Chopper! Sic'em, boy! Now he said, "Sic'em, boy!" But what I heard was, "Chopper! Sic...

Milo: Chopper! Sic'em, boy! The Writer: Now he said, "Sic'em, boy!" But what I heard was, "Chopper! Sic balls!" Gordie: [Chopper turns out to be a small golden retriever] *That's* Chopper? Teddy: Ha ha ha! Come on, Choppy! Bite my ass, Choppy! Bite my ass! Bite shit. Come on, Choppy! Sic balls, Choppy! Milo: Stop teasing that dog, you hear me! Stop teasing him! Sonny, I'm gonna beat your ass, teasing my dog like that! Teddy: Yeah? I'd like to see you climb over this fence and get me, fat ass! Milo: Don't you call me that, you little tin weasel peckerwood looney's son. Teddy: What did you call me? Milo: I know who you are. You're Teddy Duchamp. Your dad's a looney. A looney up in the nuthouse in Togus. He took your ear and he put it to a stove and burnt it off. Teddy: My father stormed the beach at Normandy. Milo: He's crazier than a shithouse rat. No wonder you're acting the way you are with a looney for a father. Teddy: You call my dad a looney again, I'll kill you. Milo: Looney, looney, looney! Teddy: I'm gonna rip your head off and shit down your neck!

Chopper, sic him! Sic him, boy! Now he said, Sic him boy. But what I heard was, Chopper, sic balls. That's Chopper? Chopper was my first lesson in the vast difference between myth and reality. Come on, Choppie. Kiss my ass, Choppie. Choppie. Kiss my ass. Come on, bite shit. Go on, Choppie. Sic balls, Choppie. You kids, stop teasing that dog! You hear me? Stop teasing him! Sonny, I'm gonna beat your ass, teasing my dog like that! Yeah, I'd like to see you try and climb over this fence and get me, fat ass! Don't you call me that! You little tin-weasel peckerwood loony's son! What did you call me? I know who you are. You're Teddy Duchamp. Your dad's a loony. A loony up in the nuthouse at Togus. He took your ear, and he put it to a stove and he burned it off. My father stormed the beach at Normandy. He's crazier than a shithouse rat. No wonder you're acting the way you are, with a loony for a father. You call my dad a loony again, and I'll kill you. Loony, loony, loony. I'm gonna rip your head off and shit down your neck. No, I'm gonna kill him! You come on and try it, you little slimy bastard. He wants you to go over there so he can beat the piss out of you and then take you to the cops. You watch your mouth, smart guy. Let him do his own fighting. Sure, you only outweigh him by 500 pounds, fat ass. I know your name. You're Lachance. I know all you guys. And all your fathers are gonna get a call from me. Except for the loony up in Togus. I'm gonna kill you! I'm going to kill you. I'll show you. Get him away from that man. You little foul-mouthed whoremaster. You son of a bitch! You come back here. Come back here, you hear me? Nobody ranks out my old man. Come back here. My father stormed the beach at Normandy. I said come back here! He stormed the beach, you faggot! Come back here. We showed him. Thought we were a bunch of pussies. He ranked my old man. I wondered how Teddy could care so much for his dad who'd practically killed him