[He could have knocked and waited for somebody to let him in, but the thought just never crossed his mind.]

Ohhh yeah, great idea, Jack! Why keep all the animal shit in the living room when---when you can have it in the garage too? You're really on to something there. That's---whatever, bring your raccoon.

[It's not like it's his garage. In any case, he'll pick up his sack of parts and head on over to the garage.]