- Eleroo: Don't let 'em bother ya, Bumblelion.
- Bumblelion: I'm not lettin' 'em - they're doin' it on their own.
- Eleroo: Flants have a strong instinct for sharing.
- Bumblelion: We'll be lucky to get our *own* share.
- Rhinokey: Say, did you guys hear the one about the guy who took a ruler to bed to see how long he slept?
- Narrator: Fortunately, Eleroo is not injured. But the poor bananapine tree is losing one of its tenants.
- Moosel: [of what landed in Eleroo's pouch] What kind of a egg is it?
- Hopopotamus: Looks like a pouched egg.
- Narrator: [as he runs over a log the egg goes through and ends up in front of it] And it's Bumblelion closing in on the egg, Bumblelion at the bar turn, and now it's Bumblelion in the lead, Bumblelion and the egg in second place, end of the stretch; it's Bumblelion and the egg who's finding out that this race is not what it's cracked up to be.
- Hopopotamus: [the ceiling begins to buckle] What's going on here?
- Bumblelion: [running] I'll fill you in later.
- Bumblelion: It's Butterbear and Hoppo, with the baby Brahma-bullfinch.
- Rhinokey: Yeah, followed by those loonies from the boonies.
- Moosel: You better not get Bumblelion angry.
- Bumblelion: Yeah! Why not?
- Hopopotamus: Because you're the toughest Wuzzle on the island.
- Bumblelion: On, yeah. I almost forgot.
- Rhinokey: [opens Crock's door to see what happened to their enemies and sees them jammed in the doorway] Sorry, we don't want any.
- [slams it laughing]
- Hopopotamus: So huggable. Just like you, Bumblelion.
- Narrator: You know, I was just thinkin' the same thing.