Woman: Lewis Country Store.

LPC: Yeah, this is Herbie Blunt.

LPC: I got a lottery ticket from you all up there a couple days ago.

Woman: Mm-hmm.

LPC: And I won $200.

LPC: It was a big winner.

Woman: Uh-huh.

LPC: But I can't find my ticket.

LPC: I lost it.

LPC: I lost my ticket.

LPC: So can you guys all just look me up and just verify it?

LPC: I mean, it came from your store, so.

Woman: I—there’s nothin’ I can help you with, on that, hon’.

LPC: After I won $200.

Woman: Yes, I'm sorry, I mean, but there's nothing I can do about it.

LPC: So you can just look up the code.

LPC: I mean, it came from your store.

Woman: No, I can't look it up.

Woman: No, you'd have to call the lottery commission to look up any tickets that you've lost.

LPC: Well, I did.

LPC: They told me to talk to you all up here.

LPC: Well, I won $200.

Woman: I don't know how to go into this system.

Woman: They're full of it because I don't know how to go in and look up old lottery tickets from three days ago.

LPC: Well, can you just give me $200?

LPC: I mean, I'm in there two three times.

Woman: —No, I can’t give you any money without the ticket, no!—

LPC: —I’m in there three times a day!—

Woman: —And the Lottery Board knows that and they’ll tell you that!

LPC: I’m in there two, three times a day!

Woman: I know, but, hon, without that ticket, I'm not giving you $200 without a ticket,

Woman: because then when it comes up short, then it comes out of my check.

Woman: No, I'm not paying for it.

LPC: Just use your scanner.

LPC: Just scan it in there, and you'll see that I got it from your store.

Woman: Y—well, you have to have the ticket for me to scan!—

Woman: I don't have access.

Woman: I don't have access to get what you bought three days ago.

Woman: And if you lost the ticket, that's on you.

Woman: I can't give you $200 without the ticket.

LPC: Can you just give me?

LPC: some more tickets then lottery tickets two hundred dollars for them no i can i

LPC: give you two hundred dollars worth of lottery tickets in place for it no i already won i won big

Woman: well you didn't well i don't know that you don't have your ticket so i can't prove it well i'm telling you i did

Woman: didn't i that's not enough for me honey anybody could tell me that they they won two hundred dollars on a ticket

LPC: i don't mean i'm going to pay it look my grandfather came in there he was in there two three times a day

Woman: Hon, I'm sorry if your grandfather come in here and you come in here all the time without a ticket i cannot do a payout

LPC: My grandfather came before me.

Woman: I'm sorry, hun, I've got customers to tend to.

LPC: Listen, just give me some tickets.

LPC: I'll pick up some tickets from you, all right?

LPC: Later tonight.

Woman: —No, I’m not giving you any free tickets! Sorry!—

LPC: What do you mean?

LPC: They're not free.

LPC: I already won from you.

LPC: You don't you see?

Woman: You give me the money.

Woman: You'll get the tickets.

Woman: Try to come up here and get the tickets without the money, you'll see.

Woman: Country store.

Woman: May I help you?

LPC: Hey, this is Herbie Blunt calling.

LPC: All right.

Woman: Yes, I'm kind of busy, hon.

Woman: I cannot sit here and debate over whether I'm paying you $200 or not.

LPC: Well, you're.

LPC: You'll be paying me the money.

Woman: Because without a ticket, I'm not doing it.

Woman: Do what?

LPC: You're going to pay me.

Woman: No, I'm not paying you anything.

Woman: I'll tell you what.

Woman: You come on up here and see if I'm going to give you free tickets or anything for free without a damn ticket to verify that you bought it.

LPC: —my grandfather used to come in there before me!—

Woman: I don't care if your grandfather came up here.

Woman: I cannot give you anything for free.

Woman: You don't have a ticket.

Woman: I cannot help you.

LPC: Hey, I know.

Woman: —Now stop callin’ and stop botherin’ me!

LPC: You're harassing me, lady.

Woman: No, you're calling here and harassing me.

Woman: Now, like I said, if you want to come on up here and try it, go right.

LPC: I know the guitar pair of Slash, and I'm going to bring him in there.

Woman: I don't care who you know.

Woman: Y'all think you're full of shit.

Woman: It's what I think.

LPC: He's going to come in there.

Woman: Lewis Country Store.

LPC: Hello, this is Herbie Blunt calling.

LPC: Now, listen, I need you all to fetch what I need.

LPC: Okay, that's all as I need today, is my 200 lottery tickets, all right?

Woman: Well, you are going to have to contact the lottery commission.

LPC: I don't talk to them.

Woman #1: I don't have any thing to do with that.

Woman: Well, then if you've talked to them, then they can send you your money.

LPC: Well, they told me to talk to the manager up here is who I need to talk to.

Woman: No, she's not allowed to give you the money.

Woman: She's talked to the owners, and they will not allow that.

LPC: Well, I’m gonna come up there and get what I need! So—

Woman: —Well, if you do that, you’re gonna get what you need and probably a bullet in your ass at the same time, so you go right ahead—

LPC: Hey, I'm going to come up and body blow, body blow, body blow.

LPC: How's that sound?

Woman: Okay, well, that sounds great.

Woman: You come right on up, sweetheart.

Woman: We're waiting.

LPC: I know Slash.

LPC: You ever heard of Slash, a guitar player?

Woman: You know what?

Woman: I know all kinds of people.

Woman: I know good meth heads

Woman: and bad meth heads and, you know, I know all kinds of things, too.

Woman: But if you think that you're going to come up here and get your lottery tickets,

Woman: then you march your little happy ass right on up here.

LPC: Slash is going to come up there and whoopee.

LPC: You got me?

Woman: Well, that's good.

Woman: All right.

Woman: Well send him on.

LPC: Hey, I'm going to come up there and body blow, body blow, body blow.

LPC: Does that sound good?

Woman: Okay.

Woman: That sounds great.

LPC: [siren] Why don’t you just fetch what I need?

Woman: I don't know how to fetch.

Woman: I'm not a fucking dog.

LPC: Just fetch me my money.

LPC: That's all I need.

Woman: Well, go fetch a fuckin’ job and quit playin’ lottery!

Woman: I've got both your numbers.

Woman: I'll have the owners call you back when they're ready.

LPC: I'll bring my machete up there.

Woman: Why don't you bring your machete up?

Woman: You're the same stupid ass threatening to come up here with a tree limb and beat my ass.

Woman: Come on and do it.

LPC: —I got a machete, bud!—

Woman: Quit talking your shit.

Woman: Old man, ain't you got nothing better to do?

LPC: I got a machete.

Woman: Get your shit out of the dirt and do something, you chicken shit, motherfucker.

Woman: Come on.

Woman: Lewis Country Store, may I help you?

Ayla: Hello.

Ayla: This is Ala at the Lottery.

Ayla: What can I do for you?

Ayla: You had some questions about selling a winning ticket?

Woman: Oh! It’s a—no, it is a man who is callin’ and harassin’ us—

Woman: and he wanted me to pay him for a ticket he had bought.

Woman: That was a $200 winner, he said, and I told him, no, I couldn't do it without the ticket.

Woman: —And he told me that yes, I could, that y’all told him I could—

Woman: And I told him no.

Woman: And so, yeah, that's who called you.

Woman: He's just trying to harass us more.

Ayla: Oh, okay.

Woman: —If I were you, I would—yeah, I wouldn’t listen to anybody else—

Ala: I guess he just transferred me over.

Ala: to you. I don't know why, but, okay.

Woman: I don't know how he's done it or whatever, but yeah, he's the same,

Woman: it's the same crappy old man that was calling up here last night of Rasmus.

Woman #1: Okay, I got to. So, yeah.

Ala: All right. No problem. You have a good day.

Woman #1: I'm sorry. All right.

Ayla: That's okay.

Ayla: Bye-bye.

Woman #1: Bye-bye.

Man: Lewis Country Store.

Woman #1: I got it.

Woman: Lewis Country Store.

Tammy: Hi, this is Tammy. Can I help you? Hello?—

Woman: You called me.

Woman #1: Hello?

Tammy: No, no, I didn't call you.

Tammy: I spoke to somebody, I guess.

Woman: No, you definitely called me.

Woman: I just answered the phone, and it says, private on my caller ID.

Tammy: This is Tammy from Louisiana Lottery.

Tammy: I did not call you.

Woman: Okay, look, sweetheart.

Woman: Y'all, you'll quit calling me, okay?

Woman: Quit calling me.

Woman: This is the third time y'all called me.

Woman: Stop it.

Woman: We're not even in Louisiana.

Woman: We're in Tennessee.

Woman: So stop calling me.

Woman: What do you want?

Michael: Hi, this is Michael at the lottery.

Michael: You have questions?

Woman: No, this isn't Michael with the lottery.

Woman: This is area code 971-276-28-9.

Woman #1: And let me tell you something.

Woman #1: You call it my goddamn employees again.

Woman #1: I will hunt you down, and I'll make you wish you had a goddamn machete.

Woman: Do you understand me?

Woman #1: You quit calling my goddamn business.

Woman #1: I'm going to have your goddamn ass arrested.

Woman #1: I've got your goddamn caller ID right here.

Woman #1: You understand me?

Michael: Great.

Woman: —Do you fuckin’ understand me?

Michael: I understand you.

Michael: I fucking understand you.