Tuck: (regarding the baby birds) They're building a nest in our flyboat.
Ming-Ming: And they are moving in.
Linny: Someone has to tell them they can't live in our flyboat.
Tuck: Someone who speaks their language.
Ming-Ming: Don't look at me. (Linny and Tuck stare firmly at her.) You're looking at me, aren't you? Okay, I'll do it.