Keith: … and then someone tried to shoot my bagel.
Carrie: Why would anyone bother?
Keith: What are you talking about?
Carrie: Why would anyone shoot your bagel?
Keith: Not my bagel, my bagel.
Carrie: Your bagel?
Keith: No, my bagel.
Carrie: Your bagel.
Keith: No, my bagel. Bagel, bagel, bagel.
Carrie: I don’t understand your story. Is this a drug thing?
Keith: My bagel! My hunting dog!
Carrie: Your beagle?
Keith: Yes, my bagel! What the fuck is wrong with you?