Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers (TV Series)

Seer No Evil (1989)

Tress MacNeille: Chip, Gadget, Cassandra, Boy

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Quotes 

• Gadget : If they'd straightened the angle out on that last curve, we'd have seen some real speed.

  Chip : That fake speed was plenty for me, Gadget.

• Dale : Let's us find the Cosmic Jackhammer first, and then go on the Jerk'n'Whirl.

  Chip : Right. Just as soon as my stomach gets off that last ride.

• Chip : I think this is silly.

  Gadget : Well, I'm curious.

  Cassandra : And I am Cassandra.

• Cassandra : [to Zipper causing him to blush and laugh]  I see you just as handsome as ever.

  Monterey Jack : And you're as pretty as a plate full of parmesean, Cassie.

• Cassandra : They want I should tell them their fortunes.

  Dale : Gosh, that's ESP.

  Chip : More like E Z Guess.

• Cassandra : So, you do not believe in the future, hm?

  Chip : The future? Ha! I'll believe it when I see it.

• Cassandra : Monterey Jack, you will shortly get a pink fur coat.

  Monterey Jack : Uh, well, not quite in line with me fashion sense.

• Cassandra : Monterey gets a pink coat and you get a tall dark stranger.

  Gadget : A tall dark stranger? Golly!

  Chip : [to Dale]  I don't like the sound o'that.

• Cassandra : And one of you will fly.

  Chip : Let me guess.

  [glances at Zipper] 

• [entering the carnival's fun house] 

  Gadget : Careful, Monty! That staircase looks...

  [the steps flatten, sending Monty tumbling to the floor below] 

  Gadget : ...suspicious. Remember, this is a fun house.

  Monterey Jack : [sitting up, dazed]  Yeah? So when does the fun start?

• Monterey Jack : [as he and the other Rangers look at Chip's hat which Zipper has just pulled out from under the treasure chest]  She didn't mean an elephant's trunk.

  Gadget : [gasps]  She meant elephant, then trunk!

  [Tears well up in her eyes] 

  Gadget : Oh, Chip!

  Monterey Jack : [comforting Gadget as she and Dale start to cry]  He wouldn't listen. It was the predictions.

  Chip : [offscreen]  Well, *I've* got a prediction for you.

  Monterey Jack : Chip? One side, mates!

  [He pushes the trunk aside, and Chip emerges from a hole in the floor, still very much alive] 

  Chip : I predict I'll never go to a fortune-teller again.