Wile grunts as he bench presses the 350 pound weights in the basement. As he reaches up the 8th rep, he puts the stone weights back onto the rack.
Meanwhile…
Ralph was outside of their house, coming to visit Wile and this will be his final time.
The red-nosed wolf knocks on the front door, only to be greeted by Willow.
"Hey…is uh, Wile here?" He asks.
"Yeah, he is. I'll go get him." Willow replies back, in actuality, she is helping Wile by setting Ralph up for the scheme because her and Wile knew or found out that he was the one who poisoned their son.
"He's coming up."
Wile walks up the stairs, to greet Ralph. He plays along with Ralph's friendly attitude.
"Come on in."
Ralph walks in to their house, not knowing that he is going to be next on Wile's kill count list.
"So Ralph, how's life treating you?" The coyote asks.
"Fine, I guess." Ralph replies, sitting down in the sofa.
"Do you need anything to eat or drink?"
"Water would be good." Ralph answered.
Wile gets out from his seat and walks over to the kitchen. The coyote opens a small drawer with drugs in pill bottles, he retrieves a small bottle of dissolving sleeping pills.
"Would you like any ice in your water?" The coyote asks as he opens the lid.
"Yeah that would be fine!" Ralph replies back from the other side of the room.
Wile pours out the whole bottle of pills into the drink, they turned into dust particles. Floating around in the surface of the water, he stirs it up with a spoon to where they turn completely invisible and then mixes it up with ice.
Wile walks over to Ralph with the drink in his hand, he hands it over to the wolf and watches him guzzle it.
5 minutes later…
"Ugh, I don't feel so good." Ralph said, rubbing his head.
"What is it?" Wile asked, pretending to care.
"Is it something you ate?"
"I don't know." Ralph replies, he starts yawn and felt drowsy. The drugs were kicking in.
"Thank…you…for…l…e…t…t…i…ng..me vissssiiittt youuu-" Ralph said in a slurred voice as saliva drools from his mouth. The wolf approaches the front door, about to leave. Instead, he falls flat on his face and passes out.
Wile drags the knocked out cold wolf outside into his back yard.
The coyote gently places the sleeping wolf on his back. The coyote sharpens the bush axe blade. Wile loads his gun and puts it in its holster on his hip, in case Ralph somehow tries to flee. He sits by Ralph for some time, waiting for him to wake up.