thumb|300px|right Alejandro: I'm tall, I'm tanned, I'm young, I'm handsome. I'm coming to bring back your wee ones... So, hush my sweet Condor. Let me win this one please! So try, attack me. But I won protection. I don't feel that pecking, so, Save your objections. Hush, now, condor, Let me in the final three. Whoa! Augh! No! Chris: Next! Cody: I, Oh, I-I-I... I've got problems with condors... Problems with condors... Why, oh, why-y-y? Am I not at home? I ponder... Trust me, oh, trust me-e-e! I'm your best friend... ...and I'll never eat eggs again-n-n-n! My licorice! Oof! Chris: Good news! You can have another chance later! But first... Sierra: I'm a mom now, so don't be giving me flack! 'Cause my first chick just hatched, out of his yolk sack! So, hush, my sweet! Let me into the final three! Cody Jr.! No, not Auntie Heather! Chris: Heather? Heather: I, how I-I-I... How I really hate these birdies, And I want to live to see my thirties. These, these feathered jerks. They're bringing me strife, And "Cody Two," I'm not your wife, For the last time! Get a life! Yes! Thanks, my sweet condor, Now I'm in the final three!