[In Dewey's imagination] Dewey, you're not allowed to have a dog, remember? We want you to be miserable.
[Lois comes in the kitchen and catches Dewey eating a meal meant for her and Hal, covering for his dog Marshmallow. Later on Hal is home confronting him]
I don't understand it! An entire roast, with your bare hands?! The–the–the–the salad, the potatoes, the–the green beans?! What do you have to say for yourself?
I was hungry, I guess.
This is great. Let's tell them about the dog and really nail his coffin shut.
Not yet. I have a hunch.
An entire stick of butter?!
Now, lets tell them now.
Wait for it.
Wait a sec. How could you eat a candle?
[Takes candle stick from Hal's hand and eats it.] I like candles. i think they're good.
[Lois is disgusted with him.]
That's it, you are going to the hospital and getting your stomach pumped.
You call that a collage. It is an insult to the craft. I can see paste come up from the top of the popsicle stick.
MMrs. Meekitjuk
I'm sorry, I have Arthritis.
That's it. You have just lost pudding for the whole group. Feel free to thank Mrs. Meekitjuk after I leave.
[The former commandant leaves and the other elderly residents starts despising him similar to Eric and the other Marlin cadets did.]
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