- Wilfred: Why won't you tell me about Sneakers?
- Ryan Newman: Because I killed him! Okay? I killed him.
- Wilfred: Well. That's a relief.
- Wilfred: All right. I've been thinking it over, and I know what happened last night. After I went to sleep, you somehow managed to plant some sort of homo chip planted in my brain.
- Ryan Newman: Okay. You caught me. Let's go to the vet and get that removed.