[After the rabbits decide to ask Kehaar to find mates for them] [sitting and musing in a burrow]

What home? This hole? Where are mates? Where are chicks? Mate make eggs, mate sit on eggs, hatch eggs, many eggs. We feed chicks. Egg robbers come, we fight.

[Bigwig pounces on him from behind to get his attention]

YAAAAAAAAAH, YAAAAAAAAAAH!!! KAH, KAH, KAH, KAH, KAH, KAH, KAH!!! YOU STUPID BUNNIES! You got no mates! Where are mates?! WHERE ARE CHICKS?! Plenty trouble for you! You need MATES!

[whispering]

It's working, Hazel.

You got no brains! You no plan! You need mates for plan! Listen - I got plan for you. Wing better. I go fly; fly for you. I find mates.

What a splendid idea, Kehaar!

How clever of you to think of it. You very fine bird.