Ranger Rangerfield: Oh dear - more holes to cover up!
Crazy Claws: [Standing as if he were a road barrier] Speaking of cover ups, I'm camoflagued from that mud turtle Clyde!
Ranger Rangerfield: [Picking up a barrier] Work, work, work!
Crazy Claws: How about that - even the Ranger didn't see me!
Ranger Rangerfield: [Putting the barrier across the road] No, still not enough!
[Walks out of shot and returns with the disguised Crazy Claws]
Ranger Rangerfield: There - this should stop traffic!
Crazy Claws: Well, that's nice of you to say so, Ranger, but I'm not really that handsome - cute, maybe!
Ranger Rangerfield: Crazy Claws!
[Places CC on the ground]
Ranger Rangerfield: Out of my way!
Crazy Claws: Thank you - I only wanted to cross the road!
Ranger Rangerfield: Stop, stop!
[Walks out of shot]
Ranger Rangerfield: I'm at my wit's end!
[a splash is heard, and the camera pans to the Ranger, who is in a hole full of water]
Crazy Claws: And the other end isn't in such good shape either!
Ranger Rangerfield: Still putting me down!
Crazy Claws: Heaven knows I try!
Crazy Claws: [Watching the Ranger painting a warning sign] Road under repair, eh? Looks more to me like it's a road under mud!
Crazy Claws: [Clyde's car has made the bridge collapse] They certainly don't build them like they used to - then maybe they never did!
[Clyde's car is being chased by a torrent of flood water]
Crazy Claws: Time to do some plumbing, before we all end up like Clyde - all wet, that is!
[Jumps out of the car and cuts a hole in the river bed big enough for the flood water]
Crazy Claws: If we have time, I do a fast chorus of Singing in the Drain!
[Raises paw to mouth]
Crazy Claws: It's all over, Clyde! Or should I say under? You can stop now!
[CC reacts to the sound of a crash out of shot, followed by camera cutting to Clyde's wrecked car]
Clyde: God darn it - I've been stopped by a dead end!
Crazy Claws: [Walking towards the car] 2 dead ends, Clyde.
Crazy Claws: Well, make it 3 - that dead end under your hat and the dead end dog - he's not going anywhere!
Ranger Rangerfield: [Holding a pad and pencil] And neither are you, Clyde - I'm giving you a ticket!
Clyde: Oh no, the Ranger - a forth dead end!
Crazy Claws: I wish I'd have said that - don't worry, I will!
Clyde: It's that there cat critter!
Crazy Claws: Don't be formal, call me Crazy, or you might call me later, but if you do call me later I'll be gone!
[Clyde reveals his desire to trap Crazy Claws]
Crazy Claws: Just use your head, although I must say it looks pretty well used already!
[Clyde's car can be heard coming down the hill]
Crazy Claws: You know, that sounds like trouble. It also sound like a brass band falling down stairs!
Ranger Rangerfield: Floods happen when the ground can't absorb any more rain
Clyde: Do tell!
Ranger Rangerfield: Then the water runs off at the rivers and the streams.
Crazy Claws: And the Ranger runs off at the mouth!
Crazy Claws: [after covering Clyde and Bristletooth with mud] This is called camoflague.
[Turns to face the camera]
Crazy Claws: I'm begining to sound like the Ranger!
Clyde: Err, it appears to be a lot like mud to me!
Crazy Claws: Very good! Now, when I walk by, it'll be hard to tell you from a pile of mud!
[Turns towards the camera]
Crazy Claws: And I must say, it matches your personality!