Bradford Buzzard: As a "chronicler of the unknown" for the junior woodchucks, my grandmother dragged me on countless so-called "adventures".
Scrooge McDuck: Isabella Finch? Your grandmother?
Bradford Buzzard: Please hold all startled utterances of disbelief for the end.
[clears throat]
Bradford Buzzard: Grammy Finch claimed these dangerous excursions were "fun" and "educational". Well I did learn one thing: The world is full of chaos, and it's only getting worse. I analyzed these trends. And found that in times of adventure, finances are thrown into a tizzy, and the world becomes increasingly unpredictable. So I dedicated my life to containing that chaos. First at S.H.U.S.H., then F.O.W.L., even as your CEO. Just in the past 30 years, we've seen hyper intelligent rodents, caped crusaders, flying bears, bouncing bears, living statues, and a veritable troop of goofs, misfits and adventurers. And all these events over the past century have one man in common. Who... Could... It... Be? I tried to rein you in. Isolate you, But your adventures just kept getting bigger, as did your family. Children belong in school halls and shopping malls, not gallivanting around the globe! After decades, I realized can't stop you. But I can make a deal with you. After all, I'm a businessman. Not a villain.
Scrooge McDuck: You're also not much of a junior woodchuck. These knots were terrible!
Bradford Buzzard: [transforms into armor] Now, on to new business.