(Oswald gets a bike from his dad after Lewis fell for the scam.)
Lewis: Can't put a price on that kind of happiness. Oh wait--$8,000! (Picks up phone)
Oswald: The bike isn't the best part. Now, I really have a dad.
Lewis (pause): Crap. (Hangs up phone)
Oswald: What's the problem?
Lewis: This little red bitch in my chest, that's what's the problem!
Oswald: Little Red Bitch--what a great name for my bike!