Pierre:
[dragging Donald along]
All right, my little VISITOR!
[throws Donald roughly, Donald scarcely stood still]
Pierre:
[confronting Donald]
You work for food, no?
[spilled some cigar ashes on Donald's beak, and Donald trembles]
Donald Duck:
[shakes head at first, but is then threatened by Pierre's ax]
Y-Yes.
Pierre:
Then, get going!
[shoved his ax toward Donald]
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