*ring* *ring*
Bloke: [answers phone] He-e-llo.
Voice: You are a marked man, Mr. Bloke! You are going to die!
Bloke: Mom? Is that you?
Voice: No, I am a hit man! I have been hired to kill you!
Bloke: So I guess you’re calling to make an appointment?
Voice: Er… what?
Bloke: *flip* *flip* I’m free all Tuesday afternoon, is that good for you? Quick head-shot through my office window?
Voice: No… no.
Bloke: Well I have a hairdressing appointment on Friday morning, is that better?
Voice: No, wait a minute…
Bloke: You could burst in and gun me down all Godfather like! It’d be cool! Only try not to hit Paolo, the barber, ‘cause I think he may actually know some Mafiosi.
Voice: No, I’m offering you the chance to buy me off!
Bloke: Why would I want to do that?
Voice: So that you’ll live.
Bloke: Yeah, well, when you’ve got your money what’s to stop you killing me and claiming your fee anyway? I mean, if you’re willing to sell out your current employer, that doesn’t say a great deal for your trustworthiness does it?
Voice: Look, I’ll make it simple for you. Pay up or die!
Bloke: Die, please.
Voice: No, you’re supposed to… Oh, forget it!
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I merged the pages so that the sound clip gets added on.
