-Hey. -Aahhh!
Hey. Ahh! You...no!! What's up?
I'm gonna kill myself.
Noooo! No!
Don't do that! That wouldn't be PROFITABLE...for anyone.
-No one likes me. -I'm sure plenty of people like you!
-My wife doesn't. -Aw, Susan?! She loves you!
I don't think... Wait, what?!
Mmm?
You said my wife's name.
Hmm...n...
-How do you know my wife? -I don't.
Susan is just a very common name, Khyan.
NO! Not 'Khyan'...STRANGER!
We just met! I shall call you 'Ledge Man'! Mmm!
-Just go. -Okay.
Is that a gun?
Yeah.
-Are you an assassin? -Yeah.
Are you here to kill me?
No!
Yeah.
-Well, I'm gonna kill myself. -No no no no no!
Okay. Here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna go home, grab your wife and say, "Susan!
"I am a man and I deserve some respect!"
-Yeah! -Yeah!
And "How DARE you take out a sizeable life insurance plan on me,
"and hire a contract killer to shoot me at my place of work?!"
-[unsure]: Yeah? -Yeah!
-Yeah. -Yeah!
-YEAH! -YEAH!
YEAAAAAH!
You know, for a hit man, you're alright.
That's some good advice. I'm gonna take it!
-Thank you. -Good luck, fella!
[sighs happily]
[woman screams]