Cookie Monster: This town gets stranger and stranger. Okay! Me look for Log Bird. Hmmm ...
(Cookie looks around, the camera pans to the door as the music builds.)
(The door opens and in walks a small yellowish bird carrying a log.)
Log Bird: Who's looking for me?
Cookie Monster: Oh, me, me, me, me.
(Pointing at each item as he says ...)
Log ... Bird ... oh ho ... Log Bird! Me look for you.
Log Bird: What's on your mind?
Cookie Monster: Me want to ask you one simple question. Why this town called Twin Beaks?
Log Bird: Let me ask.
Cookie Monster: No, no, no, no. Me asking questions that's how me find out things.
Log Bird: Let me ask my log. Do you know why this town is called Twin Beaks?
(The log is turned over and the log's face is uncovered.)
Log: How should I know? I'm a log!
Cookie Monster: Ho ha! A talking log!
(The Log Bird starts backing Cookie into the counter.)
Log Bird: That's right a talking log! A log that doesn't like to be laughed at!
(To log): Come on, let's get out of here.
Cookie Monster (as she leaves): Sorry!
(Cookie stands next to an eavedropping counter-bird wiping up as he says into his tape recorder ...)
Diane, me hurt a log's feelings today and me no closer to finding out why they call this place Twin Beaks.
But! Me did notice one thing *very* interesting about the birds in this town. They all have two beaks!
(Counter-bird looks up in shock and quickly leaves.)
Cookie Monster: But they no like to talk. Oh well.
(Spots pie on counter)
Time for more of this great pie!
(Picks up pie and leaves)
Let's go, Diane.
(Scene changes to the Monsterpiece Theatre set as Cookie rushes on and sits down.)
Cookie Monster: And that concludes Twin Beaks. Darn fine story ...
(Cocks head and poses)
... darn fine actor and ...
(Picks up pie from out of sightline and devours it)
... darn fine pie. This Alistair Cookie for Monsterpiece Theatre.