PHONE RINGS TWICE, WOMAN ANSWERS.
Woman: “Yeah?”
[…]
WOMAN’S UNINTELLIGIBLE VOICE HEARD IN BACKGROUND. MAN GETS ON PHONE.
Man: “Whaddaya want? I’m busy trying to pay the bills over here.”
[…]
Man: “Our recommendation is fire all those f*cking people, get ‘em the f*ck out of there and get us some editorial support.”
Woman: (in background) “F*ck them. Hold up that f*cking Cubs sh*t.”
[…]
Man: “It is a f*cking valuable thing; you just don’t give it away for nothing.”
Unidentified child: (in background) “That motherf*cker, Mr. (unintelligible), thinks I’m gonna collect three different types of leaves just for a grade? He is f*cked. F*ck, that. Popsicles (unintelligible) and gum in class every Friday, f*cker.”
[…]
Man: “Unless I get something real good for it, sh*t, I’ll just send myself, you know what I’m saying?”
Unidentified animal: (muffled barking sounds in background) “Rowrf-ruff rutherrucker rog rood rucks.”
Man: “You hear what I’m saying? And if I don’t get what I want and I’m not satisfied with it, then I’ll just take the Senate seat myself.”
Unidentified animal: (purring sound in background) “Meow-meow f*cking mice meow-meow f*ck meow-meow.”
[…]
Man: “I’m going to keep this Senate option for me a real possibility, you know, and therefore I can drive a hard bargain.”
[…]
Unidentified: (gurgling sound in background) “That motherf*cking cat in that f*cking hat must not f*cking be here when mother is f*cking out!”
Man: “And what’s with the f*cking double-X section tickets for that motherf*cker’s party in the capital?”
[…]
Man: “F*ck that.”
MAN HANGS UP PHONE.