Wednesdays 10:00 PM on FX
Wilfred

What about your boss's suicide? I mean someone ate his brains. That's twisted. Did they find who did that, by the way?

Jenna: Could you ever forgive me?
Ryan: I do everything else for ya.

Ryan: I'm returning the cats. There's no reason to keep them.
Wilfred: Dude, I was literally just about to kill them.

I will not rest until every cat in Venice is dead. And then I will move to my ultimate goal of making earrings out of the bronze testicles of every postal worker in the greater Los Angeles area.

Ryan

Imagine how hilarious I'd look wearing a full-bodied animal suit.

Ryan: Maybe there will be a feel good ending, like all the cats are found safe.
Wilfred: Or sex-butchered by a psychopath.

Tits, let's move.

Rob

Nice job, Squishy T.

Rob

Ryan: Wilfred, these are pets. People will be looking for them.
Wilfred: They're cats Ryan. No one cares.

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