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:
Hi there.
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.
Kerpal:
Yes she did. I saw her, and then I go to I saw her at your house. And, why did she do it?
Abtar:
I don't know. She didn't say...
Kerpal:
She did! She's lying. She's lying to you, f**ing 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 f** her!
Abtar:
[mumbles]...oh, you lie I don't know...
Kerpal:
Don't lie, you f**ing guy.
Abtar:
Hey, wait...don't talk like that!
Kerpal:
f** you! You know damn right what she do!
Abtar:
Yeah but where do you live and who kicked your dog?
Kerpal:
Your daughter kicked my dog.
Abtar:
Which daughter?
Kerpal:
YOU KNOW DAMN RIGHT!!!...[whispers]...you ba*tard
[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:
Whereabouts 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-
Kerpal:
You do not tell me "damn right". You do not swear at me [under breath] I am going to k** you.
Daughter:
You're going to k** us!?
Kerpal:
No, not, 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] Okay, you just go ahead, okay, because we don't know what the f** you're talking about.
Kerpal:
You don't ever tell me to "f**"! You say bad word!
Daughter:
Well you talk to us this way when you have no proof...
Kerpal:
f** you, you, you do not tell me f** you! OK you? You know!
Daughter:
Please just get lost okay, because we're fed up.
Kerpal:
f** 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:
Yes you do!
Kerpal:
I do not stink!
Daughter:
I think you do!
Kerpal:
f** you, just because I am Paki does not mean I stink!
[she hangs up]