text_original: "Stop!" snarled Harbauer, and his right hand flashed up. "See this? Perhaps you don't know what it is; I'll tell you. It's an automatic pistol  not so efficient as your disintegrator ray, but deadly enough. There is certain death for eight men in my hand. Understand?"
text_transcription: STOP SNARLED HARBOWER AND HIS RIGHT HAND FLASHED UP SEE THIS PERHAPS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS I'LL TELL YOU IT IS AN AUTOMATIC PISTOL NOT SO EFFICIENT AS YOUR DISINTEGRATOR RAY BUT DEADLY ENOUGH THERE IS CERTAIN DEATH FOR EIGHT MEN IN MY HAND UNDERSTAND
phonemes: "stˈɑːp!" snˈɑːɹld hˈɑːɹbaʊɚ, ænd hɪz ɹˈaɪt hˈænd flˈæʃt ˈʌp. "sˈiː ðˈɪs? pɚhˈæps juː dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wʌt ɪɾ ˈɪz; aɪl tˈɛl juː. ɪts ɐn ˌɔːɾəmˈæɾɪk pˈɪstəl nˌɑːt sˌoʊ ɪfˈɪʃənt æz jʊɹ dˌɪsˈɪntᵻɡɹˌeɪɾɚ ɹˈeɪ, bˌʌt dˈɛdli ɪnˈʌf. ðɛɹ ɪz sˈɜːʔn̩ dˈɛθ fɔːɹ ˈeɪt mˈɛn ɪn maɪ hˈænd. ˌʌndɚstˈænd?"