text_original: Coffee stood up. His face turned yellow. His lips snarled. "Coffee, here's your side partner," called Neale, and his voice was biting. "I've got you both dead to rights, you liars!... You never even tried to work on my plans for Number Ten."
text_transcription: COFFEE STOOD UP HIS FACE TURNED YELLOW HIS LIPS SNARLED COFFEE HERE'S YOUR SIDE PARKER CALLED NEIL AND HIS VOICE WAS BITING I'VE GOT YOU BOTH DEAD TO RIGHTS YOU LIARS YOU NEVER EVEN TRIED TO WORK ON MY PLANS FOR NUMBER TEN
phonemes: kˈɔfi stˈʊd ˈʌp. hɪz fˈeɪs tˈɜːnd jˈɛloʊ. hɪz lˈɪps snˈɑːɹld. "kˈɔfi, hˈɪɹz jʊɹ sˈaɪd pˈɑːɹtnɚ," kˈɔːld nˈiːl, ænd hɪz vˈɔɪs wʌz bˈaɪɾɪŋ. "aɪv ɡɑːt juː bˈoʊθ dˈɛd tə ɹˈaɪts, juː lˈaɪɚz!... juː nˈɛvɚɹ ˈiːvən tɹˈaɪd tə wˈɜːk ˌɔn maɪ plˈænz fɔːɹ nˈʌmbɚ tˈɛn."