THIRTY SECONDS

Transcript:
The Director: We're going to try something a little different today.
Maxis: What's going on? What are you doing?
The Director: It's your fluffy friend.
Maxis: She's not fluffy. Her name's Not so.
Maxis: Notso Fluffy.
The Director: Cute, I suppose. I just thought you'd be pleased to see each other.
Maxis: We are.
Maxis: But I don't suppose you would know how it feels to be loved.
The Director: Playtime's over.
The Director: Guard - You have your orders.
The Director: Please take aim.
Maxis: What??!
The Director: In exactly thirty seconds - by my watch - the guard will pull the trigger.
Maxis: How dare you - what the fuck is wrong with you?
The Director: Twenty five.
Maxis: She's done nothing wrong!
The Director: Eighteen.
Maxis: What kind of a monster are you?
The Director: Ten.
Maxis: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
The Director: You know what I want.
The Director: Five.
Maxis: RAAARRGH!
The Director: Three.
The Director: Two.
The Director: One.
The Director: Stand down, Soldier.
The Director: Well done, Samantha - you successfully teleported your dog to safety. I can't begin to tell you how proud I am...
The Director: Of you.