[Peter has a ACME firework-type rocket strapped to his back. Brian is holding a lighter.]
Light it, Brian!
Peter, I don't wanna do this.
Do it, Brian. It's the only way I'm gonna catch that bird.
Roadrunner [offscreen]: Meep-meep!
Here he comes! Light it!!
[After the Roadrunner zips by, Brian lights the rocket, sending Peter soaring through Cleveland's house, destroying it and revealing Cleveland in his second-floor bath tub and the now-overweighted Cleveland Jr. sitting on the second-floor toliet.]
No, no, no, no, no, noooo! [His tub crashes with him in it as Cleveland Junior closes his eyes to not watch but the toilet stays intact.] Doggone it! That's it! No more! I'm tired of being kicked around by this world!
Brian [offscreen]: I'm sorry, Cleveland.
It's all right.
I tried to stop him...
I don't blame you, Brian! You a dog! A DOG!!



