[angered] Oh my god Jim, did you really fucking have to kill him?! There's bloodstains on the floor and shit and look where it's got you, a traitor.

[telephone voice] You've dailed blockbuster, how may I consist of your need?... (Confused) Who is this? Look you either dailed the wrong number or you're just clinically insane. 

[Scared] WHAT THE FUCK?! No, no, no, this isn't how it happens. Jim you've gone across the fucking line here!