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[At the Butcher Shop] Mr. O'Bloat: Look. Is it wise for us to be here? I mean, that mob's out for blood! Mr. Grasping: Yes, but since McBrusque here failed to catch the Indian girl, we'll have to make Dr. Dithering the designated donor. Dr. Dithering, do you admit to aiding the Indian? Dr. Dithering: Well, yes, but I-I don't see why-- Scuttlebutt: Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Make him pay! Police Chief McBrusque: You heard the man! Various mice: [repeating] Guilty! [McBrusque snaps his fingers, McBrusque's goons turn the handle to the mincer, McBrusque snaps his fingers again to two mice who push Dr. Dithering off of the platform] Dr. Dithering: Oh, oh, oh, my. Oh, oh! [Dr. Dithering almost falls into the mincer, but Tiger catches Dr. Dithering into his mouth, with various mice gasping. He takes Dr. Dithering out of his mouth] Tiger: Excuse me, for just one minute, Doc. [he roars and blows away McBrusque and his goons] Woof! I-du-whoo. [chuckles] Wrong species. Papa: Stop! Enough! Didn't we come to America to escape such madness? Yet here you are condemning someone based on lies and rumors. Don't you see? The enemy isn't Dr. Dithering or the Indians. It's them! [points to the factory owners] Dividing us with hatred, ignorance, fear! Mr. Grasping: Don't listen to him! He's not one of us; He's a foreigner! Papa: Mister, we are all foreigners. The only ones who really belong here are the Indians. All the rest of us have in common, is our dream of a better life. All we got in common is...America. [Various Mice cheer] Dr. Dithering: Bravo! [Tiger sniffles] Bravo! Bravo! Mr. Grasping: Get us out of here! [later, the factory owners leave in their sedan chair as Chief McBrusque, his goons, and Scuttlebutt try to push back the angry mob] Police Chief McBrusque: Stand back there! I'll split your noggin! Back off! Mr. Toplofty: Congratulations, Grasping. Now you've got every mouse in Manhattan hating us! Mr. O'Bloat: W-What if the Indians send reinforcements? Form an alliance with the workers? TAKE OVER THE FACTORY?! Mr. Grasping: [slaps O'Bloat] Get a grip on yourself! We're not through yet. McBrusque! Police Chief McBrusque: Yes, sir? Mr. Grasping: Find that Indian cave, and turn it into a burial ground! Police Chief McBrusque: Yes, sir! Scuttlebutt: Ah, good luck with that. Police Chief McBrusque: Which reminds me. I'm gonna need a guide. Scuttlebutt: I'd sooner die than go down there again. Police Chief McBrusque: Well, that just about sums up your choices, doesn't it? [Scuttlebutt chuckles nervously]

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