Cory: Hey, Dean. You won't believe it, man. We were chopping down trees, right?
Hampton: And a copperhead came up from under the log!
Norman: Then Mr. Long cut it in half with the hatchet!
Cory: But, listen, the head was still wiggling.
Norman: Then a hawk flew down, grabbed it, and carried it away.
Cory: If it wasn't for my dad, we'd all be dead from that snake. And Norman would have been carried off by the hawk. [Norman sighs]