Walky Talky Hawky Quote
Henery Hawk: Gee, Pop. I don't know what's the matter with me. The trouble's in my tummy. I crave something and I don't know what it is.
Henery's Dad: Well, Henery, you're a big boy now. We'd better have a little talk.
Henery Hawk: Okay, Pop. What do you wanna know?
Henery's Dad: You see, Henery, your mother and I are outcasts. Hated and hunted because of what we are... chicken hawks. And you - you, Henery - you're a chicken hawk too. And like all chicken hawks, you crave to eat... a chicken.
Henery Hawk: Eat a chicken? Is that bad? That's for me. Here chick, chick, chick, chick, chick! Here chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!
Henery's Dad: Well, Henery, you're a big boy now. We'd better have a little talk.
Henery Hawk: Okay, Pop. What do you wanna know?
Henery's Dad: You see, Henery, your mother and I are outcasts. Hated and hunted because of what we are... chicken hawks. And you - you, Henery - you're a chicken hawk too. And like all chicken hawks, you crave to eat... a chicken.
Henery Hawk: Eat a chicken? Is that bad? That's for me. Here chick, chick, chick, chick, chick! Here chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!
Movie: Walky Talky Hawky
