Scene: Pablo's repair shop. The cat stands in the workroom, waiting to get his car.

Text:


Pablo: There you go, my friend. It gonna smell like sulphur for awhile, and the back end is a little higher than the front, but it's the best we could do.
Pablo holds up a weird looking machine part.
Pablo: See this dirty thing? This is what happened to your mounting joints!
Cat: You're not even holding a real car part!
Pablo: See, amigo? You're driving around with bad parts. Muy malo.