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I don't know, it's not exactly formal.

It's my backyard.

You're sure Jenna's okay with me coming?

Amanda, you're my girlfriend.

Oh, so you're already telling people we're back together again.

Yep. People know.

Hey, Ryan, could you remind the DJ about the couples' toast?

Sure. Couples' toast?

It's kind of a family tradition.

After Drew and I have our dance, couples hold hands...

...raise them high and yell, "Happiness!"

Looks like mommy's getting shitfaced tonight. Yes, she is.

No, no, no! We cannot sit cousin Ed next to the Barishes.

Legally. The Barishes have a young son.

These are all wrong!

- Wilfy! Wilfy! - Wilfred!

Aah! Don't touch me!

Sorry.

I asked Drew to clip his nails, but I guess he didn't.

You mind? I don't want him scratching anyone.

- Oh, no, no, no. - Please?

He's really skittish and you're the only person he'll trust.

Aah!

I didn't even clip it yet.

You were going to.

Yeah, well, that's what we're doing here.

What's wrong, Wilfred? ls there something you're not telling me?

I don't know, Ryan.

Is there something you're not telling me?

You know, don't you?

You're damn right I know.

When were you planning on letting me in on this little secret?

This changes everything. Ow!

I'm not even holding the clippers.

Look, Wilfred, I love Amanda, and she loves me.

I haven't told her about you and everything else yet...

...but I'm going to. I'm just working up to it.

Wait. You and Amanda are back together?

So you didn't know?

How would I? I haven't seen Amanda since the day you broke up.

Then what the hell is going on?

That's funny...

...because I would like to ask you the same question.

What? Just a drawing I did when I was a kid.

So that's your family? Yeah.

Who's the dog?

That's Sneakers.

Not that dog.

This dog.

I don't know.

Where did you get this? I found it...

...in your childhood scrapbook.

Well, that's impossible.

You just said it was your drawing.

Well, I guess I was wrong.

Ryan, I'm only 7-years-old.

This picture's at least 20.

What aren't you telling me?

I have to get ready for the wedding. I don't have time for games.

This isn't a game. I need answers, Ryan.

Who am I?

What am I?

Okay, you wanna know the truth?

I've never seen that drawing before, but...

...I do know about the plan.

The plan?

You don't know?

No, no, of course I know about the plan.

Oh, my God.

You really don't know, do you?

Ryan...

Please?

This has all happened before.

You're not the first Wilfred, Wilfred.

There have been hundreds. Maybe thousands.

Every time you die, you get resurrected.

I guess I always thought there was something different about me.

Something special.

I didn't know what.

Because you weren't supposed to.

None of you were.

What is my... Our purpose?

No one knows for sure, but...

...the prophecy SENS...

...that all will be revealed by the final five Cylons.

Cylons?

Battlestar Galactica.

What did you think of the ending? Frak you, Ryan!

Come on, Wilfred, admit it. You drew that picture.

I don't know what you're up to, but I'm not falling for it.

I did not draw that picture.

Well, I don't believe you.

Wilfred, your nails.

Hey.

You look incredible. Thanks.

You will look amazing once I fix this.

The wedding party is assembling, Ryan.

Wilfred, hi.

Sorry, I guess all these people are making him nervous.

That's all right. He was sweet with me the other day.

The other day?

Wilfred saw you?

Yeah, I was at, uh, Jenna and Drew's dropping off a gift.

They weren't home, but Wilfred and I sat on the front porch.

It was so lovely.

I think he's really happy we're back together.

Stay two steps behind...

...and do not let my tail touch the ground. Wilfred.

If a single hair touches a blade of that grass, I will cut your dick off.

You think I don't have a pair of dick shears? I do.

Now smile, you lying bastard.

You're the liar.

You saw Amanda a few days ago.

No, I didn't.

Dennis, I'm so glad to see you.

She told me.

That's why you drew that picture...

...so I'd think I was too crazy to be in a relationship.

You don't want me to be happy.

For the last time, I did not draw that picture.

Why would I do that?

Why do you do anything?

To mess with my head. You're trying to ruin my life, aren't you?

If I wanted to ruin your life, Ryan, I wouldn't do it with crayons.

Goddamn it! Wilfy. Shh.

Tony. Big T. Tony baloney.

That was not Tony.

Hey. James?

Hey, are you getting married today?

Just hosting. Oh.

What are you doing here?

Ah. It can wait.

Actually, it can't. Come here.

Is everything okay?

It's about the guy you used to work with, Kevin Jesquire.

Your dad is representing him, right?

Yeah. I still can't believe he sold our company secrets.

He was framed.

What? By who?

James?

Our investigators turned up a wire transfer from Kanner-Mckay...

...for $10.2 million into an offshore account...

...in your name. What?

James? Hey.

Oh, my God, I didn't know you were gonna be here, heh.

Oh.

This is so great. You can be my date.

Here, hold my baby. What? Huh?

Yeah, get a feel for him.

I'm gonna go get us some champagne. What? Hey, hey, hey.

This is some kind of mistake.

No, dude, this is not a mistake.

Look, I know you would never do this, and so does your dad.

But by law, he has to hand over all information to the authorities by tomorrow.

You're gonna need a really good lawyer, Ryan. Your dad wants to help.

I didn't do this, anything.

Well, somebody did. It's a setup.

Someone is trying to ruin my life.

Ryan. I can't believe this.

You framed me? Whoa! Whoa!

What are you talking about? You sold my company's secrets...

...and put the money in an offshore account in my name. They're gonna put me in jail.

Company secrets? Offshore accounts? I don't know how to do that stuff.

You knew my credit card to order your meat club.

That was amazon.com, Ryan.

One-click shopping. They make it very easy.

Why would you do this to me? I didn't.

Then who did? And I swear to God, if you say the postal service...

Oh, you think the postal service gives a shit about you?

They're too busy developing heartworm-deploying flea-borgs.

And delivering mail.

So then who?

What? Your father.

He's been trying to get you back. He offers you a job, you knocked it back.

Next thing you know, the company you work for is destroyed.

No, that's just a coincidence.

Oh, really? How did you find out about this offshore account?

My dad represents the guy accused of selling the formula.

Well, isn't that convenient?

Your father is the one who discovers the evidence that links you to the crime.

Suddenly, you need a lawyer. Suddenly, you need him.

He wouldn't... Wouldn't what, Ryan?

Manipulate you? Do whatever it takes to get you back under his control?

It's brilliant. It's bullshit.

When I left my dad's firm, it caused a huge embarrassing scandal for him.

The last thing he wants from me is more negative publicity.

Heh, nice try, Wilfred. It was you.

Christ, Ryan, think about it.

Sending you to jail, how would that benefit me?

Without you, I have no purpose.

I'm nothing.

It's like I don't even exist.

I feel like I've heard that before.

Because you know it's true.

Ryan, there is someone else to consider.

Someone who's been sabotaging you for years.

Someone who even tried to kill you once.

Me?

I would never... That's crazy.

Interesting choice of words.

Come on. I mean, don't you think I'd remember doing something like that?

There's a lot you don't remember.

I gotta be honest with you, Ryan.

I thought I was in control.

I thought I was calling the shots.

But what if it was you all along?

Why would I do this to myself?

I don't know, mate.

Maybe the person who doesn't want you to be happy...

...is you.

I thought I was getting better.

Mate, you know you don't have to tell her now.

She deserves to know.

There you are.

Sorry. Hosting stuff.

Everyone, please join the bride and groom...

...as they finish their first dance together.

You've done an amazing job. This wedding is beautiful.

Amanda, I have to tell you something.

I don't know how to say this. Ryan, you can tell me anything.

Wilfred talks to me.

And I talk to him.

We talk to each other. Like, real talking.

Full-on conversations.

Is this some kind of joke?

I wish it was.

It's hard to explain.

Everyone else sees a dog.

But when I look at him, I see something else.

I've kept this a secret for so long.

And I thought I could handle it, but I can't and I don't expect you to...

Ryan...

...Wilfred talks to me too.

I thought I was the only one.

Ever since that day you brought him into the office.

I tried to ignore him, tried to pretend it wasn't happening.

I was afraid I was losing my mind.

I can't believe this.

Yeah. After a while, I finally realized that he was here for a reason.

Ryan, there's so much darkness inside of me that I don't let anyone see.

But Wilfred, he seems to know everything about me...

...and I know it sounds crazy, but...

...he helps me.

I thought I was the only one too.

Ryan, don't you see?

We're meant to be together.

We don't have to be alone anymore.

I just don't understand why Wilfred never told me.

He never mentioned it to me, either.

Maybe it was a part of his plan.

What plan? He told me about it the day we broke up.

He told you he has a plan?

Yeah, I don't know all of the details, but you know Wilfred, he's so mysterious. Heh, heh.

He sure is.

So about his plan... I'll tell you all about it in Tahiti.

Tahiti?

Or Rio. I mean, wherever we wanna go.

I'm the one that sold the formula, Ryan.

$10.2 million.

You did that?

I did it for us.

Now we can be together forever.

Just like Wilfred promised.

She said what? You told her to sell the formula.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I can't.

I'm a dog, Ryan. I can't talk to people.

How many times do I have to tell you that?

Come.

Wilfred. I told Ryan everything. I hope you're not mad at me.

I don't know what she's talking about. Wilfred, come on. He's so silly.

Ryan, can she actually hear what I'm...? Wilfred, stop.

Ryan, I swear, there's no way she can hear me.

Amanda, what did Wilfred just say?

Yeah, Amanda, if you can hear me, tell me what I just said...

...you diseased bag of human garbage.

He said that the little bride and groom on top of the cake make him think of us.

No, he didn't.

I think that's what he said.

Sometimes it's hard for me to understand him with that French accent.

Okay. I think we're done here.

Amanda, you have to turn yourself in.

What? No, no, no, no, no.

When you broke up with me, you told me it was because of your job.

Well, now you never have to work again.

You framed Kevin.

An innocent man went to jail.

Innocent? He stole the jalapenos off my bagel.

Five times.

Kevin was a great man.

He gave me a belly rub when nobody else would.

A man died.

Jeremy killed himself.

I know, and I do feel really bad about that.

Are you ready for us to start our new life together?

Yeah.

Let me just say goodbye to some people.

Whoo!

Great party, Ryan. Whoo!

I had dinner reservations, like, 45 minutes ago.

Sorry. Listen, I know who framed me.

You do? Shit.

All right.

I'm your lawyer.

Don't talk to anybody.

I'm gonna call the FBI, we're gonna get this sorted out, okay?

Call a doctor too. A psychiatrist.

Excuse me.

Can I have everyone's attention over here, please?

Drew and I would like to honor our incredible host, Ryan Newman.

Ryan, we can't thank you enough.

You truly have made today the happiest day ever.

- Okay, single ladies. It's bouquet time. - Whoo!

Ryan, it's all happening.

Our life together is gonna be so... Wonderful.

It's all gonna be wonderful. Heh, heh.

How's Amanda?

She's being held for psychiatric evaluation.

She confessed to everything, so I'm in the clear.

I hope she gets the help that she needs.

If it makes you feel any better...

...I didn't see it coming either.

And I'm usually good at spotting the crazies.

Like me?

You're no crazier than anybody else.

Said the dog to the man.

You're not, Ryan.

How can you say that?

What's the difference between me and Amanda?

Some people can't handle Vegas.

You can.

What about that drawing? What about it?

The only thing that's given me comfort at all...

...is that deep down I assumed you had all the answers.

But if I really drew that picture when I was a kid...

...and you don't know what it means...

...well...

...we're on a plane with no pilot.

And that scares the shit out of me.

I drew the picture, Ryan.

I was just messing with your head, like I usually do.

I guess I took it too far.

Don't worry, mate.

You're in good hands.

Good night.