The army of ducks that were previously chasing Frodo stop and turn around after Evertrust kicks out. They appear to be holding baskets filled with eggs. They begin throwing their eggs at both men, with them cracking and smashing against them like little grenades. The flurry of egg yolks and shells are too much for the champion to bear and he begins dodging, dipping, ducking, diving, and dodging from all of them. The Doctor swoops down like Tarzan, grasping onto a vine that is suspended from somewhere above the three men. While Evertrust eludes the attacks from the duck army, he fails to notice the Doctor swinging down until he gets kicked in the center of his chest sending him flying through the wall next to him. The Doctor lands on his feet in the next room and quickly covers Evertrust. Meanwhile, in the previous room, the ducks continue to pound Frodo with eggs.

The ducks who relentlessly have been pelting Frodo suddenly stop what they're doing and begin to… giggle?

Frodo… kicks out of thin air? Flopping over and standing back up to reveal himself as Evertrust?

In the next room, it is Frodo who now appears under the good Doctor and offers a kickout of his own. Egad; somewhere between the ducks' massacring Evertrust and Frodo, and the Doctor's aeriform arrival, a switch must have taken place! The army of ducks now also morph, revealing themselves to be the 1953 Brooklyn Dodgers. They're all fitted into the bed of an extended Dodge pickup truck with Evertrust behind the wheel, wearing oddly enough a current day LA Dodger's baseball cap and a really cool looking pair of Dodge sunglasses that came with the truck when he purchased it legitimately.

" Dodgers, ready your aim! Expand your ken, do not ask questions, open your minds, and fire! "

The entire 1953 team begins whipping a never ending supply of fastballs and baseball bats among other things through the wall into the room Frodo and the Doctor occupy. The two are unable to dodge, evade, or even dodge the onslaught and soon find themselves buried in a pile of baseball equipment, even including catcher's mitts and masks. They weren't even able to dodge home plate, apparently, but the peak of the pile is befittingly topped off with the pitcher's mound; heaps of sand included.

Once the Dodgers deplete their arsenal, a meteor shower heads to the precise location of this action as the very threads of space and time begin to twist and strangle reality, but Evertrust is able to dodge the catastrophe… in his new Dodge… with some old Dodgers.

" Quack goes the weasel. "