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Daughter: Hello.
Kerpal: Hello, is Abtar there?
Daughter:Who?
Kerpal:Abtar.
Daughter:Can I ask who's speaking please?
Kerpal:This is Kerpal.
Daughter:Who?
Kerpal: Kerpal.
Daughter:OK, one moment please.
[Daughter calls Abtar . . .]
Abtar: Hello.
Kerpal: Hello.
Abtar: Hanji
Kerpal:Hi, I was just calling because I live down
the street from you, and your daughter come to my house today and she kick
my dog.
Abtar:Pardon?
Kerpal:Your daughter come to my house today,
Abtar:Uh huh
Kerpal:And she come on my property and then she
kick my dog. And now my dog needs operation.
Abtar: She kicked your?
Kerpal:She kicked my dog!
Abtar:She kicked your dog?
Kerpal:Yes.
Abtar:Which daughter?
Kerpal:The one who just answered the phone [Abtar
checks with his daughter . . .]
Abtar:No.
Kerpal:What?
Abtar:No.
Abtar:I don't know. She didn't said.
Kerpal:She did! She's lying. She's lying to you,
fucking guy!
Abtar:Where, where from you speaking?
Kerpal:I am speaking from my house.
Abtar:Where you live?
Kerpal:Down the street from you.
Abtar:Huh?
Kerpal:You know where I live. My dog, she kicked
it and now I'm going to fuck her!
Abtar:[mumbles]... ohhhh, you lie I dunno ..
Kerpal:Don't lie, you fucking guy.
Abtar:Hey . why? Don't talk like that!
Kerpal:Fuck you! You know damn right what she do!
Abtar:Where do you live and who kicked your dog?
Kerpal:Your daughter kicked my dog.
Abtar:Which daughter?
Kerpal:YOU KNOW DAMN RIGHT!!!.......[quietly]....
you bastard [Mumbling in background, daughter comes back to phone]
Daughter:Hello
Kerpal:Hello.
Daughter:Yeah?
Kerpal:Why you kick my dog?
Daughter:Hello, can I ask who's speaking please?
Kerpal:You know damn right! It's Kerpal. It's
Kerpal.
Daughter:Who's Kerpal? We don't know Kerpal.
Kerpal:Yes, you do. You kick my dog today.
Daughter:Dog?!
Kerpal:Dog!
Daughter:We don't even... No one's ever been
at...
Kerpal:You don't act stupid. You tell your Dad
that I am going to sue him. He is going to go to jail.
Daughter:OK, where the hell do you live?
Kerpal:I live on your street.
Daughter:On my street?
Kerpal:You know!
Daughter:You say that one of us have kicked your
dog?
Kerpal:Yes.
Daughter:Where abouts do you live?
Kerpal:You know damn right!!
Daughter:No, we do not know damn right! We don't
even know you.
Kerpal:[under breath] Yes you do.
Daughter:Why? Where the hell do you live?
Kerpal:[under breath] You don't ask dumb
question.
Daughter:Do you live on Marative?
Kerpal:No, you just shut up! You try to confuse! I
am going to call the police, and then, you're going to go to jail.
Daughter:You damn right call the police because
we don't know what the hell you're talking about
Kerpal:You do not tell me 'damn right'. You do not
swear at me [under breath] I am going to kill you.
Daughter:You're going to kill us!?
Kerpal:No, no, I'm just kidding! You just tell
your Dad that I am going to get my lawyer and he is going to rush you!
Daughter:[says to background] I don't know who
the hell he is. [back to Kerpal] OK, you just go ahead, okay, because we
don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
Kerpal:You don't ever tell me to 'fuck'! You say
bad word!
Daughter:Well you talk to us this way when you
have no proof . . .
Kerpal:Fuck you, you, you do not tell me fuck
you! OK you? You know!
Daughter:Please just get lost okay, because we're
fed up.
Kerpal:Fuck you. You are going to jail.
Daughter:We don't know who the hell you are and
you're phoning us with all these obscene-
Kerpal:Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You shut up
you!
Daughter:Don't tell me to shut up, I did not -
Kerpal:Shut up! You stink!
Daughter:Oh, you stink too!
Kerpal: No, you don't -
Daughter:You stink too!
Kerpal:I do not stink!
Daughter:I think you do!
Kerpal:Fuck you, just because I am paki doesn't
mean I stink! [she hangs up]
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