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Stella: [Stamping toward the hedge, getting into her "firing" position] All right, Steve... you brought this on yourself!

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Tiger: Shoo, go on, get away from here. My owner does not give scraps to common strays.
Stella: Common strays? Alright, you asked for it...
[turns and raises rear]
RJ: [whispers] Get the collar!
Stella: Gee, that's a nice collar you got on. Mind if I have a look?
Tiger:

No-no-no-no-no! Come no closer! I must not be so near a creature of the outdoor woods.
[sneezes]
Tiger: Away with your filth!
Stella: My filth? My *filth*?
Penny: Oh jeepers here we go.
Stella: Okay, that's it. I'm sick and tired of everybody taking one look at me and running away 'cause they

think I'm filthy. Well I got news for you: I didn't get primped and preened to have some overfed, pompous puffball tell me he's too good for me. I've got makeup on my *butt*, dude! And you don't even want to know about the cork!
Tiger: Stop! No one has *ever* spoken to me like that!
[others gasp]
Tiger: It is bold... I like it.

Stella: Yeah? Well, there's more where that came from, uh... puffball!
[Leads him away from the door]
Tiger: You're strong. Your essence is overpowering.
Stella: [pushes tail down] Wh-what do you mean by that?
Tiger: It is your eyes.
Stella: My eyes?

Tiger: They are... luminous.
Stella: Luminous... Dang.

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Stella: [to Verne] Oh, so we're supposed to go hungry just because your butt's vibrating!

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Stella: [to Tiger] Look, its not you. It... it won't work, OK? Because I'm a... a...
Gladys: [walks in, sees Stella] *Skunk!*
Stella: Yeah, that.

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Vincent: RJ? The moon's not full yet...
[notices RJ has his food]
Vincent: RJ. Don't tell me you're dumb enough to come up here and steal my stuff. RJ? I'm gonna have to kill you.
[Advances on RJ]
RJ: WAIT! The food is still in the cave, so technically, not stolen!
[accidentally bumps into the wagon, sending it

down the hill]
RJ: Oh no, no, no, no! STOP!
[the wagon stops, RJ and Vincent chuckle nervously at each other until a truck destroys the wagon and food]

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RJ: Please, Vincent! I'm just a desperate guy trying to feed his family!
Vincent: You don't have a family, RJ.
RJ: I meant a family of one.

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RJ: You want this cookie?
Hammy the Squirrel: Oh, yeah, yeah!
RJ: This cookie's JUNK!
Hammy the Squirrel: But I like the cookie...

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Lou: Hey, Verno. I took a few clippings out of my quills to do a little comparison. Look at this, the grass seems to be greener over here.

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Ozzie: You should have *died*! You should've just laid down and died!
Heather: Dad!

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RJ: And there they are. America's most coveted cookies. Love Handles, Skinny Mints, Neener-Neeners, and Smackeroons. And guess what? They're all yours!
[Hammy jumps, but RJ stops him]
RJ: Whoa, Hamilton. Hold on there, fella. I love your energy, but you just can't take them.
Hammy the Squirrel: But you just said they're mine.


RJ: They will be, if we successfully marry your manic energy to my brilliant plan. You with me, kid?
Hammy the Squirrel: I... I... I...
RJ: The ayes have it. Let's ride.

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RJ: SSShhhhh!
Verne: Oh, no! I'm not falling for any more of your smooth talk!

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RJ: Now listen, champ. Okay, what we're goin' for here is a vicious, man-eating, rabid squirrel. Can you handle that?
Hammy the Squirrel: Umm, excuse me!
[Raises hand]
RJ: Yes, Hammy?
Hammy the Squirrel: Rabbits aren't vicious. They're all cute and cuddly, so...
RJ: *Rabid*, not

rabbit.
Hammy the Squirrel: Oh! Huh?

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RJ: No, Hammy, not the cookie. I told you that cookie was junk!
Hammy the Squirrel: But I like the cookie.

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Dwayne: [after shooting the head off a plastic flamingo] Arrrgh! Not again! Those things are so lifelike! Curse you, plastic moldsmen.

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Dwayne: I believe someone phoned about an animal problem? The solution is standing before you. Dwayne LaFontaine is here.
Gladys: Where have you been? I am throwing a Welcome to the Neighborhood party tomorrow, and so far, Debbie's car has killed more animals than you have.
Dwayne: Stand down, sister. I personally guarantee that

there won't be a living thing at this party. The Verminator is on the job.

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Verne: It's the first day of spring. Only 274 days left until winter.

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Nugent the Dog: Play! Play! Play!...

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Talking Doll: [RJ gets string caught on a Y-shaped stick] Let's play!
Nugent the Dog: Play?
[camera perspective changes]
Nugent the Dog: Play! Play! Play!

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Hammy the Squirrel: [Runs to one end of the hedge] It never ends!
[Runs to the other end and back]
Hammy the Squirrel: It never ends that way, too.

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RJ: Do you like the cookie?
Hammy the Squirrel: I like the cookie!
RJ: [Throws cookie away] Well this cookie's yuck!
Hammy the Squirrel: But I thought I liked the cookie...