[ WP ] A man brings a gun to a bank . Do anything you please onwards .

`` A gun? In a bank? How scandalous.'' 
 
 `` Is that a Walther PPK? That's a James Bond gun. Are you trying to front?'' 
 
 The bank robber could n't help but hear what he was listening to. What was all this shit? 
 
 `` I'm not going to say this again - this is a bank robbery. I am not here to harm you, I just want the money. Now get down on the fucking floor or it's gon na be a long, miserable trip for all of you!'' 
 
 The bank tellers did n't do as he asked. Everyone else was down on the floor, covering their heads and their eyes. 
 
 `` Buddy, you could n't hurt anything with a gun that size,'' said the bank teller. Here he was, standing behind his bulletproof glass with that smug look on his face. `` Why do n't you whip out your sonic screwdriver and zap me to death with it?'' 
 
 The robber cocked the pistol, pointed it straight at the teller. 
 
 `` Big fucking deal,'' the teller said. 
 
 The robber shot into the glass three times, the bullets splintering the top-most layer of glass, bouncing off and landing in the slot between the two. 
 
 `` See? Big fucking deal. I got a bigger one.'' He reached under the desk ( slapping the ALERT button on the way ) and pulled out a Dirty Harry revolver. 
 
 `` This one's a fucking.44. It'll break you like a son of a bitch.'' 
 
 The bank teller roared in anger, stepped back, grabbed the nearest bystander, pressed the gun against his head and screamed `` OPEN THE FUCKING VAULT RIGHT NOW OR I'LL KILL THIS MAN!'' 
 
 The police officer behind him ( a 44-year old veteran off-duty ) cocked the shotgun loudly. 
 
 `` Army's knocking,'' said the teller. 
 
 The robber did n't so much drop his gun as he threw it on the ground like a petulant child.
