
If that’s not love what is? He or she dies in their sleep, doesn’t have time to ask questions or have any regrets, think about their insurance, think about their lover or their mistress, or think about all the useless crap that can ruin a life. I operate at night, in silence, and I grant a calm, serene death to my target. I’m methodical, precise, organized, and I do a good, clean job.

To each his own, and it’s none of my business but let’s say that for me, I get my kicks in a different way. I’m not like those morons who enjoy torturing the victim before whacking him. I don’t do it to rake in as much dough as possible, my price is more than reasonable and I don’t get a kick out of killing. The secret of my success, if I can put it that way, is that I’m not greedy or sadistic. Not a great master but someone who knows what he’s doing, with experience, someone you can trust. It’s true that over the years I did perfect my art. In fact I have the reputation of being one of the best. I should tell you you’re right? Well, no, you’re totally wrong. Maybe a guy with no principles, no morals, whatever, but a killer, come on, you’re sure I’m putting you on big time.

So what d’you think? You think a moron can’t be a hit man, I must be talking bullshit. I’m a loser at forty I’m rotting away in a two-room flat, I have a face that would scare the hell out of a vampire, I got a belly like a hot-air balloon, I never got married, I don’t have any kids, and I’m taking it easy while everybody else is breaking their ass. I’m an old schmuck who never did a thing in his life and still doesn’t do anything.

Hey, did I ask you your opinion? Did I ask any questions?ĭo I know what they say about me? Sure I do. You tell me I’m not serious, I’m taking you for an idiot, a nitwit, I’m trying to put one over on you.
