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[Interview commences on Robert Peterson's back patio]
Hello my name is Robert Peterson. I am a father to three children, two boys Pete and Oscar, one girl, Lizzy. I
work in sales, for a white goods company, specializing in human resources. My wife is Janine, and we've been together
for 17 years now. I guess you could say I'm an outdoors man. I enjoy walking out onto the back-patio and staring
up and the sky, its quite common for me to spend several hours with my hand-in-my pockets, waiting for something
to fly by.
[Robert demonstrates how he wears his hands in his pockets.]
One does see quite a few birds, a plane now and then, and if you're lucky you might spot a helicopter. A silly
game my family will play is to lock me out of the house while I'm watching the sky. I'll hear a CLICK. Look around,
and the kids will be standing behind the locked door laughing, though I can't hear them because they're behind
the thick glass, I can just see them laughing. Eventually they get bored and close the curtains and I go back to
watching the sky.
[Robert goes to let us back inside the house but the door is locked.]
Occasionally I'll have to throws a few rocks at the windows to get their attention:
[Throws a handful of pebbles at windows.]
What is it Robert?
[Janine appears from their bedroom window on the second floor.]
Oh hello Janine, Would you be able to unlock the front door for me? I have been out here for quite some time now,
about.
[Robert checks his watch.]
Yuh, about 6 hours now, I am getting rather hungry.
Bloody hell Robert, I'm upstairs at the moment. Can't you just wait until tomorrow love?
Oh, well, I, Yes I suppose I can wait. Would you please throw down some a bread roll, or an apple?
No Robert I'm very busy.
[Janine swiftly closes the window.]
[We manage to force a side window and reconvene the interview
in the drawing room. Robert then says he is experiencing a paroxysm of white noise in the head and demands we fix
him some tea if the interview is to continue.]
I think Janine is still a bit upset, visa-v my attempt to have her killed the other night. In a few weeks I'm sure
we'll be able to have a good laugh about it [Robert fidgets, then says he needs a drink, though, both myself and
the cameraman watch him bypass the kitchen and walk into one of the linen closets in the hallway. He walks out
a few minutes later]. She kept putting the forks where the knives should go in the cutlery draw, and I found was
particularly maddening. My reaction, and in hindsight, perhaps slightly over-the-top, was to hire the services
of a hit-man and have her taken out, hopefully before tea. Then it was just a matter of making tea, brushing the
dog, then putting the kids to bed. If Janine and I got out for a meal, we usually leave the kids with dog. So It
seems to help to if we keep him happy.
But the thing was Janine had also hired her own hit-man to do a hit on me that very night. And suffice to say,
her hit-man thought my hit-man was me, and they ended up knocking-off each other. [Robert Laughs] Janine and I
came out to find Pete and Lizzy playing in and amongst the dead men, Pete had one of the severed legs and was holding
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