Spy 1, wielding intricate weapon constructed out of many tiny, differently colored parts, confronts Spy 2, who is hunched over what appears to be a computer.
Spy 1: So. We meet again.
Spy 2: What? Oh. Yep.
Spy 1: Heh heh heh.
Spy 2: Hang on.
Spy 1: No, you're scared. I have a laser blaster poking you right in your head.
Spy 2: No, right, I'm terrified. I am! I'm just…uh…
Spy 1: HEY.
Spy 2: No, I'm trying to crack the code. The code that will, uh, destroy you!
Spy 1: Oh, no!
Spy 2: Oh yes! Hang on… I just have to hit "send"…
Spy 1: Are you sending … is that email?
Spy 2: Uh, yes, but I am sending it to my cohorts, who are coming to get you! Just as soon as I check something else on this, uh, death computer.
Spy 1: That's not a death computer. There's no such thing as a death computer.
He laser blasts Spy 2 in the skull.
Spy 1: I just laser blasted you right in the skull.
Spy 2: And yet I live! Hang on. I am trying to crack the, um, the other code.
Spy 1 slams the computer closed.
Spy 2: HEY.
Spy 1: Now I will torture you for hours! No help is coming!
Spy 2, sighing: I will find my cell phone and I will send the Text of Doom.
Spy 1: Too late. I've hidden your phone. IN MY LEGO BOX.
Spy 2: Oh, damn it.