An assassin is making his way home when he stops at a village pub.

He is driving a convertible and doesn't want to leave his "equipment" on display, so takes a long case into the pub with him.

A short while later, a man sits next to him and they chat while enjoying their beers.

Inevitably, talk turns to the long case and the assassin admits that it is the tools of his trade and that he charges $10k per hit.

The man asks to see the rifle and soon finds that he can see his own house from where he is sitting.

Adjusting the sight, he finds he can see his bedroom, only to see his wife and his best friend at it like rabbits.

Incensed, he demands to use the assassin's services, considering that it will be the best $20k he will ever spend. He also asks that the assassin shoots his wife in the head first then shoots his best friend right between the legs.

The assassin calmly agrees and then loads the rifle, sighting carefully in the direction of the man's bedroom.

After five minutes, the assassin hasn't moved a muscle and the man is getting nervous.

'What are you doing?' he finally asks, to be told:

'Wait a minute....I will probably be able to save you $10,000', comes the reply.