Sprout Speevak: [in flashback] Sprig! Come on! Mom made turkey!
Bird: [in present] WHAT?
[pulls out numerous blasters and missiles and points them at Sprig]
Sprig Speevak: Hey! Wait! Let me finish! She said...
Sprout Speevak: [in flashback] Sprig! Come on! Mom made the turkey... a new sweater... and is treating it like a complete equal that we would never, EVER eat!
Bird: [retracts missiles] Better.