Jake: Cheddar! Uh, my fluffy boy! I've missed you so.
Frank: All right, put up your hands. I'm gonna tap you down.
Jake: There's no need for that. I have the drive. Just take it.
Frank: Thanks. I'm still gonna pat you down.
Jake: Be my guest, but you're not gonna find anything.
Frank: Here's a gun.
Jake: Whoops.
Frank: And another gun.
Jake: I forgot about that one too.
Frank: So, the Professor's got two guns on him, and he's wearing a fake beard.
Jake: Oh, please don't rip it off. It hurts so much.