This is how I would imagine schedules are kept in Mordor:
Khamul: My lord, this is an unexpected pleasure. We are honoured by your presence.
The Witch-King: You may dispense with the pleasantries. I am here to put you back on schedule.
Khamul: I assure you, lord, my men are working as fast as they can.
The Witch-King: Perhaps I can find new ways to motivate them.
Khamul: I assure you, Lord; this fortress will be operational as planned.
The Witch-King: The Dark Lord does not share your optimistic appraisal of the situation.
Khamul: But he asks the impossible. I need more men.
The Witch-King: Then perhaps you can tell him when he arrives
Khamul: The Dark Lord is coming here?
The Witch-King: That is correct. And he is most displeased with your apparent lack of progress.
Khamul: We shall double our efforts.
The Witch-King: I hope so for your sake. The Dark Lord is not as forgiving as I am.
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