Noah: (moaning, looking over the paper in his hands) Awwww, what am I gonna do? People will think I’m crazy when I start building this huge thing. Not to mention that it’s going to take forever to build! No one is going to want to help me. What was God thinking? I can’t do it! Oooohhhhhh!! (begins to wail and moan)

Super Dude: (SD) (begins to fly overhead and notices Noah’s cries.) That man is in trouble. He needs my help. This is a job for Super Dude! (He flies down and lands next to Noah) Hello my good man. I couldn’t help but notice your desperate cries. How can I be of service?

Noah: Who are you?

SD: Why, I’m Super Dude!

Noah: Know anything about boats?

SD: Sure. I know a song about boats.

(sing) "Row, row, row your boat

Gently down the stream.

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,

Life is but a dream.

Noah: (not impressed) Is that all you know about boats?

SD: Pretty much.

Noah: Then, I don’t see how you can help me.

SD: Why? Do you have some kind of boat emergency?

Noah: You could say that. See this? These are the directions to build a gigantic boat. They’re very specific. Plus, if I don’t do it exactly right I’m gonna be in big trouble.

SD: (looking at the plans) Whoa! That’s one big boat! You must have a lot of kids in order to need a boat that size.

Noah: Not exactly.

SD: Then why such a big boat?

Noah: It’s to carry animals in. This boat has to be big enough to carry 2 animals of each kind.

SD: Are you starting your own zoo?