"Sapphire: (answering ringing pay phone) What? Caller: I have a high-calibur sniper rifle aimed at your head. You move, you die, understand? Sapphire: Gahh...this bit is...so overdone...(gives finger) Caller: WHAT THE?!? YOU LITTLE BITCH! DO YOU THINK I'M KIDDING?!? (three bullets are fired, all of which Sapphire catches in air) Caller: Uhhh...I take back everything I said earlier, miss...please don't kill me... Sapphire: Pal, you're already dead."