Kenai:
I was transformed into a bear, magically. I was lifted into the sky by my brother.
Tuke:
Uh-huh.
Tuke:
[fake cough]
You're *crazy*!
Rutt:
Gesundheit.
Tuke:
[fake cough]
No, a *fruitcake*!
Rutt:
Are you okay?
Tuke:
[fake cough]
No, that *bear* over *there*! He's *crazy*!
Kenai:
I'm not crazy!
Tuke:
Who ever said you were? We understand. either.
Kenai:
You do?
Tuke:
Yeah, we're not really moose either.
Rutt:
We're not?
Tuke:
No, we're more... like squirrels.
Rutt:
Oh, yeah. Beauty, eh? Well, he's a squirrel. I'm more of a pure-breed wolverine. Look at these cuspids. Rrrr!
Tuke:
Give him some room.
Kenai:
Why am I even talking to a couple of dumb moose?
Tuke:
No, we're squirrels, eh?
Rutt:
Wolverine.
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