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pork for dinner tonight?

- Young'un, you're alive!

- Maa!

What's happening? Who are these men?

I'll get him out. Come around, Sniff!

Where's our boss? It doesn't seem right.

- What's wrong, dear?

- It's the wrong one!

I want the house I

saw on the television!

Oh, there, there.

Get! Quick! Get the dog in.

Out of the sheep! Come on!

Let's go!

Good dog.

Good pig.

Oooh.

Oooh!

- Hey, hey. Dad says his little porker's a watch pig.

- Dearie me!

If it's not a duck that

thinks it's a rooster,

it's a pig that thinks it's a dog!

A pig that thinks it's a dog!

A pig that thinks it's a dog!

A washing machine, a

radio, a new alarm clock.

I think it's a lovely fax machine,

darling, but can't you use it?

We already have one, Mom.

That's the whole idea.

We can send faxes to each other.

Don't be afraid of it

just because it's new.

These accounts are a real worry, Arthur.

Every month your expenditure

is greater than your income.

It's eating up your reserves.

You need to modernize, get

some sort of cash flow going.

You're still using a horse

and cart, for God's sakes.

- Dad?

- Funny, that.

- What?

- Those chickens, that pig.

What's the pig got to do with anything?

Nothing.

Just look at them. The

browns and the whites.

Come, Rex. Come, Fly.

Come, Pig.

Come, Pig!

Perhaps he's pleased with you

for what you did yesterday.

- I didn't do much.

- If it wasn't for you, dear,

they could've stolen the whole flock.

- Is Rex unhappy with me?

- Oh, he'll be all right.

Just stay out of his way today.

Way to be, Fly. Rex, come by.

That'll do.

You're so quick. I'd never

be able to fly like you can.

Pigs aren't built to fly, dear.

But speed isn't the

thing. It's attitude.

They just have to know who's boss.

Out you go.

Mmm!

Get 'em up, Pig.

- He wants you to drive them out of the yard.

- Away to me, Pig.

Remember, you have to dominate them.

Do that and they'll do

anything you want. Go.

Woof!

Woof, woof, woof!

Woof! Woof! Woof, woof, woof, woof!

Woof, woof, woof!

This is ridiculous, Mom.

Nonsense. It's only your first try.

But you're treating them like equals.

They're sheep. They're inferior.

- Ah, no they're not.

- Of course they are!

We are their masters. Let them doubt it

for a second and they'll walk all over you.

- Fly, get that pig out of there.

- Make them feel inferior. Abuse them. Insult them.

- But they'll laugh at me.

- Then bite them.

Be ruthless. Whatever it

takes. Bend them to your will.

- Enough!

- Go on! Go!

Move along there, you-

You, uh, big butt heads!

- Ow!

- Young'un, stop this nonsense.

What's got into you? I just finished

tellin' what a nice young pig you be.

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