Rob Paulsen credited as playing...
Gordon • Boy with Crutch • Commander • Commodore Nougat • Computer Voice • Crowd Member • Geek • Gordon Robot • Hillbilly Uncle • Little Boy • Man • Man in Crowd • Person #2 • Randall • Slug Child • Snooty Woman • TV Vase Salesman • Tapestry Bear • Toy • Zinkogorb
- Gordon: I'm attempting to train bacon to walk. Imagine it, Blik: a world where bacon could walk straight into your mouth.
- Waffle: Hello, Mr. Blik!
- Mr. Blik: [jumps in surprise] Waffle! Where were you? I was sopping wet.
- Gordon: And after you've finished with Blik, I need you to wash the pants I made for my bacon.
- Giant Squid: Gordon Quid, you have defeated me in battle. therefore, as per the rules of the sea, I am obligated to grant you one wish.
- Gordon: Mighty Kraken, I wish for a new tail!
- Giant Squid: So be it.
- Gordon: Wait! I wish for a new tail for my brother... Mr. Blik.
- Mr. Blick: Gordon, are you sure about this?
- Gordon: Take it, Blik. I realize now I don't need a big bushy tail to prove I'm a whole cat.
- Mr. Blick: I don't know what to say except...
- [he points to his behind]
- Mr. Blick: Right there, baby! Zap away!
- [he gets zapped and gets his tail back]
- Mr. Blick: Ohh, did you miss me?
- Giant Squid: You are a brave opponent, Gordon Quid. Maybe someday, we will meet again in battle. Until then, heigh-ho, Kraken!
- [he floats up to the sky]
- Gordon: Heigh-ho, Kraken!
- Mr. Blik: How did this happen?
- Gordon: Well, it wasn't us, Blik. I was preparin' the food, and Waffle was making dip.
- Waffle: Right. Green cookbook, blue room.
- Gordon: Right.
- [pause]
- Gordon: Laddie, I said *blue* cookbook, *green* room. Green cookbook, blue room is... *The Scottish Book of the Dead!*
- Waffle: Oh. That explains the long and mysterious incantation with sour cream.
- Gordon: [reminiscing about Mrs. Cramdilly] Do you remember when she found us, curled up with our ma in the laundry hamper?
- Mrs. Cramdilly: [in a flashback] My, look at you, so brave and proud!
- Gordon: That was the day *I* became her favorite.
- Mr. Blik: *You?* Her favorite? Hah! *I* was the favorite. It was me.
- Waffle: Nuh-uh. I was. She let me sleep on her head!
- Gordon: I'm afraid the right, sweet root beer has slipped out of our tiny paws. I mean it's not like we can dress up as girls and crash the party.
- Mr. Blick: Yeah... unless, we dress up as girls and crash the party!
- Waffle: Then we can play *beauty salon makeover*!
- [giggles giddily]
- Mr. Blick: Gordon, bag of bees.
- Gordon: Aye, bag of bees.
- [Gordon hands Mr. Blick a bag of bees, Mr. Blik shakes the bag, and sticks it on Waffle's head]
- Waffle: Hello, bees, how are you?
- [Bees sting Waffle, sending Waffle screaming in pain]