Nothing To Be Done

So why are these birds the lucky ones? asks Ray.

Gaius wants to teach them another language, says Sweezus

Ray finds this intriguing.

Another BIRD language? asks Ray. Or English?

Could be German, says Sweezus.

No way, says Unni. Too guttural. Where is Gaius now anyway?

Still in Belgium, says Sweezus. With Arthur and Pablo. Writing poetry.

What do Belgians speak? asks Unni. Is it Walloon or something?

No that died out long ago, says Katherine. They speak Dutch and French.

This satisfies everyone, including the Bristlebirds.

Inside the red box:

Mr Bristlebird: I hope it's German bird language

Mrs Bristlebird: I'd like to learn Spanish bird.

Mr Bristlebird: I don't think that was an option.

(moments pass, as they wriggle themselves comfortable on the hard plastic python)

Mr Bristlebird: So, we wait for this Gaius.

Mrs Bristlbird: As long as it takes.

Mr Bristlbird: It's like waiting for Godot

Mrs Bristlebird: Yes.

Mr Bristlebird: Except...

Mrs Bristlebird: Godot never turns up.

Mr Bristlebird: Nothing to be done.

Mrs Bristlebird: No, dear, not nothing.

Outside the red box:

Air flows, faster, then slower. Air comes to a stop.

Ranger Rose: Oh, are you guys leaving?

Sweezus: Yeah, we are.

Ranger Rose: Nice outfit. Did you get those shorts in Melbourne?

Sweezus: Err, no I didn't.

Ray: He looks quite respectable.

Doctor Wallenius: I don't suppose the Bristlebirds made a reappearance.

Ranger Rose: Did you see some? That's wonderful!

Unni: Yes we did, and we have a photo. Want to see?

Ranger Rose: Oh yes, could you send it to my iphone?

Unni: Sure.

Ranger Rose: It's so nice to know people care about endangered species.

Katherine: Yes isn't it.

Doctor Wallenius: I'm off now.

Sweezus: So are we.

Doctor Wallenius: Too bad about the funnel web spider.

Sweezus: Yeah. Too bad.

Doctor Wallenius. At least we know that Bristlebirds are still living in the area.

No one responds to this statement.