конфронтация

Stan ran into the shop.
But, he missed the door, instead hitting the large advertising window of the shop. 'Chains, hiding places and nunchuck guns on sale this week!'
"Ow!" He cried (can't imagine why) and turned around dizzily.
"You give me back that teleporter!" Dellua growled menacingly. "It is a piece of state-of-the-art alien technology, and should not be used without adult alien supervision!"
Stan laughed maniacally.
"Ha!"
There was an akward silence in which everyone expected Stan to embark upon a usual bad guy monologue about ruling the world, getting lots of money and that sort of thing. But, he didn't. (He failed Year 11 monologuing, you see.)
The cop spoke up. "Вы будете очень плохим человеком!"
Stan looked perplexed. "Huh? I don't speak Russian!"
"Read the script!" Shcktan cried. "It's great for understanding second languages!"
"Oh, thanks!" Stan replied, pulling a well-thumbed copy out of his pocket. "No, I am not a very bad man! I just seize opportunities when they present themselves! This technology is worth millions!"
The russian officer, not understanding english and having left his copy of the script at home that morning, levelled his gun at Stan. "Челка челки! Я буду лошадью!"
Stan sighed; "I didn't want to resort to this." and fired John Wayne's rifle at the cop- fatally wounding him (yes, Karl, fatally, meaning he died) in the spleen.
Dellua picked up the alien laser gun that had been left on the ground and levelled it at Stan. "Don't even think about it, bucko! This thing has automatic 're-fire' if I get killed!"
Stan laughed. "Ha!"
There was another awkward silence as the other characters expected an arrogant retort. Stan had failed that, too, in Year 11.
But he hadn't failed escaping (58%) or puffs of magic smoke (72%). So that's what he did. (Escaped in a puff of smoke.)
But, thankfully, he had failed (12%) translocation, and he only ended up 5 metres away. What a moron.

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