The Messy Room

[As Mama's footsteps are banging on the hallway floor, approaching the cubs' room]

Sister Bear: What's that? An earthquake?

Brother Bear: Worse, it's Mama on the war path.

Brother Bear: Climbing the stairs.

Sister Bear: Stomping along the hall.

Brother Bear: Pounding on the door.

Brother Bear and Sister Bear: [sing-songy] ♪ Come in. ♪

Mama Bear: THAT DOES IT! THAT DOES IT! NOW HEAR THIS! I WANT THIS ENTIRE ROOM! AND FOR STARTERS, I WANT THIS FLOOR PICKED UP! PICKED UP CLEAN...! AND I WANT IT DONE IN EXACTLY...! FIFTEEN SECONDS!

Brother Bear and Sister Bear: [told they are supposed to tidy up their messy room in 15 seconds] Fifteen seconds?!

Mama Bear: [angrily leaves the room and gives the cubs a chance to clean their room; and her mark is "15 seconds" to clean it up] YOU HEARD ME, "FIFTEEN SECONDS"!

[As Mama is in her rocking chair and reading her book, she is keeping track of the time after giving the cubs her 15 second mark to clean their bedroom before she shows up again]

Mama Bear: [sits in her rocking chair and reads a book] Fifteen seconds?! [looks at her watch, showing that it has passed] TIME'S UP! [zips out of her rocking chair]

[Mama's footsteps bang into the hallway floor again. She has the plan that some of Brother and Sister's favorite things are going in the trash if their room is not cleaned up yet. Some of them are might go in the trash or throwaway box if the cubs have not yet cleaned it up]

The Terrible Termite

Terrible Termite: My friends call me the Terrible Termite... that is, if I had any friends...

Too Much Birthday

Papa Bear, Brother Bear and the cubs: [singing to Sister a happy birthday song; a tune of "London Bridge Is Falling Down"] ♪ Happy birthday, Sister Bear, ♪

♪ Sister Bear, Sister Bear. ♪

♪ Happy birthday, Sister Bear. ♪

♪ We all love you! ♪

Learn About Strangers

Mama Bear: Sister wasn't tattling, tattling is just to be mean, Sister told us what happened because she loves you and she was worried.

Brother Bear: You think that guy was a bad apple?

Mama Bear: Probably not.

Sister Bear: That's right, but you have to be careful, just in case.

In the Dark

[During the night, Sister's fear of the dark causes disruption as the cubs' bedroom light keeps getting switched on and off...]

Sister Bear: Help!

[The lights go on]

Brother Bear: Can't sleep.

[The lights go off]

Sister Bear: Help!

[The lights go on again]

Brother Bear: Can't sleep.

[The lights go off again]

Sister Bear: Help!

[The lights go on yet again]

Brother Bear: Can't sleep!

[The lights go off yet again]

Sister Bear: Help!

[The lights go on]

Brother Bear: Can't sleep...

Sister Bear: I heard it! It went... [moaning like a ghost] ...ooooohhh, oooooohhhh, oooohhh!

Papa Bear: [looking down at Brother] Well, there better not be anymore "ooh ooh ooh", or else it's going to be followed by some "ow, ow, ow!"

Forget their Manners

Mama Bear: Oh, for goodness sake! Where are your manners?!

Papa Bear: [interrupts] Your Mama, she is absolutely right!

Mama Bear: Thanks for your comment, Papa. But interrupting is number 3 on the rude chart. And the penalty is dusting the room.

[She hands Papa the feather duster. Instead of saying "Please" and "thank you", Papa tries to argue back]

Mama Bear: You did not say, "Thank you for the duster". I am afraid that means after you are finished dusting the room, you have to sweep the front steps (and that is penalty number 1).

Sister Bear: [reading the chart] Rude noises, what does that mean?

Papa Bear: Oh you know, [blows raspberry]

Mama Bear: Penalty number 7!

Papa Bear: [names the penalty for the 7th rule; as shown on the "Bear Family Politeness Plan" rule list] WEED THE GARDEN!?

[So far, Papa has broken three rules. The first rule he broke was interrupting which was for number 3, the second he broke was not saying "Please" and "Thank you" when Mama handed him the duster and that was for number 1, and the third was making rude noises and that is for number 7. According to the list, Papa has to dust the downstairs, sweep the front steps, and pull the weeds from the garden]

Brother Bear: Boy, if we're not careful, we're going to be doing some of those chores too.

Papa Bear: [after accidentally crashing the car] WHY THAT PINHEADED FIDDLEBRAIN!

Sister Bear: Papa...?! That is name calling! (And it's number 4 on the rude chart!)

Mama Bear: (Penalty number 4!) You know what the penalty for that is!

Papa Bear: The worst one of all! [names the penalty for the 4th rule; that is, if you were caught name calling] Cleaning the entire cellar!

[This becomes the fourth rule that Papa broke from the rude chart. It was "name calling" and it was number 4. Before that, early from the episode, he broke four rules; interrupting, forgetting a "Please" and "Thank you", and rude noises. The penalties for the other three was dusting the downstairs, sweeping the front steps, and pulling the weeds. Now he was caught name calling and the penalty is cleaning the entire cellar]

The Truth

Papa Bear: [sees that Mama's lamp is completely broken] HOLY CATFISH! WHAT HAPPENED TO MAMA'S LAMP?!

Get in a Fight

Sister Bear: Oh yeah?! Well, you are the one who is dopey, Brother Bear! BECAUSE WHILE YOU SIT THERE LIKE A CLAUD, I AM GETTING INTO THE BATHROOM BEFORE YOU AND LOCKING THE DOOR!

[Sister runs off to the bathroom and locks the door behind Brother]

Sister Bear: Well, I like that. Some unauthorized person has been using my modeling clay.

[Sister squishes the dinosaur clay into a lump of clay after Brother hid his trucks and planes so Sister would not reach them]

Brother Bear: Oh! It took me a week to make those! [goes to the jigsaw puzzle] What about my jigsaw puzzle that some little twerp has been putting together?

[Brother knocks down the puzzle pieces, everything tumbling down the floor]

Sister Bear: YOU NO-GOOD RAT! I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THAT PUZZLE FOR TWO WHOLE WEEKS!

Brother Bear: What about my clay dinosaurs? I was working on that for a school project!

Sister Bear: OH, YEAH? WELL, MY CLAY IS MY CLAY AND YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT!

Brother Bear: I have every right! You're always using my stuff: my skateboard, my hockey stick, my...!

Sister Bear: NEVER MIND ABOUT YOUR STUFF, YOU NO GOOD SWORD HEAD!

Brother Bear: You're the sword head, you little silly nit-wit!

Sister Bear: WHY, YOU OVERGROWN, YOU JUST SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

Brother Bear: WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!

Papa Bear: What in the world is going on here? I WANT THAT SHOUTING STOPPED THIS INSTANT! UNDERSTAND?!

Sister Bear: IT'S ALL HIS FAULT! HE CALLED ME NAMES!

Brother Bear: ALL MY FAULT?! IT IS ALL HER FAULT?!

Papa Bear: [roars in frustration] I DON'T CARE WHO STARTED IT! I WANT THIS FIGHTING INTRIGUING STOPPED! STOPPED, YOU HEAR ME?!

The Trouble with Friends

Lizzie: Sister's mad, and I'm glad!

Sister Bear: Lizzie-Lizzie in a tizzy!