Noisy neighbours 
Mr Pring: (angrily). Bang! Bang! Bang! What are the Kings doing at seven o'clock on 
Sunday morning?
Mrs Pring: Well, Mr King is singing.
Mr Pring: Yes, but what's the banging noise?
Mrs Pring: (looking out of the window) He's standing on a ladder and banging some nails 
into the wall with a hammer. Now he's hanging some strong string on the nails.
Mr Pring: And what's Mrs King doing?
Mrs Pring: She's bringing something pink for Mr King to drink. Now she's putting it 
under the ladder, and ... Ohh!
Mr Pring: What's happening?
Mrs Pring: The ladder's falling.
Mr Pring: What's Mr King doing?
Mrs Pring: He's hanging from the string. He's holding the string in his fingers and he's 
shouting to Mrs King.
Mr Pring: And is she helping him?
Mrs Pring: No. [bad word] to our house. Now she's ringing our bell.
Mr Pring: I'm not going to answer it. I'm sleeping.