[bursting out of her carrier] Not bratty, you flea motel, Brandy! Brandy Harrington of the Florida Harringtons. Ever heard about them earlier? Yeah. I think not, either.
You're trying to kid me; this is not a mall! Malls have stores and movie theaters and food courts! Not filthy animals bathing in their own drinking water!
Oh, freaky bug-eyed monkey thingy, I'm very sorry. Everybody knows I was very mean to you and everyone knows you saved me, and I don't know to say your name.
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[jumps up and kisses Brandy] You can call me Vegas, baby, because I just hit the jackpot!
Ugh! You may not get it here if you think everyone heard you now, but just wait. Someday, a bit of it shall happen to you because a bit of it needs to happen to you and a bit of it will happen to you because a bit of it needs to happen to you, too.
[grabbing Mr. Whiskers' ears and dropping him across the jungle] Okay, don't take this personally, but you're an embarrassment, a disgrace and an eyesore.
[gets an idea] No worries, Ed. Fortunately, I always keep one of Brandy's teen girl magazines with me. I just read it for the articles. Perhaps this tome of fashion tips and dating advice can illuminate us in our hour of need. [looks into the magazine] "How to Power Flirt." Hmm, pass. [flips a few pages] "Yarn is Your Friend?" I don't think so. [flips some more pages] "Top Ten Gassy Foods." Oh, I'll save that for you. [turns a page] Wait! "101 Party Pranks!" [laughs] Oh, that's it, Edward, my friend! Let the games begin!
[sarcastically] Oh, well, it shames me to admit it, Miss Brandy, but I don't traffic in sarcasm too much, so I don't really tend to recognize it when it is out there. You could give me a heads up like, "Hey, sarcastic comment coming!" Just let me know then I'll have my eyes open. I mean come on, a sarcastic otter? That'll be unnatural.