Just because you're scared of everything in the world, doesn't mean I have to be.
Migration (2023) · 47 quotes
3rd most-quoted character in Migration (2023): in 13 of its 47 quotes
Most scenes with: Mack (8), Pam (8), Gwen (6)
You have to see this!
More lines from Dax
4 quotesYeah! We're going to the North Pole!
Gwen, you're a genius!
We're coming!
Scenes with Dax
8 scenesAnd now for a bedtime story. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful pond. It was paradise! Everyone was happy there...well, not everyone, for two ducklings were suffering from a strange condition. They were bored, and they were eager to discover what lay beyond their cozy little pond. [as Dax] "Come on, let's have a look!" [as Gwen] "But Daddy says it's dangerous to leave the pond!" [as Dax again] "Pfft, we're brave and strong, we ain't scared of nothing!" So they decided to go for it, straight into the arms of... [in a suddenly violent manner] PREDATORS! They were surrounded, trapped! But the ducklings were not afraid. The tiny heroes attacked the predator, aaand... they died. The end.
Oh yeah, no survivors.
But how?
Oh, you want details? Okay. So first, the heron cut them in half-
Woah, woah, woah, whoa, wait a second here! Your father got the story wrong, [to Mack, in annoyance] again. What really happened was, the heron saw that they were lost, so she offered to help them.
Pam, it's a heron, a psycho killer designed to eat ducklings!
Alright, fine, the heron was about to eat them, but, their parents arrived just in time, and saved them!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, their parents arrived... but it was too late. [as himself] "Oh Dax, don't worry, it's going to be okay." [as Dax] "Really, Dad?" [as himself again] "Yeah, sure. Squished ducks, they can achieve great things too, as long as they stay in the pond, far from the dangers of the world, such as herons, and bears, and wolves, and storms, and cyclones, and tornadoes, and crocodiles, and poisonous mushrooms... [he continues to list off the dangers, acting out with a leaf model of Dax]
Okay, I really need to get to bed now.
Oh, no, no, don't worry, Gwen, the ducklings were both safe. They just went on their way right back to the pond.
That’s it.
Okay. Good night, Mom. Good night, Dad.
Good night.
What? (What's making you so upset?)
Does she? That's great. See? That means she's learning, Pam.
Oh, learning what? That she should never leave the pond?
Exactly. Trust me, I'm teaching her very valuable fears. I should know. I've lived with them my entire life.
You and your flock can stay here as long as you like. I could show you around.
Hmm?
I mean, this is pretty much it, but...
Mmm. Thanks. But we're just passing by on our way down south. We're gonna spend the winter there. Where are you guys going?
We spend winter here to avoid psycho killers like your-- [Dax dunks Gwen into the water]
Sorry. [points at Gwen] Wart.
Wait. So you don't go anywhere for the winter?
Uh, nope.
You should totally come with us!
What? [Gwen rises out of the water] Really?
Yes! Your flock could totally join ours. Oh, my gosh, this will be so cool. Wait. Do you like tropical food? What's your take on bananas? [Gwen holds out her webbed foot to keep Kim away from Dax]
Oh. I don't...
Ah, you're gonna love 'em! [hands Gwen her seaweed] You hold this. I'll go ask my dad. Dad! Dad!
What just happened?
Dad!
I don't know, but you're in trouble. [wiping her webbed foot on Dax]
Dax! Gwen! [approaches to Dax & Gwen] Are you crazy? You can't just take off like that.
He made me do it!
What?!
And he talked to a girl.
A girl?
Gwen!
Yeah, and he told her he wants to marry her.
What? [covers Gwen with his wings] I didn't say that!
You said it with your eyes. [Dax angrily starts hitting her] Dad, he's hitting me! He's hitting me!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Enough! Enough!
Sibling cruelty!
Enough. ([To Dax] Dax, you shouldn't hit your sister. [To Gwen] Gwen, you shouldn't lie about Dax saying anything what he hasn't said.) [grabs Dax and Gwen as Pam arrives] Okay. Hello. Hi. Hi. Big hellos. And we're good. Let's go. [starts to leave with Dax and Gwen in his wings]
Mack.
What? I said hi. I smiled. I made eye contact. I checked all the boxes. [Dax and Gwen frown in annoyance as Pam is about to yell at him until Kim and her family arrives]
Kim's Dad: Hey there. [Mack stops] I heard you want to join our migration. [Pam turns around in surprise]
Sorry?
Kim's Mom: Oh, we're going back to Jamaica. Have you ever been?
No. (We never been anywhere.) [Mack rolls his eyes]
Kim's Mom: Oh, it's just magical. I swear, there's even a luminous lagoon where the water glows. [Pam, Dax, and Gwen are amazed, but Mack frowns in annoyance]
Oh, wow. Oh, I really want to see that.
Kim's Dad: [chuckles happily as his wife swims back in him] Well, then it is settled. Your whole flock can join us. [excitedly] This is gonna be great.
Oh, gosh. That's... [laughs as Mack starts to dramatically panic about this] I don't know what to say about it.
Wait! Wait, wait, wait. [chuckles nervously as he approaches to Kim and her family] I say there's a big misunderstanding here. Unfortunately, we're just slammed this winter. Aren't we, Pam? 'Cause we've got the thing, and then the... We got the thing after that. So, you know what? We can't go. [his family becomes dumbfoundly shocked] But you guys go. [turns around to leave] Have a great time. And, you know, tell the glowing water we said hi. [looks forward grumpily as he leaves]
Kim's Dad: Uh, well, maybe next year, then?
You got it. Next year!
Kim's Dad: [little annoyed at Mack] Uh, well, I guess it's time for us to go. [Kim and her flock start to leave the pond]
Uh, have a nice trip. [she stares in silence]
Thanks. [chuckles] Have a nice... pond. [flies away to catch up to her flock]
I'm so sorry you can't have babies with her. [Kim and her flock disappear in the distance]
That... was so... [angered] rude!
I know. [imitates Kim as Pam angrily turns around to him] "Have a nice pond." Who says that? That's just poor parenting. [Pam rolls her eyes in annoyance]
Me?!
Yes, you.
Okay. So I got a little carried away. [continues to do home improvement on his family tree home] But migration? [throws a ball of mud on his family tree & presses it] What a stupid idea.
Why? Because I found a safe place for...[smiles slyly]...us to live and we're... [hugs his family tree] ... happy here?
I-I want us to get out and see the world.
Me, too, Dad.
Yeah. I want to go to Jamai... Jam... J... where they make jam. [Dax & Pam happily looks back at Mack]
You-you really want those things?
Yes.
Yes.
Yes!
Yes.
No! [frown in annoyance at him]
Yes! I mean... I mean no.
D-Do you know what can happen on a trip that long? [angrily approaches to grab Dax and Gwen] What sort of father would I be if I put my young fowl in harm's way for no reason except a chance at a Caribbean vacation?
A father who knows it's important for his kids to see other parts of the world! Mack, I don't want to miss out on life because you're afraid to leave this pond. This isn't about migration, it's about...adventure! Seeing what else life has to offer! Is that a little scary? Sure, but isn't it worth it?
No, Pam. Not really.
You really need to open your eyes, Mack... before you miss it all. Come on, kids. [Pam, Dax and Gwen leave Mack to ponder about Pam's words, later at night, Mack starts to feel ashamed about his actions towards his family, then, he hears & feels snoring underneath his feet]
Hmm? [looks underneath himself in confusion] Huh? Huh? [screams & moves off to find out it was his Uncle Dan]
Uncle Dan, what are you doing here?!
Ugh, I don't know. I must have drifted from my nest again. [tries to get up] May you be a good boy and get me back there?
Rise and shine, Mallards, we're burning daylight, up and at 'em, let's go, go, go! [feeds Dax and Gwen some berries] Here's breakfast!
Dad, what are you doing?
Getting your soppy feathers out of bed, come on, we gotta get ready!
Nothing. Just, you know, for our big, super-fun FAMILY MIGRATION!
What?
HA! Bet you didn't see that coming.
A-are you serious?
Yep. An adventure into the totally unknown... [turns nervous] And I'm gonna love it.
Woah, woah, woah. Is this real?
What do you mean, "Is this real?"
We're really going?
Yes.
On a migration?
Mm-hmm.
To Jamaica?
Yeah.
Together?
Yes.
Like everyone?
Yes!
Including you?
YES! We're all going on a migration to Jamaica! In which language should I tell you--?
Thanks, Dad.
You're welcome.
Wait, wait, wait! [completes the family hug]
Uncle Dan, you're coming too!
Gwen, no!
No, no, no, no...
We're going to Jamaica!
No, I don't think so, kiddo.
Oh, please, Uncle Dan?
Nah.
Oh, too bad he doesn't wanna come, honey, we tried, what else could we do? Let's leave.
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...EEEE...EEA...SE...!? [flops on the ground; weakly] Pretty please...?
Woah... That did it! I can't refuse her. Look at her! Look at how cute she is.
Yes! Uncle Dan is coming! [chanting] Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan...
Oh, for real?
Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan, YEAH!
Yay...
Here we go! Let's do the final check. Tail-feather torsion?
Check!
Wing deployment?
Check!
Heads in take-off mode?
Check!
Let's fly.
Hey, kids, don't worry. We're gonna be alright. Here we are together, we're on an adventure. I promised adventure, and this is exactly what I promised, huh?
We're not gonna make it, are we?
You can tell me, I don't mind. I'm a big boy. I'm a big duck.
No, Uncle Dan, Things are gonna be fine. Isn't that right, Mack?
Uh, I, uh... I mean yes, Mom's right, this is fun. This is the kind of thing we'll remember for years to come, we'll look back and laugh. [chuckles]
A heron.
The one from Dad's story.
The ultimate duck killer.
Hello, little ducks.
She's bluffing.
So tell me, what's a nice little family of mallards doing down here all cold and wet?
Nothing, we're good. We're enjoying it.
But you must be freezing here.
Oh no, we're not.
Come. [pulls the Mallards out from underneath the boardwalk with her neck]
Oh no, no, no, no, no.
Let Erin take care of you in her comfy little nest. [laughs eccentrically]
In you go. Hup, hup, hup. Harry! Harry look. Look what I found. A nice little family of traveling mallards. Mallards.
Uh, okay. Nice meeting you all. Bye-bye.
In a rush, are you? [shuts the door]
Oh, we don't want to be a bother. [chuckles nervously] You look busy decaying.
You're not bothering at all. But maybe herons are not good enough for you, Mallards?
No, of course not. We're happy to stay. [chuckles then sighs]
Good! let me get your bed ready.
What do they do, rip you apart, then eat you?
I don't know how they do it. What's the method?
What?
What are you doing, Pam?
I don't know. I just don't want to offend them.
Can't you see they want to eat us?
Well she can't eat us. She doesn't have teeth.
Well, what if she cuts us into pieces first?
I don't want to be cut into piece... [she squeals when she doesn't finish her sentence]
I-I-I beg your pardon? [pulls out a pan]
Oh what's that? No, no. We were just saying your nest is just so charming. Weren't we kids? [chuckles]
Oh, thank you. We moved here a few years ago. We used to migrate all the time like you. Harry was such an adventurer. Fierce predator too. He could catch any prey with a single swift peck.
Those were the good old days. Now Harry's too old. I'm the one who brings food back to the nest. [gazes down at the Mallards] But anyways, you must be exhausted, here's your bed. [take the pan off her neck and lays it down right in-front of the Mallards]
There's no way we're sleeping in that.
But it's our finest bed.
And it is perfect. Why Thank you. [chuckles] Wow huh? Hey feel this? Even comfier than our own nest.
Yeah, sure. It's greasier too. Oh, [pulls out a dead fish] looks like your last guest is still here. And dead.
You're welcome, sweethearts. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.
[turns the lights down/off]
Get your wings off my uncle.
Dax, Gwen, wait. Stay away from my family. Back away! Back away! Back away! Get out of here, you trashy, trashy VERMIN!
Who said that?! I asked WHO SAID THAT?!
Come here, bumpkin. [The pigeons carry a frightened Mack towards her] Say it again.
Uh, which part?
"Trashy, trashy vermin".
Let the record reflect I just meant to say, "trashy vermin". [chuckles] Which I’m not saying that’s good, but I wasn’t doubling down on “trashy”, vermin.
You ducks make me sick, you know that? You’re fed all day by the humans in the park, but that’s not enough for you. No, no, no. You got to come to our territory. You got to steal our food. And then you insult us?!
What? No, no, no, no, I wasn’t.
NAME?!
Uh, Mack.
Well, Uh, "Mack", I’m the Chump, and I’m the leader of this group of hardworking birds you just called vermin. [hawks and spits, then the pigeons]
Okay, okay, okay, okay. So listen, Chump…
Sorry, I thought your name was Chump.
Yeah, Chump, yeah. That’s my name. Why?
Right. So, listen, Chump…
I'm sorry, is everybody else hearing "Chump", or--?
What did… WHAT?!
Okay, okay. I think there’s a slight misunderstanding here. Excuse me. Will you excuse me? Coming through. Uh-huh. Thank you. Okay. Hi there, I'm Pam. I'm sharing my life with him, so I’m painfully aware of all the stupid things that come out of his mouth.
Hmm? Oh, yeah, that’s true. She is.
But I assure you, he meant no harm. And to show our gratitude for your understanding in this matter, how about we share the sandwich 50-50?
60-40.
70-30!
65-35!
68-32!
67-33!
You got yourself a deal.
Uncle Dan!
All right, all right.
Thank you, Chump.
Sorry for busting your bills over here, but, uh (sniffles) I get sensitive, is all. Us pigeons we got big hearts, too. Ain't that right, Guys?
Oh for sure.
We just want to be loved...
Pigeon with an olive in it's mouth: and respected.
Guys, are you okay? What happened?
Mom, he was coming for-
I'll tell you what happened. [to Pam] I told him to stay back, but he didn't listen and he almost got himself killed!
But Dad, I was trying to help.
Listen, Dax. Just let us grown-ups figure it out while… [he doesn't finish what he was saying when Dax brushes off his father's touch, with his hurt expression reading as if to say "You'll never change" or "I hate you", before Dax walks away upset and disappointed; a worried Pam and Gwen both come over beside Mack in silence] All right, everyone, let's call it a night. We could use the rest.
[as the birds walk further into the courtyard, the sun sets below the horizon]
Guys, Guys. I just met these birds who are totally lost, and I'd said we'd help them get home! What do you say?
Hello.
Mack, you do know that penguins are from the South Pole?
I know! Isn’t that great?
Yeah!
We’re going to the South Pole!
Oh, please, Uncle Dan. (straining) Please…
: Please…
Okay, okay. We’re going to the South Pole. Hmph!
Dax, Gwen and the Penguins: Yeah! Yeah!
Come on, Pam! We’re going to the South Pole!
Okay, so let’s talk itinerary. I say Costa Rica, Panama, Amazon River. Any other ideas?
Oh, oh! I want to see Titicaca!
Titicaca, Great!
[Title card appears. Credits roll.]