Homer: Son, there was something I was going to give you at the end of this trip, but since we may not survive, I want you to have it now. Bart: A real Swiss Army knife! Cool! Homer: I stole it from that Borgnine guy. (Scene switches to the other campers confronted with a bear.) Ernest Borgnine: Don't worry, kids! I'll take care of him with my trusty (searches for his knife)er, er, um, er, uh, hmm.
Homer: Oh, what does it matter? We're doomed! Ned: (Sees a seagull) Wrong, we're saved! Seagulls always stay near land! They only go out to sea to die! (The seagull squawks as it lands in the water and dies.) Homer: Woo-hoo! See that, boy?! Your old man was right, not Flanders! We are doomed! (Points to Ned) In your face, Flanders!