Hey There, It's Yogi Bear

Cindy Bear:
It's the time for whispering sweet nothings in one's ear.

Yogi Bear:
Now that I can oblige.

Cindy Bear:
Oh, Yogi.

Yogi Bear:
Nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Nooothing. And because you're such a good kid, here's another nothing, for nothing.

Boo-Boo Bear:
But Yogi, the Ranger's not going to like it.

Yogi Bear:
What's not to like about Robin Hood? I'll steal from the rich and give to a poor bear: me. Stay here, Friar Boo-Boo. [Yogi peeks through the window of a cafe] A goodly bunch having lunch. [He shoots an arrow through the window, spearing various items]

Yogi Bear:
Shish-kaboob, Bob-Bob... I mean, shish kabob, Boo-Boo.

Boo-Boo Bear:
What are you going to do with it, Yogi?

Yogi Bear:
Down the hatch, but natch.

Yogi Bear:
He's turning this park into a boot camp, with me getting the boot.

Yogi Bear:
[On the Ranger's phone] Hello? Hello? Is this the White House?

Ranger Smith:
Yogi!

Yogi Bear:
Hey, the President knows my name.

Ranger Smith:
[showing a "Do Not Feed The Bears" sign to Yogi] Read this sign.

Yogi Bear:
[deliberately reading incorrectly] Uh, "No Smoking In The Forest"?

Ranger Smith:
You know what it says, Yogi, and it applies to *all* the bears, especially you!

Yogi Bear:
Uh, yes, sir.