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The wacky and sometimes surreal adventures of Norbert and Daggett Beaver.
Norbert: [as Baron Bad Beaver] ... For I am Baron Bad Beaver, master of really, terrible, evil... things...
Daggett: I can't believe it, Norbert. Norbert: Whassat, Daggett? Daggett: Our own parents kicked us out. Norbert: They didn't kick us out. We were the first litter and Mom had a second litter. It's the beaver way. Daggett: But, Norb. Where will we go? How will we survive? Norbert: We'll be all right. You've got your Beaver Survival Kit, right? Daggett: No. Norbert: Oh, that's not good. [Dag starts whimpering]
[repeated line] Norbert: Come on, big hug! [Norbert squeezes Dag hard as he hugs him]
Daggett: Die, spooty thing, die!
Daggett: Ooh! Lima beans on a comb!
Daggett: [as Muscular Beaver] What? An unexpected development!
Daggett: What's that spooty, spoothead, spoot guy, king of the spoots doing here?
Norbert: Listen to yourself. Daggett: I am! [awkward pause]
Norbert: Hey, don't look now, Walt Witless, I think your flowers are being trampled. Daggett: [getting angry] Get off me bloomin' flowers!
Daggett: Urethra! I found something!
Norbert: What in the name of what's-its-name are you doing?
[puts a cup under a cows udder and squeezes it] Daggett: Come on, Bossy, get with the moo juice!
Daggett: How could I be so blind and not see? It's oblivious.
Daggett: Desperate times call for desperate desperateness.
Daggett: Oh, yeah? Structure this, chart boy! [pokes his tongue out] Daggett: Oh, wait - I'm chart boy. Norbert: Derr - I'm Daggett, I have a chart. If only I had a brain!
Daggett: With these super cool x-ray specs, I can even see through windows.
Bing: Oh, by the way, its me, Bing, by the way. Daggett: What do you want, Bing-by-the-way?
Norbert: My way, you get to keep your tail. Your way, you get a sushi bar following you around. Daggett: [bluntly] Your point? Norbert: It'd wreck your social life if you had one.
Daggett: ...I suffered an unexpected prolapse... Norbert: You mean relapse. Daggett: Work with me here.
[repeated line] Daggett: That was nuts!
Daggett: What in the name of Aunt Eileen's cabbageless coleslaw is going on?
Norbert: What in the name of Jonas Grumby's starched khakis was that?
Daggett: Hey, Barry, how come you're so hungry? What's up with that? Barry: Hey... you're right. Daggett: Of course I am!
Daggett: Hey, Norbert! You're at the door!
[repeated line] Daggett: What in the name of Davy Crockett's sweat-stained buckskins is going on?
Norbert: Let's split up. Daggett: Why? Norbert: It makes too much sense to stick together. Daggett: Oh.
Norbert: Where in the name of deus ex machina did that T-Rex come from?
[the boys are jumping on the couch] Daggett: Hey, Norb, let's see who can jump the highest. Norbert: [bumps the ceiling light and stops jumping] Uh, Dag, I think we should stop. Daggett: You're just afraid I'll beat you. Norbert: No, Dag, listen... Daggett: [teasing] Norby's afraid to jump high. Norbert: Daggett, listen. Daggett: Norby's a chicken. BAWK BAWK BAWK. Come on, chicken boy. What are you afraid... Daggett: [hits the light and gets violently shocked] AAAH!
Daggett: What in the name of Kenneth Tobey's cardboard belt are you two doing here?
Daggett: I know my situation is rather unique. Norbert: The word is psychotic.
[Daggett tests the wind with his finger] Norbert: You're indoors, Daggett, there's no wind. Daggett: Oh, yeah? What's that coming out of your pie hole? Norbert: Ooh, good comeback. Daggett: Really? Norbert: Erm... no.
[after watching a video of them being born] Daggett: I'm going to put Dad's army hygiene movies back on. Norbert: Dag! Don't you see? You're not my brother! Daggett: Yeah, you wish. Norbert: And maybe my wish came true.
Daggett: In the name of Mike Gerard's overbuilt truck - stop!
Daggett: Ah, the thrill of victory and the agony of my feet.
Daggett: We're doomed!
Norbert: [dressed as a doctor] It seems like I've forgotten something but I can't remember what. Oh, well, its probably just a matter of life and death. Well, nothing's more important to a doctor than his golf game. Fore!