    I burped!   |
| It would be better if I'd never been born. |
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| Poof! |
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| Ben - why are we in the Tuckerville train station? |
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| Hey...what's that? |
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| York?! That's the name of my cat-nemesis! |
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| You've been given a great gift, Tucker - a chance to see what life would be like without you. |
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| Ben, we must be in Tuckerville - there is the MickelTuckergate Bar! No, Tucker - this is the MickelCATgate Bar. |
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| Stocks!? But, I outlawed stocks! (even bizarrely large ones) (Sigh.) Tucker, you never outlawed stocks because you were never born! |
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| I need to go to Martini's, Ben. |
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Oh, and Nick, my little friend here would like mulled wine, heavy on the cinnamon and light on the cloves. |
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| Out you two pixies go, through the door or out the window! |
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| Pixies? Either I'm off my nut or he is, Ben! |
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| And what's with all the cats? |
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| They are everywhere! |
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| Well, Tucker, every cat on the street thrived because... |
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| ...you weren't here to scare them away. |
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| I've heard of things like this, Ben. You've got me in some kind of spell or something. |
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| Are you my Mother? |
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| Mother, don't you remember me? I'm your son Tucker. |
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| I've never had a son named Tucker! (Plus, you have too many legs.) Get out of here before I call the police! |
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| Ben, take me to see Mary. |
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| You're not going to like it, Tucker. |
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| Why did you bring me here? |
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| Where is Mary? |
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| Tucker, because you weren't around to reject plastics and ground floors, Mary became a nun. |
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| Oh, Mary! |
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| I completely bummed out. Help me, Ben. Get me back. |
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| Strange, isn't it? Each dog's life touches so many other lives. |
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| Remember - no dog is a failure who has friends. |
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