Two men and a woman are sitting in a train coupe. They do not know each other but one of the men is a retired cop and the other is a French hit man who has been ordered to kill the woman. The hit man has put a huge bag on the floor, which is bothering the woman, and she starts to complain.
Woman: Excuse me, sir. Yes, I am talking to you. Would you mind depositing your bag on the rack?
Hit man: (with a heavy French accent) It’s too big, madame, it’s not possible.
Woman: (looking at the bag) I truly believe there is enough space if we move the gentleman’s bag to the other side.
Hit man: It’s not only big; it’s also heavy, madame.
Woman: It does not seem heavy at all.
Retired cop: I can help you, sir.
Hit man: It’s not necessary, monsieur.
Woman: I would say it is highly necessary, my legs need more space.
Retired cop: Would you like to exchange seats?
Woman: (harshly) No. On my ticket it says I have to sit here.
Retired cop: I don’t think anyone would care, come on!
Woman: I certainly do care.
Hit man: I’m sorry, madame. The bag stays here.
Woman: Well, if that is how you want it… As soon as the conductor enters this coupe I will inform him about this dispute.
Hit man: As you like, madame.
Retired cop: (looking out of the window) I wonder where the sun might be…
Woman: (ignoring the comment) There must be something very important in that bag, sir. It is colossal. Abnormally huge.
Hit man: That’s right, madame. I’m sure you’d understand if I told you why.
Woman: I certainly would not.
Retired cop: They said it’d be sunny today.
Woman: (grimacing) What is wrong with you, sir?
Retired cop: You’re talking to me?
Woman: (looking disgustingly at both the men) I will not tolerate this.
Retired cop: Excuse me, I don’t understand. What’s the problem?
Woman: Well, I did not expect you to understand, sir. You are nothing but an old man.
Hit man: Leave him out of this.
Woman: Out of what? As I said, I will not tolerate this behavior of yours.
Hit man: (opening the bag) Would you like to know what’s so important, madame? Because I think I’m ready to tell you.
Woman: Yes, I demand you to tell me.
Retired cop: I’m so much more than an old man…
Woman: Please, be quite.
Hit man: (showing a gun) Voilà, madame.
Woman: Oh my god, do not point that thing on me, hideous man!
Hit man: (shooting the woman) I couldn’t wait any longer, she was talking too much.
Retired cop: Oh my god…
Hit man: Don’t worry, I wont hurt you.
Retired cop: (observing the dead body) I guess you had no choice, I think I’d done the same thing. She was a real pain in the ass. There was a lot of shit in that small body.
Hit man: (trying to put the body into the bag) Just doing my job, sir.
Retired cop: What do you mean ‘doing your job’?
Hit man: I kill for a living.
Retired cop: Oh, holy crap, you can’t imagine how glad I am for being retired.
Hit man: What do you mean?
Retired cop: Never mind. But put that gun away now so I can sleep.
