Needles: This is our coach?
ours Cub: Apparently.
Humphrey: Heh!
Needles: I wanna be traded.

Narrator: Now...
Claudette: What are toi doing?
Narrator: ...with the help of some friends...
Needles: He got bird issues
ours Club: (while chasing birds) They're not birds, they are monsters!
Needles: Brad, chill. You're going back to memory on us.

Humphrey: In coming! (jumps in a mud puddle)
Mooch: montrer me through the loup pile!
Humphrey: No, no, no, no!
Mooch: Too late! (jumps on Humphrey in the mud)