Int. Pharmacy
A male pharmacist is behind the counter. A man enters.
Pharmacist: Hello.
Man: Hi, I need some advice.
Pharmacist: What seems to be the problem?
Man: I keep murdering people.
Pharmacist: Right. Have you seen your GP about this?
Man: Yeah, but I, uh, I killed him.
Pharmacist: I see.
Man: I thought that maybe I need some vitamins?
Pharmacist: I don’t think they’d do much, to be honest.
Man: Oh right. Any other ideas?
Pharmacist: Have you tried ‘not’ killing people?
Man: I can’t do it. (SIGHS) I try and kill everyone I meet.
Pharmacist: (LAUGHS) I hope you're not going to kill me!
Man: (LAUGHS) I'll try not to! But seriously, I might.
Pharmacist: Hmm, have you tried paracetamol?
Man: Yeah, it was useful for killing the wife, but not much else.
Pharmacist: In that case, I think we're going to have to fight fire with fire.
Man: What d'you mean?
Pharmacist: The only way we're gonna stop you murdering, is if we murder you.
Man: Oh, one of those 'for the greater good' things?
Pharmacist: Exactly.
Man: How much will it be?
Pharmacist: Twenty pounds.
Man: Would it be cheaper if I did it myself?
Pharmacist: It would, but you run the risk of injury.
Man: Oh I don't want that.
Pharmacist: So which way do you wanna go? Hanging or beaten to death?
Man: I can't stand things round my neck, so, beating please.
Pharmacist: Ok, that's twenty pounds please.
The man hands over some cash.
Man: It's not going to hurt is it?
Pharmacist: You won't feel a thing.
The pharmacist produces a baseball bat covered with barbed wire and nails; he rests it on the counter. The man looks shocked.
Pharmacist: Apart from the nails.
ENDS
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Alternate ending:
The pharmacist produces a baseball bat covered with barbed wire and nails; he rests it on the counter. The man looks shocked.
Man: Actually, I think I'm cured.
Pharmacist: Really?
Man: Nah.
The man grabs the baseball bat and smacks the pharmacist with it.
ENDS