Hammy the Squirrel: Scary clown!
Mackenzie: [to her mom after Hammy, RJ, and Vern stole their cookies] There, there, that's where the squirrel attacked us, and he had like rabies or something, and then there was this gross, naked amphibian thing...
Verne: [quietly] Reptile.
RJ: Something you said yesterday really touched me right here. It starts with an F, remember what that was?
Verne: Family?
RJ: Yeah yeah right that. You see Verne I use to have had all that. My own place, surrounded by loved ones, universal remote. But all that went away with... the weed hacker incident.
Police Officer: Now you do realize that was a Depelter Turbo.
Gladys: Officer, please. This Verminator sold it to me.
Police Officer: Hey, hey, it was in your yard, your name's on the contract, so you can tell it to the judge.
Gladys: Oh please, it's not my fault, let go of me don't do this to me...
Police Officer: Ma'am...
Gladys: [yelling] You can't do this to me! I am president of the Homeowners Association!
Dwayne: [quietly as she is fighting the police] Get her.
[he climbs over a fence and accidently steps on a squeak toy]
Nugent the Dog: Play.
Dwayne: Oh, no, no, no,
no, no...
[there is a bite heard]
Dwayne: AHHHHH!
Verne: [after getting chased away] See what I mean? That's what I was talking about. These humans don't want us *around*.
RJ: So we scared her and she over-reacted, no biggy.
Verne: No biggy? No that's what we call a biggy.
RJ: C'mon, think about the food, it was worth it for that food, that stuff is to die
for.
[Ozzy faints and Heather rolls her eyes]
RJ: Let me rephrase that.
Verne: No, to die for, you nailed that part. Look, maybe our little forest life seems primative to a guy with a bag.
RJ: What!
Verne: But I think I speak for all of us when I say that we want *nothing* to do with *anything*
that's *over that hedge*.
[they begin to walk away]
RJ: Oh come on. You haven't even tried doughnuts yet. You wanna store some fat, that is the way to store some fat, you'll be sweating through the winter.
[they don't listen]
RJ: Okay, okay you guys sleep on it. Good idea, I'm gonna check back with you.
[to himself]
RJ: Shoot! Almost had them.
RJ: Please don't think I'm prying, but I couldn't help overhearing, and I think I can shed a little light on what this whole hedge situation is about. You see, what was once mere wilderness is now 54 acres of man-made, manicured, air-conditioned paradise.
[Points at map]
RJ: Except for that little-bitty speck. You are here.
[All gasp]
RJ: No, no, that's a good thing. You're hibernators, right? You gather up a bunch of food, store it away for the winter?
Hammy the Squirrel: Aha! We fill the log!
Verne: Hammy.
RJ: Really? This log? This cave-like log?
Ozzie: All the way to the top.
Verne: Ozzie.
RJ: Let me ask ya, how long's it take, you know, to fill the log?
Heather: Two-hundred and seventy-four days.
RJ: Ooh! Ever done it in a week?
Verne: That's impossible.
RJ: Not if we work together. You see, you've got the food-gathering skills, I've got the know-how, and they
have the food.
Heather: How much food?
RJ: Loads of food! Heaps of food! Food out the wazoo!
Verne: Well, you know, whatever kind of food comes out of a wazoo, I really don't think we're interested in eating.
Lou: I don't know. The guy's making a lot of sense to me. I think we should listen.
Penny: Yeah. I'm okay with wazoo food there.
Gladys: [On phone] The homeowners charter, which you signed, says the grass is supposed to be two inches, and according to my measuring stick, yours is two-point-five.
Dwayne: What do we have here?
[Inhale]
Dwayne: Didelphis marsupialis virginianus. Aproximately ten pounds.
[Inhale]
Dwayne: Male.
Gladys: I think it's dead.
Dwayne: Oh, really? Do you in fact have a associates degree from VermTech? I think he wants you to think he's dead.
Ozzie: O great and powerful Steve! What do you want?
Verne: I-I don't think it can speak.
Debbie: [From other side of hedge] I heard that, young man!
[Others are shocked; Ozzie plays dead]
Debbie: You get over here right now!
Hammy the Squirrel: Okay.
Verne: Hammy, get back here.
Hammy the Squirrel: But Steve is angry.
Verne: I think it came from the other side of Steve - I mean, the bush. I mean... Geez!