- Begin.
- Okay, [név], pay attention here. I'm going to make two piles on the bar. One pile which is yours. And another pile which *could* be yours. And what you have to realize is we're gonna do this thing one way... or the other. Whether it's *you* who holds the axe or a Mexican maid or some bum we yank off the street.
- You could buy a whole lot of soup with that pile.
- Shh! I'm the closer here. All right, I'm a little me - um, I've lost count. How much is on the bar here?
- Six hundred.
- Okay, [név], do you know how long it takes the average American to count to 600?
- [Thinks for a bit]
- It's a rhetorical question, [név].
- No, sir.
- About one minute less than it takes to count to 700. Now [név], a person's life is filled with a zillion little experiences. Some which are insignificant, have no meaning, and, you know, you forget them. Others which you remember for the rest of your natural life. Now, since what we're proposing here is so unusual, so outside the norm, this is a good bet that is going to be one of those incidents that sticks. So, since you're gonna be stuck remembering this for the rest of your life, you have to decide what that memory will be. So, [név], are you going to remember for the next 40 years, give or take a decade, that you *refused* a $1000 for one second's worth of work? Or that you *made* $1000 for one second's worth of work?
- Time!
- So, [név], what's it gonna be?
- Okay.
Nos?
My father was brutally murdered last week, and it's only now that I can look back and laugh.
