Lyte's room.
Lyte, as usual, responded in an offensively mocking manner, but to his own annoyance, he wasn't getting the desired result.
— Yes, Mr. Lyte, that's exactly right! I'm just dirt from under your fingernails! I'm nothing and don't deserve anything but your contempt!
— I already told you to get out of here; do your monkey brains prevent you from understanding what you've heard?
— Yes! I'm an idiot! An animal! That's why I can't leave here until I receive the proper punishment and learn my lesson!