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Come back here. Come here. Get off the couch. Come on. You're makin' a mess. Come on. Get off! Come on. Hey! Get off! Get. Ow! No, no. Be careful. Watch the feet! Watch the feet! Aah! I'm never gonna play the violin again. What are you doin'? Ow! Oh! Oh, that must hurt. You're in the picture. Back it off. Step out of the way, okay? Watch your back.

Well. How high?

You ain't got the time!

Phil? Get that fan out, would you? Boom. Pick up the boom. Little more with the fan. Get somebody in there and see if you've got a part. You're all set now on what you're supposed to do, huh? Okay. Terrific. The boat's gonna rock a little bit, so don't let that throw you, okay?

Yeah. Don't go overboard. Okay. Terrific. I want it on the record, Herb. I'm shooting this under protest. It's out of sync. I'm getting nothing but flicker. In France they call that "artistic". As Truffaut would say, "formidable". "Formidable". Okay. Let's go. Let's go. Stand by for picture! Give me a bell! Isn't that pretty? They're so pretty. Isn't that Lord Byron's house? I think so. I love his poetry. It's beautiful. Oh, look! Look at that one. This is great. Oh, look over there. It's so pretty. All right. The dog isn't rabid. But any time in the last 10 days, Molly could have pressed charges.

Now, she didn't, but you're not gonna be that lucky the next time. What do you mean, "next time"?

Give me those. Give me that! Give me that!

There will be a next time! You've got yourself an attack dog! Oh, hi. Can I call you right back? I don't know what you're talking about, Roland. Come on, Julie.

A dog trained by professionals to attack people. You have got to have him killed. Will you stop talking about killing him? Listen to me. Molly wasn't his first victim. Now, she certainly isn't gonna be his last. Please, darling, just take him down to the pound right now. It will be over in seconds. Do you know how they kill those dogs? I was there! I saw it! Now, wait a second! You don't compare him to those animals! They are innocent! Now, that dog has got to be stopped before he kills somebody!

Well, in my book, your experiment is a howling success.

That dog is sick! Then he should be cured.

No! Roland, let me call you right back.

Darlin', the people that made him sick made him permanently sick! Then they should be put to sleep, not the dog! Aw, come on, Julie, you got a four-legged time bomb! So let's say somebody trained him to be an attack dog. Let's just say that. There's gotta be a place where they retrain these dogs, and I'll find that place, that's all! Julie, now you listen to me. Jesus H. Christ.

Julie, that son of a bitch is ready to attack me right now.

A dog trained by professionals to attack people.

He's not gonna hurt you. NobodyNobody can retrain him and guarantee him 100% safe. Nobody can do that. You made your point, Roland. He's my responsibility. Goddamn it, Julie! He could attack anybody. Bullshit! Nobody's gonna kill him! I'm calling the cops, or I'm gonna get chewed up trying. There's gotta be somebody who can help him. Stay there! Shana. Shana. Shh, shh, shh, shh. Come on, Shana! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Stay. Stay. Stay. Stay. Can I help you? Uh, a-are you Mrs. Carruthers? No, I'm Martine Dawson. I'm looking for Mr. Carruthers. Across the road. Little green house on your left-hand side. What? Quit. No can do, Mr. Driscoll. Too risky.