Porter
[The Wilsons arrive at checkpoint]
Can I help you folks?
Alice Wilson, John Wilson
Oh, yes, thank you.
Porter
Aw, is that your dog, son?
Jimmy Wilson
[looking at Scraps, Jimmy's dog]
Yes, his name is Scraps, and he's going to the moon with us.
Porter
Oh no. No dogs are allowed in the shuttle son. I'm afraid Scraps will have to be shot.
Jimmy Wilson
[pulls out a gun, shoots the dog and the dog falls to the floor] [shouts, bending toward his dog]
Scraps! He shot him! He shot Scraps!
Porter
[Jimmy's parents look horrified]
Just joking. Blanks, see? Scraps is fine.
[dog stands up and Porter, Alice and John Wilson are laughing]
