Captain Holt: Was that the gems? Did you drop them?
Jake: That chair wasn't supposed to be there. Where'd they go?
Captain Holt: I can't see anything. Turn off the smoke. It's lucky I was prepared for you to fail. Now, I didn't wanna reveal him this early, but...
[high pitch whistle] Here he comes. Cheddar, Cheddar the Dog.
Jake: Yeah, we all knew he was coming. You don't have to make such a meal out of it.
Captain Holt: Go, Cheddar. Arcessere. Means fetch. Cheddar's been taking Latin.