[Two girls are feeding baby chicks.]
How many are you sitting on?
Dad went a little nuts this Easter.
Mystery Science Theater 3000 · Season 7
[Two girls are feeding baby chicks.]
How many are you sitting on?
Dad went a little nuts this Easter.
Their immediate destination after leaving the incubator...
Broadway!
...is the brooder house.
Designed by Frank Lloyd Wright.
From now on, their main job in life is to eat and grow.
[singing] Eat and grow forever...
[The narrator has talked about keeping paper on the floor to cover litter.]
After the first few days, the paper can be removed.
Except for the sports section.
The range shelter should be very small, not holding more than a hundred birds.
Or migrant workers.
The shelter protects them from the sun and gives them a safe place to roost out of the way of rodents.
[Over a shot of chickens frantically fluttering out of a hen house]
RODENTS?! AAAAHHH!!
[Over a shot of chickens eating]
Heavens, I'm so fat. I just look at chicken feed and I gain weight.
Does this taste funny to you?
[On spacing range shelters to avoid chickens wandering off]
You know how chickens are.
Yeah, they own everything.
Remember the old henhouse?
The one with the rats?
It's now a hotel... a pullet hotel.
Rooms by the hour.
[Over a group of chickens in the henhouse]
Open your hymnals to number 325.
. . .
Everybody! Soylent Green is made from chickens!
[On the trap nest, which is basically a chicken cage that can't be opened on the inside]
There's no point; it's just funny!
[The Narrator is talking about profitable egg production.]
A hen that lays 210 eggs a year and eats 70 pounds of feed is giving you 3 eggs for every pound you feed her.
She will live.
Keep that one.
She's worth millions.
But if she eats 70 pounds of feed and lays only 70 eggs a year, you better send her to the market or to your dinner table.
Or put a warning slip on her desk.
...and this is a good place to point out a few facts about eggs.
Stop throwing them at my car!
[As the Narrator talks about cooling eggs and moisture.]
So put your mouth under a chicken.
. . .
Lick your eggs, or have a friend lick them.
Hey, pal, feed me, then clean up my poops!
[As a worker put seed in a feeding trough]
There's your appetizer, ladies, I'll be back to get your drink order.
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