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That old dog of yours is unusually powerful, Miss Sawyer.
You can call me Julie, you know. Ah, thanks. Well, Julie that means that I'm gonna have to be. Stronger and meaner to wear him down.
That's just the rock bottom beginning. I got to wear him down till he realizes it does him no good to attack me. And then he's cured? Oh, no.
No, I'm Martine Dawson.
Then comes the permanent reconditioning of his brain. Here. Now we move into step two. Of the procedure.
Tell ya what. use our panther.
What was step one? With the muzzle.
Maybe that way that'll stop bigots from investing hate and time into dogs like yours.
You better get in that cage next to him.
He would never hurt me. Would ya, huh? Get in the cage, please. I'm gonna make you learn. That it's useless to attack black skin. All right. There it is. See, it's not your enemy.
Listen. You're a single girl.
Not yet, huh?
I don't understand. One minute he. He's gentle as a lamb, and the next minute he's a monster.
Ah, it's a big molar.
He's not the monster. No, he was made into one by a two-legged racist. You know, I don't understand how that can happen. I. I really don't.