Annette: Yeah, we love Rickey, 'cause he's not some cute, stupid cartoon mouse like Mickey!
Ben: We love Rickey 'cause he's a rat, and he's real, and he's from Harlem!
slezeball: Yeah! Well, we love him 'cause he came up the hard way, just like Rocky, y'know?
Rat-Keteers: Yeah!
Stinky: Hey! Where IS Rickey?
Rat-Keteers: Yeah! We wanna see Rickey!
Bucky: Okay, Scumbo, Bring out Rickey!
Bucky: "Hiii, Rat-keteers!"
Rat-Keteers: HI, RICKEY!
Scumbo: Wait a minute, Bucky! This isn't the same Rickey from last week!
Stinky: Yeah, this doesn't look like Rickey!
Willard: Well, this ISN'T Rickey! Our Rickey had progressive tail mange!
Bucky: (groping for an alibi) Uh... well! Uh... yeah, that's right! Uh, this is... This is Rickey's twin brother, DICKEY! This is DICKEY Rat!
Rat-Keteers: Ohhhhh...
Scumbo: What happened to Rickey, Bucky?
Bucky: Uh, this week Rickey's been helping science!
Scumbo: Doing what?
Bucky: Testing cyclamates!
Ben: Is that where he is now?
Bucky: No, actually, he's... he's in rat hospital. And he says to say hello, and that you should all make Dickey here feel welcome!
slezeball: Wait a minute, what's wrong with, uhhh, Rickey?
Bucky: Well, he's got this... he's got this sort of little cyst on his little rat liver.
Bucky: Now, wait a minute, wait a minute, what did you expect on Anything Bad Can Happen Day? Come on! Snap out of it, Rat-keteers! Is... Hey, is anyone hungry for rat-snacks? Hmm? We've got eggshells, coffee grounds, glass shards, and tick larvae! How about you, Slezeball?