Clancy: Kid, you must stop pooping on the patio. That is not permitted and it’s gross!
Percy: What difference does it make? It’s outside. I had to poop in my crate for 5 years            and nobody cared.

 Clancy: Well, Kid, she won’t like it. You’re home now forget the past. I always went
at the  bottom of the yard. Didn’t want everyone seeing my business. And another thing               you bark too much! And too loud! 
Percy: Man, I had to keep my trap shut for 5 years. The other dogs in the hood do it.
Why can’t I?

 Clancy: Some barking is okay, Kid, but you go over the top. Plus, you bark at everyone
that comes into her house. That’s tacky. I only barked at the doorbell and quit. These are  her friends, you must welcome them. 
Percy: But I’m protecting her and our place. 

Clancy: Kid, you have no class. You’re blue-collar, street smart. I was certified.
I went to school to earn my vest. I know what’s appropriate you don’t! 
 Percy:  Yeah, well that’s me, I’m a survivor. 

Clancy: Do you need all that petting? You follow her into the bathroom and demand it.
Percy: Yes, I need it. For five years no one touched me. She likes it and it feels so good. You got attention from day one as a pup. Let me enjoy the ride.