"Pincher?"
"What do you want?"
"Do you remember how happy you were when I told you I was having puppies?"
"No."
"I thought you would."
"Why are you here?"
"I wanted to ask you something."
"So ask."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"Don't be thick. Why are you killing and threatening the other animals?"
"Because I am here to serve Napoleon."
"But don't you see that it's wrong?"
"Napoleon's wishes are my command."
"What about my wishes? I thought you loved me."
"You are not this farm's essential anymore."
"But-"
"You don't matter anymore."
"You used to love me and tell me I was the most important thing in the world. What about our pups?"
"They are not our pups. They are not yours or mine. They belong to this farm."
"They are ours! And I don't feel right about what Napoleon's done to them."
"Napoleon has moulded them to serve this farm to their best ability."
" Their abilty to serve the farm should rely on-"
"DROP IT! The pups can make their own decisions now. They would stop if they wanted!"
"No they wouldn't. Napoleon would have them all killed!"
"Because they would be traitors."
"What happened to you? What happened to how you used to be? You were the best dog I'd ever known."
"I live now to serve Napoleon. No other animal's wills will change my motives now."
"What about how you feel about me? Is that enough to make you stop?"
"Pincher?"
"I don't love you anymore."