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Dwayne: Great! We're caught up in a tree thanks to a talking, literature quoting ex-circus bear.
Nick: Say... Now that you've eaten all our food, would you mind letting us down to find our friends?
Bear [Wallace]: Sorry, old sport, but that is out of the question. I've had a terribly lonely life since I left the circus. I've written three novels, sixty sonets, and twelve plays, and I've had no one to share them with... until now.
Nick: Something tells me we're going to be here a while...
Dwayne: <<GRRRRR...>>
Bear [Wallace]: "The Lint of My Navel," by Wallace T. Bruin. *AHEM*
{{We now know the bear's name is Wallace T. Bruin.}}
{{Also, this gag might be a reference to Vogon poetry, in Douglas Adams' book, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which has similar titles.}}

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