I Am Weasel

American TV series

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 songEdit

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. WeaselEdit

  • 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. BaboonEdit

  • 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!

OthersEdit

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]

DialogueEdit

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!

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!

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

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

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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