Gordy: Who's the man to fear most, Mr. Weasel? Ha ha! The man who has nothing to lose. (chuckles And also, has an army authorized net launcher!
(sees the weasel nibbling at a can.)
Gordy: Freeze, Weasel!
(the weasel runs away and Mr. Chopsaw steps where she was; Gordy fires the net at him by mistake)
Chopsaw: Gordon! What are you doing?
Gordy: It's that weasel! He's on a rampage!
Chopsaw: I know! Look what he did to my oak! (holds up a thin, porous piece of wood: Rose the Lunch Lady walks up)
Rose: And he ate up all my creamed spinach! (holds up empty cans; Coach Dirga walks up)
Dirga: And it ate my dodgeballs! (holds up deflated red balls)
Gordy: Well then, while the kids are on a field trip, we are going on a hunting trip! GET THAT WEASEL!