Gru: Your dog has been leaving little bombs in my yard, and I do not appreciate it.
Fred McDade, neighbor: Oh, sorry. You know dogs... they go where everywhere they wanna go.
Gru: Unless they're dead.
Fred McDade:....
Gru: I'm joking! Oh, though it is true. Anyway, have a good one.
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[shoots a Minion with the fart gun, knocking him out]
Gru: No, no, no. I said dart gun, not-....aaagghhhokay.
Dr. Nefario: Oh! Yes. 'Cause I was wondering... under what circumstances would we use this?
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Gru: As you can see, I've provided everything a child might need.