- Cyril: All I've got is my money, this mansion, and my good looks! What would a bunch of dumb raccoons want with that? Heh, heh... *absolutely everything*!
- Cyril: [Snag is lifting his leg, about to urinate on the bear in the tree costume] Don't you *dare*, Snag! I've just had that tree dry cleaned!
- Bert: [Bert and Sophia are attempting to spring Cedric from the dungeon] Hey, I thought we were gonna to get *inside* the mansion?
- Sophia Tutu: Just a minor setback.
- [produces grappling hook]
- Bert: Oh boy, oh boy... It sure is a *long* ways up!
- Sophia Tutu: Just keep looking *up* and you won't worry about falling.
- Bert: [throws hook up] It's not the falling I'm worried about; It's the *landing*!
- Cyril: [Cyril is briefing his bears on spying on the raccoons] Attention! Now hear this. You are the hand picked elite. The finest secret service ever created. So secret you don't even know who each other are. Now, here's your mission.
- [starts projector ,showing slides of the Raccoons to his goons]
- Cyril: These, my secretive stool pigeons, are the conspirators. Study them. But don't be fooled. They are not as dumb as they look. Note the masks on their eyes. A sure sign of a thief. A robber. Or maybe even a filthy agitator! Note this one
- [points to a projection of Schaeffer]
- Cyril: No eyes. Extremely dangerous. Has a keen sense of smell - so take a bath!
- Cyril: [to his Bear minions] You are nothing but a powerless, paralytic, inept, ineffective, bumbling, bunch of deadbeat bears! Some secret service! You didn't even load the camera! You don't seem to realise that if I go, *you* go! Somewhere out there is an army that is out to destroy everything I've pillaged, cheated, robbed and connived to build. And because of your bumbling they not only know that I know what they know but I don't even know when they'll do what I know they'll do! Anyway, I don't like not knowing! Now get out there and dig up some dirt!
- Cyril: [Reading Cedric's note and misinterpreting] My own son, plotting to overthrow me? Very commendable! I didn't know you had it in you! But no matter, Cedric, my boy... It didn't work! Guards!
- Cedric: Pop, you got it all wrong...
- Cyril: Take him to the Dungeon!
- Cedric: Not again!
- Cyril: And No Color TV!