[Voice Post]Madison Valley, is it?
[a brief thoughtful pause] ..Yeh, right so I've got this little device 'ere, some lad was happy to teach me the functions of, an' a plastic rectai'ngle they say's got one thousand of your American dollars on it. Where? I don't see it.
This isn't no bloody Gehinnom. So what then? Maybe God's taken pity on me, yeh? Dead as a doornail sittin' round on my arse all day in some sort of futuristic town that don't smell of piss and shit.
[voice muffled, talking to someone while the post is still recording] Is there a chemist 'round, I've need for some oils an' a bit of opium. No, opium.. Well then bugger off, right? ... Bloody hell's this thing sti --