Bonkers

Marylin: And this is Scribbles. The greatest pencil an artist ever had. Scribbles: Shucks, kid. I'm gettin' all lead faced.

Lucky: You're a regular Marco Polo, bonkers. (the police car is hanging off of a cliff) Bonkers: But I was sure it was this way, Lucky.

Grumps: Toons can do just about anything, Marylin. but it takes a human artist to enable them to do their thing. Beezle: Otherwise, we're just art supplies.

(the pelican is carrying Marylin and Scribbles to Flugal Studios) Pelican: There she is. Flugal Studios. Fortunately for us, they keep the skylight open. (he crashes through the roof and lands on the floor) Unfortunately, we missed the skylight.

Marylin: It's empty. Bottle: (pulls his cork out and pulls out a note) The note! Haven't you ever read Treasure Island? Read the note!

(Bonkers is looking at the picture that Marylin drew of him and is holding his thumb up and then down) Marylin: So, what do you think? Bonkers: I think I need to get that cuticle trimmed.

(Bonkers sneezes and is flattened against the ceiling) Bonkers: Lucky I had the ceiling to break my fall.

Scribble: Come on, Bonkers. Get the lead out.

Bottle: I have a bad feeling about this. Fine. But if I break my neck, it'll be on your head.

(a pelican flies through the window and crash lands) Pelican: Somebody call for Pelican Express? Beezle: We need you to send this message. Buzzle: In this bottle. Bottle: No! You can't do this to me! Please! Recycle me, put flowers in me, but please not the pelican!