I Am Weasel

I Am Weasel is an American animated television series created by David Feiss for Cartoon Network, at the studio of Hanna-Barbera, being the fourth of the network's Cartoon Cartoons. The series centers on I. M. Weasel, a smart, beloved and highly successful weasel, and I. R. Baboon, an unsuccessful, unintelligent baboon who is jealous of Weasel's success and constantly tries to upstage him, usually failing to do so.

I am Weasel!

Theme song

April March: ♪ You don't need pants for the victory dance ♪

♪ Cuz Baboon's better than Weasel ♪

♪ I R Baboon big star of cartoon ♪

I.M Weasel: I am Weasel.

[The fans are cheering for I.M Weasel. I.M Weasel fixes the old lady's neck, gives her a thumbs up and flees away]

April March: ♪ I.R. Baboon reigns king in his mind ♪

♪ He's just as good as the weasely kind ♪

♪ But round every corner he's likely to find ♪

[The car hits I.R. Baboon]

I.M Weasel: I am Weasel, I am Weasel, I am Weasel!

I.M. Weasel

• I am not a baby. I am Weasel.
• [about I.R. Baboon] This poor idiotic creature. No wonder they're going the way of the dodo.
• [to the Red Guy] Big Butt? You're not Big Butt!

I.R. Baboon

• I.R. Baboon astronaut, working NASA astronaut, I.R. bump the clouds so high like an astronaut in the sky. [I.R. bumps into a golden Weasel statue]
• [angry] Indiginity this, I.R. so close. Next time I show Weasel. [changes to an happy tone] I.R. make theme park on Sun. Come to Baboonworld, ride solar flare with I.R. Baboon! [I.R. Baboon laughs and pulls a raspberry]
• [holding the baby] I.R. name you after grandpa of I.R. Baboon. Hello, Baby Grandpa!

Others

The Red Guy: [to Cow] Hope you don't milk the bed, pumpkin!

Oscar: That was increeedible, Weasel! Your performance was... raw, poooowerful! [He squeals with delight]

Dialogue

I.R. Baboon: [looks at chief] Wait minute... wouldn't that be dangerous mission go to sun? I.R. Have sensitive skin... And hate rash.

Head of Mission: Don't worry. We'll conduct the mission at night!

I.R. Baboon: Oooh! I your man! I.R. Baboon- First astronaut on sun!

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Admiral Bullets: Hey Head Nanny Weasel what do I do? The future seventy third president is starting to draw flies.

I.M. Weasel: Relax Admiral Bullets I'll just change his diaper.

Admiral Bullets: Like you changed mine! Good idea!

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I.M. Weasel: [to I.R. Baboon] You?!? What are you doing here?!?

I.R. Baboon: I.R. living here!

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Mike: Oh, you're a good cook, Weasel. What do you call the meat?

I.M. Weasel: Craig, I call the meat, Craig. So, Mike, do you enjoy your work as a cartoon executive?

Mike: [wipes her mouth] Yeah, most of the time. But, sometimes my tongue starts to swell saying "no" to the new shows over and over again. [sticks her long tongue out] See?

I.M Weasel: Looks like an occupational hazard. [holds a glass] A milk toast, Mike to your continued success.

Mike: [muffled] I guess.

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I.R. Baboon: Watching this!

[I.R.Baboon jumps and breaks the bridge]

I.R. Baboon: Ooops...

I.M. Weasel: Ooops?

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[I.R.Baboon leaves. Scene cuts to the three kids watching I.M Weasel fishing]

Girl with beard: But how do you eat them?

I.M. Weasel: You suck

[I.M. Weasel drops his fishing rod and starts sucking an orange fish]