text_original: Neale's voice sank to a whisper, his eyes intent to read belief in the cold face of Allison Lee. "I thank you, Neale, for your service to me and your defense of her," he said. "What can I do for you?"
text_transcription: NEIL'S VOICE SANK TO A WHISPER HIS EYES INTENT TO READ BELIEF IN THE COLD FACE OF ALISON LEE I THANK YOU NEED YOU YOUR SERVICE TO ME IN YOUR DEFENCE OF HER HE SAID WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU
phonemes: nˈiːlz vˈɔɪs sˈæŋk tʊ ɐ wˈɪspɚ, hɪz ˈaɪz ɪntˈɛnt tə ɹˈiːd bᵻlˈiːf ɪnðə kˈoʊld fˈeɪs ʌv ˈælɪsən lˈiː. "aɪ θˈæŋk juː, nˈiːl, fɔːɹ jʊɹ sˈɜːvɪs tə mˌiː ænd jʊɹ dᵻfˈɛns ʌv hɜː," hiː sˈɛd. "wˌʌt kæn aɪ dˈuː fɔːɹ juː?"