Fitz and Roostre in “Unfinished Business”

Who are you?

Name's Roostre, R double-O S T R E. Sometimes all in capitals, depending on if you're yellin' at me or not. So uh, you yellin'?

I ain't yellin'.

Well, not yet. See you've found footlong there!

Who's that?

Footlong! He's my homing dog, got a sense for radar and quaznit.

So... your corndog has radar. I knew it! But what would he want with radar?

What's anyone want with radar? Everything boy, mouse, whatever. You a mouse, or a...

Or what?

Or hell I don't know, just thought you were a mouse or something, I mean you look like a damn mouse. The mouse.

Maybe.

You know "radar" spelled backwards is "radar." Did'ja know that?

(wide open eyes, long pause)

You're thinking about it ain't ya.

Maybe.

What the hell?

Get me missile command ASAP.

Where in the hell does that damn mutt think he's going to?

Hold on you mangy smell hound, here it comes!

Fire!

Hey, uh, you want a beer, or do we need to get twelve?

Are you talking to me or this bird?