(chirping of crickets)
(giggling of a young girl)
(Woman clearing her throat)
And where do the clouds belong?
In the pen.
That's right!
We have a job, remember?
So, let's get started.
Now hold the cloud out.
(moaning)
(clapping)
(Sounds of rain)
(gasp)
Mom! I, um
Now go get the others.
But
Uh-uh-uh
Go!
Hmp
Go! Be free!
(Cute barking)
Be free! Go!
No...
You're free now!
(Small girl giggling)
Oh
(Roaring Thunder)
(Gasp)
Uh nhh
Uhhhh!
(Thunder)
(Gasp)
Oh!
Ugh
I just didn't want to hurt them
(Whistling)
It"s your turn now.
Mom!
(Moaning)
(Clapping)
(Sound of gentle rain)
(Crying)
Hey.
It's okay.
It's all part of the cycle.
Look.
Wait a minute.
(gasp)
(giggling)