Margo Fassbender: What are you going to do? Dreyfus: Something so very, very painful, so hideous, your father will have no choice but to cooperate. [puts on a glove, with very sharp claws attached to the finger sockets, and walks to the blackboard] Margo Fassbender: No! [Dreyfus nods, and scrapes his clawed glove down the blackbird, making a hideous screeching noise]|