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Here is a little sketch wot I wrote:

(A man and a woman sit in their drawing room drinking tea and reading the 
papers.  The phone rings and the husband answers it.)

PHONE: Don't speak.  Don't ask questions.  Just listen.  We've got your 
daughter Lucy and we're going to kill her unless you give us ten thousand 
pounds tomorrow morning by the bridge.  Got it?

HUSBAND: But.. 

PHONE: Quiet.  Ten thousand pounds.

(The caller hangs up and the husband returns to his chair, sits, and 
reads his paper).

WIFE: Who was that, dear?

HUSBAND: Do we have a daughter at all?

WIFE; No, dear.

HUSBAND:  Must've been a wrong number then.

(He reads his paper nonchalently)

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