly] The garbage, buster!
Donald's Internal Monologue: I began to notice a change in Daisy. What had happened to this beautiful thing between us. Was this the wedded bliss I'd dreamed of? I was losing my identity! I had become a...
[a wind-up key sprouts out of Donald's backside]
Donald's Internal Monologue: a robot!
Daisy Duck: Cut the grass! Wash the dishes! Beat the rugs! Kick out the cat! Mop the floors! Dust the furniture! Water the plants!
[Daisy's demands begin overlapping as Donald goes mad and the dream sequence ends]
Daisy Duck: Donald? Donald? Dreamer boy? Wake up.
[Donald hazily opens his eyes, notices Daisy, screams, and speeds out of her house like lightning]

Donald's Internal Monologue: Ah, I knew I was winning her over. I was invited to meet the family.
[Donald comes to Daisy's door with a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates. He rings the doorbell and is immediately sprayed with water]
Daisy Duck: Donald, meet my brothers.
[Cut to reveal Daisy's brothers resembling Huey, Dewey, and Louie in front of the TV dressed as, respectively, a cowboy, an astronaut, and a Native. They each cover their laughter]
Daisy Duck: And this is my mother.
[cut to reveal Daisy's mother who resembles the mother from Whistler's Mother, she holds an ear trumpet to her ear]
Daisy's Mother: Eh? What's the name?
Donald Duck: Donald Duck, ma'am.
Daisy's Mother: [reading Dun & Bradstreet] Hmmm...
Daisy Duck: And this is Daddy.
[Daisy's father appears from behind a chair holding up paper dolls he just cut up indicating he might have a screw loose]
Donald's Internal Monologue: Ah, yes. They were my kind of people.

[Donald and Daisy drive off in their wedding car as Daisy's brothers stow away in the backseat]
Donald Duck: What? Out!
[Donald leaves the boys out in the street]
Daisy Duck: [sobbing] But I promised them!
Donald's Internal Monologue: She was loyal. Uh, she was sensitive.
[Daisy gasps as she looks at her wedding ring]
Donald's Internal Monologue: And had a wonderful sense of value.
Daisy Duck: [examining the ring through a loupe] Hmmm...

Donald's Internal Monologue: Well, with the honeymoon over, we settled down to domestic life, and got to know each other... uh, better.
Donald Duck: Good morning. AAAAAH!
[Donald runs away. Cut to a very drowsy Daisy with her hair in curlers, wearing a robe, smoking a cigarette and pouring her coffee]
Daisy Duck: Whatsa matter?

Donald's Internal Monologue: We drove directly to our dream cottage.
[Donald carries Daisy up the long staircase, and he gets to the top exhausted, still carrying Daisy across the threshold]
Donald's Internal Monologue: Ah, alone at last.
[Donald kicks the door open but is startled to find Daisy's mother inside]
Daisy's Mother: DON'T TRACK NO MUD ON THEM FLOORS!
[She winds up a Victrola record player and listens to big band music]