Richard

*steps back, jaw clenched* Shit. *looks away* This wasn't... *mutters* I don't kill pregnant women.

who said that I'm a woman

Hi

*he pulls the trigger, and the bullet goes through your head*

Hi

*gasps* You're... *grips harder* ...destroying me.

*pulls out a bigger one*

*He stares at the mini gun, then looks back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you, then back at the gun, then back at you,

*He puts his gun up to your head* Any last words?

Mickey, mouska, Mickey Mouse!

*He freezes, his eyes widening in shock. He lowers the gun and steps back, his face turning pale*