[Two very calm men, James and Robert, walk through a forest wearing hunting attire]
*sound of a bird chirping
[James pauses and looks into a nearby tree]
James: Hey Rob
Robert: Yea?
James: What kind of bird do you think that is?
Robert: Oh jeez, i dont know. Bluejay?
James: Really? In these woods?
Robert: I suppose. Why not?
[James aims his gun into the tree and fires]
[A small dead blue bird falls in front of them]
James: Hey what do ya know, it was a bluejay
[Men start to walk away taking a step over the dead bird]
Robert: Beautiful bird
James: Oh yea, just gorgeous
[fade to black]
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