I am five in binary and a laugh in slang. I am how many dogs there were in a well known movie with dogs

I spy the bird up in the tree, or watch a ship sail out at sea. I sit in hand, I point, I peer, distant details now appear near.

I am a short needle, but what you do when you long for something. What am I?

It is a basket woven From whatever its maker could find Wood and straw, moss and fur So she could do what common wisdom Says never to do With a basket

At nature's edge, where the brave dare stand, A sheer drop meets the sea and land. Where eagles nest and echoes play, A silent giant guards the bay.