Boom. Headshot. Snipin’s a good job, mate! It’s challengin’ work, outta doors. I guarantee you’ll not go hungry- -’cause at the end of the day, long as there’s two people left on the planet, someone is gonna want someone dead. Dad? Dad, I’m a- Ye- Not a “crazed gunman”, dad, I’m an assassin! …Well, the difference bein’ one is a job and the other’s a mental sickness! I’ll be honest with ya: my parents do not care for it. I think his mate saw me. Yes, yes he did! Feelins’? Look mate, you know who has a lot of feelings? Blokes that bludgeon their wife to death with a golf trophy. Professionals have standards. Be polite. Be efficient. Have a plan to kill everyone you meet. Dad…. Dad p-, yeah – put Mum on the phone!