Brandy & Mr. Whiskers2004

Brandy Harrington:
[Brandy and Whiskers are in the middle of tracking down Mama Croc's lost eggs. Brandy is holding one of her newly hatched babies] Okay! Six down, three to go. We can do this!

Mama Croc:
[calls out through the jungle] Brandy?

Mr. Whiskers:
We're lunch! But on a positive note, we'll find out if I taste like chicken.

Brandy Harrington:
Go! I'll stall her

Mr. Whiskers:
Nice knowin' ya.

Brandy Harrington:
Get out! [as Whiskers runs off as Mama Croc approaches Brandy]

Mama Croc:
My, my, look at him! He looks good enough to eat!

Brandy Harrington:
[holds up baby crocodile] Better him than me. [to Mama Croc, sweet voice] Isn't he the cutest?

Mama Croc:
[looking menacing] How are the others?

Brandy Harrington:
And those teeth! [Baby crocodile snaps at her] Goo goo ga ga!

Mama Croc:
I want to see the rest of them. [starts walking away]

Brandy Harrington:
[catches up to Mama Croc] Hey, have you had anything to eat lately, 'cause low blood sugar can make you angry and eat things you shouldn't... like me!