Sydney and his propensity to leap to the worst conclusions about Jarod

Sydney: Jarod is trying to tell me something here. It’s more than a simple question of chickens and roads with him. He’s leaving me a breadcrumb.

Broots: Don’t you mean chicken feed?

Miss Parker: Shut up, Broots. So what is Colonel Sanders trying to say, Syd?

Sydney: I don’t know, but it worries me. Animals crossing roads tend to be run over by vehicles. Is he warning me that he is about to try something dangerous? But he couches it as a question. He is unsure of something, questioning his own reasons…questioning his own existence?

Broots [horrified]: You think he’s suicidal?

Sydney: We have to find him, before it’s too late.

Miss Parker: Did it ever occur to you, Doctor Worst-Case-Scenario, that the chicken might just have been trying to get away from its psychiatrist?