Puppy Girl: YAY! Mama's opening the door! Potty time! I reeeeeeally need to pee!
Puppy Dog: What the hell is this?
Puppy Girl: I heard Mama and Dada talking. It's a fence.
Puppy Dog: What?
Puppy Girl: Oooooh, that feels good... What?
Puppy Dog: I said: 'What?'
Puppy Girl: No, I said What.
Puppy Dog: Oh, for God's sake! What's the fence for?
Puppy Girl: They said it's for the grass.
Puppy Dog: That's ridiculous. It's not on the grass. It's on the path.
Puppy Girl: I dunno. You better hurry up and go potty. Mama's calling us.
Puppy Dog: I can't go potty. My potty place is over there.
Puppy Girl: Too bad. You can't get there. You'll just have to potty here on the bark like I do.
Puppy Dog: This is ridiculous! I refuse to go potty there. That is your potty place. My potty place is on the grass. The nice, soft, damp grass. Wait. Maybe I can get under the fence over here--- No. Maybe over there? No. Maybe around the end here...
Puppy Girl: It's not gonna werrrrr-herrrrrk!
Puppy Dog: Screw this. Unlike you, I'm a big boy. I can hold it. I'm not going potty. I'm going to bed.
Puppy Girl: Too bad for you, then.
Puppy Dog: Dammit!
Puppy Girl: HAHA! Mama sent you outside again, didn't she? You'll have to go potty now!
Puppy Dog: Shut up. You're so annoying.
Puppy Girl: You're so annoying!
Puppy Dog: How come your potty place doesn't have a fence around it? So unfair! I hate you!
Puppy Girl: I hate YOU!
Puppy Dog: Oh, shut up.
Puppy Girl [gasping in horror] : Are you going potty against the fence?
Puppy Dog: Yes. It's as close to my potty spot as I can get.
Puppy Girl: You're going to get into truh-hubble!
Puppy Dog: Shut up. Mama wasn't looking.
Puppy Girl: I'm gonna tell! Mama! MAMA!
Puppy Dog: I can't tell you how much I hate you.
Puppy Girl: Mama's busy. She's going potty.
Puppy Dog: HAH! So there!
Puppy Girl: You're so naughty!
Puppy Dog: Just shut up!
Puppy Girl: No, YOU shut up!
Puppy Dog: No, YOU-- wait, forget this. I'm going to bed.