English, Beginner, Soothing voice
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (Canadian-General) North American (General)Transcript
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used to be a beat cop a long time ago now I get domestic calls all the time, hundreds of them over the years. But there was this one guy, this one piece of sh it, I'll never forget Gordie looked like bo Svenson, remember him from walking tall, you're too young to remember. Anyway. His wife or whatever. She was a lady, she was real small like a bird, wrists like little branches. My partner and I get called out there once a week one of us would pull her aside and say come on, tonight's the night press charges. And this wasn't one of those deep down. He loves me sort of joints. No we get a ton of those. This wasn't it? This girl was scared she wasn't gonna cross him. No way, no how there wasn't anything we could do but pass her off to the E. M. T. S. Put them in the car, take him downtown, toss him in the drunk tank, He sleeps it off next day out, he goes back home one night, my partner's off sick and it's just me. The call comes in and it's the same old crap, broke her nose in the shower or some ship. So I cuff him, put him in the car and away we go. Only that night that sideways ******* is in my back seat humming Danny boy and it just rubbed me wrong. So instead of left I went right into the middle of nowhere and I knelt them down and I put my revolver in his mouth and I said to him, this is it, this is how it ends. And he's crying and going to the bathroom all over himself, swearing to God, he's never gonna touch her again, screaming as much as you can with a gun in your mouth. And I yelled at him to be quiet because I needed to think about what I was gonna do here. And of course he went quiet real still, real quiet like a dog waiting for dinner scraps. And we just stood there for a while, me acting like I was thinking it over prince charming kneeling in the dirt with ship in his pants. And after a while I let him up and I said to him, so help me if you ever touch her again and such and such and such and such and blah blah blah blah blah. two weeks later he killed her, of course, cave their head in with the bottom of a worn blender. My partner and I were the first on scene and there was so much blood you could taste the metal, I chose a half measure and I should have gone all the way