Mrs. Beakley : Now let's toast to a fond farewell meal, topped with a dash of perspective.
Dewey Duck : So this whole thing was to guilt us into going back to the mansion? Well it's not gonna work! Sorry, but it's too late. We're going to Cape Suzette with our real family, and that's that. Right, Uncle Donald?
Donald Duck : No. Mrs. B's right. Uncle Scrooge needs us, and we need him. Our family has been apart too long. It's time for us to come together. Come here, boys.
[Huey and Louie rush to Donald's arms for a family hug]
Dewey Duck : Wha-wha-wait! But the spear! And mom! And... and.
[Dewey crosses his arms and tries to hold back tears. Donald signal's to him it's okay, Dewey smiles and rushes into the family hug]
Launchpad McQuack : Family...
Webbigail Vanderquack : Trapped!
Mrs. Beakley : Webby. Launchpad. A word? This is a parent trap, isn't it? You're trying to manufacture sentiment to force Scrooge and the boys to come together against their wills. I want in.
Mrs. Beakley : if this family won't come together, we'll have to do it for them. I assume you invited Scrooge?
Webbigail Vanderquack : Yeah, but he's running late.
Mrs. Beakley : Okay, I'll get the boys and Donald emotionally primed while we wait. I'm a former agent and a grandmother, I know how to weaponize guilt.