[after Huey and Louie beat Storkules at the first trial]
Well done, nephews of Donald! What ingenuity! From henceforth, you shall be known as Hubert, Tamer of Winds, and Llewellyn, Fighter of Storms!
Huey
Awesome!
Please do not say my real name out loud.
Huey
[in a calm tone] Precision. Excellence. Men in funny hats. Welcome to the Duckburg Billionaire's Club Golf Invitational. The only golf tournament to take place on the world's most exotic and expensive courses. This year sees Scrooge McDuck facing off against Flintheart Glomgold, here at scenic Moorshire, the birthplace of golf. I'm Huey Duck, attempting to earn my Junior Woodchuck Merit Badge for Sports Commentary. I'll be here all day providing nuanced analysis-
ARE. YOU. READY FOR SOME GOOOLF?!
Huey
[sigh] The badge does require a co-commentator.
Two combatants. One hole. No rules.
Huey
That's not actually- WATCH OUT!
Huey
Welcome back to the Billionaire's Club Classic, where in a bizarre turn of events, the players have become trapped in some sort of mystical faerie realm.
For more, we go to two tiny horses.
Huey
What are you- ah!
[two soaked colorful horses walk up]
BBriar
Greetings! We're Briar, and Bramble, the keepers of this realm.
Talking animals wearing clothes?!
Oh, no, did we die? Are we in Webby heaven?
Huey
There you have it. Another brash young upstart destined to surpass his aging mentor.
Is the commentary still necessary?
Huey
It helps me feel in control during a, frankly, insane situation.
[in a nuanced tone] I like talking this way, 'cause it makes everything sound important. Baloney trampoline.
Hey, guys! Every year I brush up on my survivor skills on a secret island! [Beakley clears her throat] I-I mean, a regular island where young warriors definitely don't combat the forces of nature and each other. You know, it's girl stuff.
[quacking in panic] I GOTTA GO! [gets into his car and drives off]
Huey
Why is everyone running off?
[sighs] You would figure it out sooner or later. [whispers] Today is Mr. McDuck's birthday.
[The triplets exclaim in surprise]
Huey
Okay, people, we are in crisis party planning mode! Louie, you start a guest list. Dewey…
[interrupting] Absolutely not. Mr. McDuck has a strict no-birthday-party rule. He hates the reminder that he's…
Literally the oldest person he knows?
[Dewey bursts out, laughing, and Huey cracks a smile]
Huey
But our most epic relative deserves the most epic party ever!
Oh, I don't know. He hasn't had a good one since before his old butler, Duckworth died.
Huey
Like this stuffy old guy could beat the party I threw for the Junior Woodchuck Party Planning Committee. It was both work and play.
[walking out the door] Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you.
[catching up] If I don't come back, tell my story!
Huey
Nah, he's gonna love it! Huey's time to shine!
Huey
Staff meeting! [drags his brothers and closes the curtains]
I don't think Scrooge wants a party.
Huey
That's crazy! There've been a few bumps, but he'll come around. Louie, no schmoozing. Just serve punch. Dewey. Dewey. [sighs] DJ Daft Duck? Here's a list of pre-approved songs with a 90% enjoyment rating. Play these.
Listen, I know planning is your thing, but you're cramping our style. You gotta relax and just ride the party wave.
Huey
A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they're loved. Uncle Scrooge has done so much for us! This is our chance to do something for him!
By forcing him to have fun at a party that he doesn't want to be at?
Huey
I knew you'd understand.
Huey
We gotta solve the mystery and find Scrooge so he can experience the true joy of a flawless birthday party.
And you know, not possibly die?
Huey
Yes, of course, and that, but if we succeed and have a good time doing it, Scrooge may have experienced the most amazing party of all time!
Shouldn't we call somebody?
Huey
But who can you call when everyone is a suspect? Come on, boys, the party game is afoot!
DDewey (DJ Daft Duck)
Oh yeaaah!
You can't get that helmet off, can you?
DDewey (DJ Daft Duck)
Oh nooo!
BABlack Arts Beagle
Behold, my abyss box. May it rest in pieces. Someone opened it the moment before Scrooge disappeared!
Huey
Someone who hates Scrooge more than anyone.
EEveryone
Flintheart Glomgold!
Hey, my rich brother from another mother!
Wait. How did you know it was me?
And it always will be! [evil laugh]
Huey
So you took Scrooge!
Took Scrooge? No, I was trying to kill Scrooge! That's like, my whole thing.
FYI, you're terrible at your thing.
If he were ever gonna do it, he'd have to do it while Beakley's gone.
Me too. She's the absolute worst.
GMGlomgold & Ma Beagle
Duckworth!
Aw, he threw the best parties.
Ooh, that man was an artist. He never would have let us in here.
Nemeses memories! [takes a selfie with Glomgold and Ma Beagle]
Huey
Stop bonding! This is a crime scene!
Huey
I should've listened to Uncle Scrooge when he said, [imitating Scrooge] "Spit on me spats, I hate parties." But I just had to do it.
[whispering] And right now you have to stop talking.
Huey
I was trying to throw the best party, but wound up with the worst party! Or… was it the best party for someone who hates parties? That's it! I know where Scrooge is!
Huey
[as the money shark swims around them; reading from his guidebook] Did you know that sharks never run out of teeth? They have the most powerful jaws on the planet. On average, there are about 100 shark attacks a year.
Dude, now is not the time!
Huey
Facts comfort me when I'm nervous!