Lynn Ferguson credited as playing...
Mac
- [after Rocky leaves]
- Babs: Perhaps he just went on holiday.
- Bunty: [grabbing Babs' knitting, throwing it on the ground, and stomping on it] Perhaps he just went to get away from your infernal knitting!
- Mac: Well, you were the one that was always hitting him. Let's see how you like it.
- [shoves Bunty]
- Bunty: Don't push me, four-eyes.
- [other chickens start fighting]
- [after the reason for Rocky's flying ability is discovered]
- Mac: A cannon. Aye, *that* would give ye thrust.
- Mac: Right, we tried going under the fence, and that didn't work. So the plan now is, we go over it.
- [Unveils the model catapult]
- Mac: [Holds up turnip chicken] This is us, right? We go in here, like this, wind her up, and let her go!
- [Catapult sends turnip flying into wall; chickens cluck frantically]
- Mac: [very rapidly, with a thick Scottish accent] Thrust! I went over my calculations, hen, and I forgot the key element missing is thrust!
- Rocky: [after a long pause] I didn't get a word of that.
- Mac: Thrust. Other birds, like ducks and geese, when they take off, what do they have?
- [shouts]
- Mac: Thrust!
- Rocky: I swear she ain't using real words.
- Ginger: She said we need more thrust.
- Rocky: Oh, thrust! Of course we need thrust. Why, thrust and flying are, well, like this.
- [crosses fingers]
- Rocky: See, that's flying and that's thrust.
- Ginger: This isn't good, Mac. Whatever's in those boxes is for us, and I don't think it's softer hay.
- Mac: Aye, hen. And I hate to be the voice of doom, but I've been calculating my figures, and... I just don't think we're built for flyin'.
- Ginger: But I saw him. He flew in over that fence.
- Mac: Aye, aye, I believe you, but if we could see it for ourselves, that might answer some questions.
- Ginger: [sighs] You're right. I'm sorry. We've been at this all week and we're getting nowhere. If his wing were better, he could-- Oh! I'll have a word with him.