Mister Ed1958

Wilbur Post:
Ed, I've come to a decision. Having Sam living with us is causing nothing but trouble. I'm sorry, but I think it's about time you should ask Sam to leave.

Mister Ed:
You're too late. Sam's already gone. He just left to go back to the carnival.

Wilbur Post:
Why.

Mister Ed:
He said that he would rather be laughed at and made fun of then scared to death.

Wilbur Post:
Scared? What would scare him?

Mister Ed:
You, puching air matresses over him. Me, commanding model airplanes to buzz around and over his head. This whole neighborhood with the cars and traffic. He felt that the carnival is his home.

Wilbur Post:
Well... good. At least he feels better living there then here.

Mister Ed:
He didn't say "better". He said it was "safer".