The blood of a man means nothin' to him.

The world would be better rid of him.

Oh, he can be soft and gentle as a girl.
Mostly he is.

But cross him once and he forgets all you done for him.
Give him a taste of blood and he jumps at your throat.

I tell you, I've seen him do it!" He broke off with a shudder.
"Doc," he said, in a lower and solemn voice.