Norman #1: “I’m starting to think there’s just a tape recorder in there, Norman.”
Norman #2: “Maybe we should just dump it over.”
Ninja Hedgehog Commander: “No, that’s too risky, Norman. You may have beaten the fluffy dog in paw-to-paw combat, but she might have booby-trapped the wheelbarrow.”
Lulu (shouting): “IS THIS THE NINJA HEDGEHOG LAIR?”
Norman #1 (shouting): “WHAT?”
Producer Smurf: “Aaaiiieeee!”
Spicoli: “Yo, mousie dude, any luck locating Chaplin’s microchip yet?”
Mouse: “Not yet. I just uploaded the worm and it’s starting to search for other computers and IoT devices to infect and use to search for Chaplin.”
Vermin: “HISS! Now we have to walk on nasty wood chips?! I didn’t sign up for this!”
Mr. Nibbles: “But it’s such a nice day. And aren’t the trees pretty?”
Producer Smurf: “Boooooring.”
Mouse: “So Chaplin left you to watch his ill-gotten loot.”
Lulu: “Yes.”
Charlee: “Your furs are looking especially sleek today, Lulu.”
Lulu: “Thanks! I just tried out a couple of new bristle brushes. Listen, have you seen Chaplin around?”
Charlee: “Not lately, why?”
Lulu: “Well he wandered off and left me to watch all that stuff he collected until he came back, but he never did.”
Norman #1: “I sure hope Norman doesn’t find out about this, Norman.”
Norman #2: “I won’t tell if you don’t, Norman.”
Lulu: “Listen, while you’re at it, I could use a good bristle brushing, too.”
Norman #2: “We’re ninja hedgehogs, not hairdressers. We don’t carry bristle brushes around.”
Lulu: “Well I have an idea about that …”
Norman #1: “Nobody move, this is a ninja hedgehog raid!”
Norman #2: “We have water pistols and we’re not afraid to … Hey, where’d the cat go?”
Lulu: “You mean Chaplin? He had to use the facilities. He asked me to watch his stuff while he was gone.”
Ninja Hedgehog Commander: “You’re back! But where are the mealworms?”
Norman #1: “There aren’t any mealworms.”
Norman #2: “The cat didn’t fence any of our stuff yet.”
Norman #1: “Nobody move! This is a ninja hedgehog raid!”
Norman #2: “Hand over our 20% of the loot you got for fencing our stuff, your 80% of the loot you got for fencing our stuff, and our stuff that you fenced!”
Lulu: “So how’s it going with the trading stolen goods to Mama for fish skins?”
Chaplin: “Going great, thanks.”
Mr. Nibbles: “You look like you have a question, friend Hipsters.”
Chaplin: “We don’t understand why we’re having a party for Dennis but he isn’t here for it.”
Spicoli: “Oh, little dudes, this isn’t a party. It’s a memorial service. And that’s how memorial services work. You know, just like the ones for Trouble and Tucker and Trixie.”
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Dennis: “I hope the Hipsters are doing all right with those ninja hedgehogs.”
James Bond (1986): “I’m sure there’s no need to worry about your little friends, Dennis. They can obviously take care of themselves.”
Mouse: “I’m not sure if you really believe that or if you just want a martini.”
James Bond (1986): “I’d love a martini. Thanks ever so much.”
Mouse: “If you think I’m offering to get you a martini then you clearly don’t understand the relationship between mice and humans.”
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James Bond: “Stand back, my furry little friends. These creatures are dangerous!”
Ninja Hedgehog Commander: “So, Mr. Bond, you thought you could blow up our mealworm vats and not pay the price? Think again.”
Dennis: “I haven’t done anything to your mealworm vats. Lately. And why are you calling me Mr. Bond? The guy in the tuxedo is Mr. Bond. The guy who isn’t Chaplin, I mean.”
Ninja Hedgehog Commander: “Silence, hound! No one is talking to you.”
Chaplin: “Should we pounce on them, Charlee? I think we should pounce on them.”
Charlee: “Yes, we should definitely pounce on them.”
Mouse: “You two do realize the ninja hedgehogs are pointing a cannon at us, right?”
Mr. Nibbles: “It’s too bad Miss Trixie wasn’t born yet in 1986. Miss Trixie always knew how to handle ninja hedgehogs.”
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