The Clock Watcher1945

Donald Duck:
What's the matter with this horn? [Donald Duck takes the trombone to the clamp and shapes it to a french horn. He then blows the french horn and puts it into the box. He puts the ring in the football box but the football won't fit in the ring box]

Donald Duck:
Ahh that's easy. Nothing to it. What the? [Donald Duck deflates the football and it fits in the ring box]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
See how the minutes slip by when we keep our mind on our work?

Donald Duck:
Oh yeah. [Donald Duck plays with the pendulum and the clock ticks faster]

Donald Duck:
Uh oh! [Donald shakes the pendulum and the clock spins and he laughs. Then the spinning stops]

Donald Duck:
Okay! [Donald Duck reads his book]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
We don't sound very busy down there do we Mr. Duck. [Donald Duck whacks the box on the table, shakes the wrapping paper, hits the table with his foot, and clips the scissors]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Ahh that's better much better, now let's mark this one rush please. [the box slides down to Donald. Donald Duck gets his squirt gun, gets the ink and shoots the word Rush on it. He puts the gun away and then pulls out his lunch on the table. He pours a cup of coffee in his cup and the smell goes into the speaker pipe]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Achoo! [the speaker sneezes the drink in Donald Ducks face and Donald Duck throws a temper tantrum]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Why Mr. Duck aren't you ashamed? [the speaker horn goes right up to Donald Ducks face]

Donald Duck:
Why yes sir. [Donald Duck laughs and is embarrassed]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Say you're sorry. Go ahead.

Donald Duck:
I'm sorry. [Donald Duck makes faces at the speaker pipe]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
That's a good boy. Back to our work now. Wrap this one quickly. [Donald Duck quickly wraps the gift very sloppy and throws it. Then the perfume box comes up to Donald Duck]

Donald Duck:
Well well. [Donald Duck sprays perfume on himself and the fumes go into the speaker pipe]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Hmm. What's that? Night blooming nascence? [Donald Duck continues to spray into the speaker pipe]

Boss through the speaking pipe:
Oh no it's come hither number five.