Fletcher, it's time to go.

Time to go where, Jonathan?

Back to the flock. We have a gift to give.

But we're not ready. We're not welcome. Jonathan, we're outcasts. We can't force ourselves where we're not welcome, can we? And it's the law of the flock!

We're free to go where we wish and to be what we are.

Why should we bother with the flock? Seagulls are the laziest, dirtiest, most vicious--

Suspicious, clumsiest. A seagull hardly knows how to walk. But don't you see, Fletcher? A seagull wasn't made to walk. He was made to fly, and when he learns to fly, he's the purest, loveliest, most graceful creature alive. True for you, true for me, true for all the flock. We can soar free across the sky, but how often we don't want to. That's the gift we can give, to help those who want to learn find what they love to do.