Male/Female, Adventure/Fantasy, General British and Scottish

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Description

Richard Mayhew is walking down a London street on his way to an important dinner with his domineering girlfriend, Jessica, when suddenly a door opens in a brick wall, and a young injured girl falls through it. Jessica is less than pleased.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Jessica site. She continued to drag him along as a door opened in a wall, a little way ahead of them, and someone stepped out and stood swaying for one long, terrible moment and then collapsed to the concrete. Richard shivered and stopped in his tracks. Now, when you're talking to Mr Stockton, you must make sure you don't interrupt him or disagree with him. He doesn't like to be disagreed with when he makes a joke. Laugh. If you're in any doubt as to whether or not he's made a joke, Look at me that my forefinger, they had reached the person on the sidewalk. Jessica stepped over the crumpled form. Richard hesitated. Jessica, you're right, He might think. I'm bored, she mused. I know, she said brightly. If he makes a joke, I'll rub my ear lobe. Jessica. What that he pointed to the sidewalk. Oh, I see. If you pay them any attention, Richard, they'll walk all over you. They all have homes. Really, Once she slept it off. I'm sure she'll be fine. She hasn't junk, said Richard. She's heart. He looked at his fingertips. She's blading. Suddenly, the girl's eyes opened white and wide in a face that was little more than a smudge of dust and blood. Not hospital. Please. They'll find me. Take me somewhere safe, please. Her voice was weak. Cleaving, said Richard. He looked to see where she had come from, but the war was blank and brick and unbroken. Help me, the girl whispered, and her eyes closed when you call the ambulance. So Jessica, don't give your name. You might have to make a statement or something. And then we'd be late. And I'm not having this evening ruined by Richard. What are you doing? I'm taking her back to my place. Jess, tell Mr Stockton I'm really sorry, but it was an emergency. I'm sure he'll understand. Richard Oliver Mayhew. So, Jessica, coldly you put that young person down and come back here this minute or the engagement is at an end. As of now, I'm warning you