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Chief: That kid is gonna get us all put to sleep. Euthanized. We won't find the dog, but we will die trying.
Rex: Not a bad way to go.
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Chief: Rex! King! Duke! Boss! You made it!
Rex: What happened to you?
Chief: I took a bath.
Rex: What, he's got soap?
Chief: Just a little.
Rex: You're too fluffy.
Chief: We played fetch.
Rex: With a stick?
Chief: With a hunk of rubber radiator tubing.
Rex: And you brought it back to him?
Chief: Yeah. He's a good boy.
Rex: Don't you tell me that! I was the one that tried to make you be loyal to him in the first place!
Chief: Stop, *stop*! This is the rendevous! Where's that trash-tram taking you?
Rex: You think we booked this flight through a travel agent? We were fighting for our lives in a high-velocity trash-processor while you were getting scrubbed and brushed!
Chief: Jump!
Rex: Where?
Chief: Here!
Rex: When?
Chief: Now!
Rex: Why?
Chief: *What*?
Edward Bursch
Extended Reading
