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01x04 - I.R. Gentlemans

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "I Am Weasel". Aired: July 22, 1997 – 2000.*
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Series centers on I.M. Weasel, a smart, noble and successful weasel, I.R. Baboon, an unintelligent and rude Hamadryas baboon who is envious of Weasel and often acts as his frenemy, and the mischievous Red Guy, who often antagonizes the duo.

01x04 - I.R. Gentlemans

Post by bunniefuu »

IR. Gentleman's.

Ah, him. Very good.

Classy.

Eureka! My worldwide genealogical

search has finally located my

great-great-great-great-great

grandpa, Weasel the Great. He later

died. Incoming message.

Hello?HelloAm I

transmitting?

Queen of Europe calling. I

am Weasel. Do you read me?

Your Majesty.

Why are you calling me from the royal...

Commode. Yes. Well,

Europe is a poor country, you

see. So we combine our

technologies whenever we can.

Fair enough. What seemed to be the

problem?Oh, well, Mr.

Weasel, I have a bit of a problem

which requires your expertise in the

field of genealogy. Our Duke of

Canterbury has up and died, you

see, and we must find a suitable

heir to his estate. We

have reason to believe that a long lost

Kankerberry may be living in

America. Oh, pardonimo, your

majesty, but aren't you through yet?

You're not the only one in the palace who

needs to transmit, you know. Keep your

pants on. Yeah, I'm almost through.

I shall locate your Kankerberry, your

majesty, and deliver him to you myself.

Oh, thank you. Thank you. Au revoir,

monkiki.

Let's see. Panker Berry. Whoa.

close head eyes. Misshapen ears.

Enormous nose. Rotten teeth. Yep,

he's a royal. All right.

IR move horsey to stamp and

castle thingy. IR make

checkmate and king of higher.

Checkmate, checkmate. IR beat

higher. IR beat higher. Like

that. I'm here to take you to

Europe. You are a descendant. Of

royalty. Of

royalty?

Fortune cookie was right!

I inspecting you long

time. Well then, let's be off.

Oh, I are sorry. I'm not

offering any for you. I

see we have some work to do, and I know

just the place. My European summer house.

Let's begin with basic table manners.

Behold the salad fork.

Monsieur Baboon.

Monsieur Baboon.

Stop right there. Let's review.

I'm sorry, but I are

hungry. Yes, of course. But we

must learn to be gentlemen about it.

I always wanted to be

gentlemans. Then let's begin

again. Fork.

Fork?

Say it?F...

Fork?By Jove! I think

you've got it! I, I got it!

I, I got it!

I, I get demand! What, Jove?Never mind.

We're on a roll.

Monsieur Baboo,

I dub thee Duke of

Cankerbury. Now get to

work. I'm afraid your uncle left

this world owing A substantial

debt, which you, the new

Kankerberry, must now

repay. You may begin by

cleaning the royal transmitter.

Guards, take him away. I

are gentlemen. Not fair.

I'm gentlemen. No, wait.

I are what lawyers.

I'm a lawyer... and a

perfect gentleman. Shine it up

now! I want to see my reflection when

I... transmit.