Ebenezer misses the password at the end of the video five times in a row, but he's not about to ask for the password and expect someone else to just give it to him without some trouble.

So he winds up sitting there for a full fucking hour, drinking in all this information about beautiful Sri Lankan junglefowl, pen poised over a notebook ready to take down the password. This time he won't get distracted at the last minute.

No wonder Morty had so much time to settle into his room.