It's a police one. I like the lack of originality.
Sue: The boss. Bit weird, bit scatty.
Lucy: Deputy. Always insanely happy and positive.
Bill: Laid back/spaced out.
Kevin: Seriously odd.
Ricky: Normal. Very normal. The other characters inhabit 'sitcom land' and have typical sitcom reactions to situations. Ricky is like us and sees illogical behaviour for what it is. I didn't want him to seem dull compared with the others so made him short. Very short. Think Warwick Davis.
First 10 pages. (Without Sue and Ricky)
SCENE 1. EXT. AERIAL VIEW OF TOWN
AERIAL SHOTS OF GREAT RHOMBUS.
VOICEOVER: (V.O.)
Welcome to the beautiful town of Great Rhombus. An old
friendly town with old friendly ways. And at the heart of the
town is it's old friendly police force.
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SCENE 2. EXT. A STREET CORNER
SARGENT LUCY ROUNDS A CORNER AND MEETS FINGERS, AN OBVIOUS CROOK. HE CARRIES A BAG WITH LOOT POKING OUT AND HAS A HANDBAG OVER HIS SHOULDER.
FINGERS:
Errrr...
LUCY:
That's a very attractive handbag you have there Fingers.
FINGERS:
Thank you. I always think accessories really make an outfit.
LUCY REACHES OVER AND PULLS A BOX FROM THE LOOT BAG.
LUCY:
And is this your make up?
FINGERS:
I thought that was for jewellery when I grabbed it!
LUCY GIVES SUSPICIOUS LOOK.
FINGERS:
When..I grabbed it in the sales! But now I keep my make up in it instead.
LUCY GIVES DISBELLIEVING FACE.
FINGERS:
I feel naked with out a bit of make-up on.
LUCY:
How about now?
FINGERS:
I've gone for a very subtle look. Some people even think I don't wear any at all!
LUCY:
You've not stolen it and all those other things have you?
FINGERS:
(MUMBLES) No.
FINGERS LOOKS DOWN. LUCY PUTS HER FINGER UNDER HIS CHIN TO LIFT HIS HEAD BACK UP TO LOOK HIM IN THE EYES.
LUCY:
Fingers?
FINGERS:
Well....A bit.
LUCY:
Oh Fingers. I'm very disappointed in you. You've let me down,
you've let yourself down, and you've let everybody in Great
Rhombus down. What does that sign say?
LUCY POINTS TO A NEARBY SIGN SHOWING THE TOWN'S CREST. IT FEATURES A RHOMBUS AND THE WORDS "WELCOME TO GREAT RHOMBUS. PLEASE DON'T STEAL OUR STUFF".
FINGERS:
I'm very sorry Miss Lucy.
LUCY:
(PAUSE) Oh good. That's all right then. I don't have to arrest
you if you're sorry. But you still have to take everything back.
FINGERS:
Yes miss.
FINGERS PICKS UP THE LOOT BAG FULL OF SHAME AND HEADS OFF LEAVING LUCY FEELING SATISFIED.
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SCENE 3. EXT. A SHOPPING STREET
PC KEVIN IS GUIDING LEN OUT OF A SHOP. LEN HAS A SHOPPING TROLLEY FULL OF ODD THINGS. HIS CLOTHES ARE WORN AND SCRUFFY AND HE WEARS A HAT MADE OUT OF TINFOIL.
KEVIN:
Out you go mate.
LEN:
But I hadn't finished telling them!
KEVIN:
They just weren't interested in your stories Len.
LEN:
It's all true!
KEVIN:
I know.
LEN:
I WAS a stunt double for Marilyn Munroe!
KEVIN:
I know. You've told me before.
LEN:
They didn't believe me when I told them I sold the Pope my old
Squash Racket, or when I explained about my tinfoil hat.
KEVIN:
I was going to ask you about the hat.
LEN:
It's so the space rays can't get me!
KEVIN:
(WORRIED) What space rays?!
LEN:
The space rays that read your brain.
KEVIN:
(MORE WORRIED) Even mine?!
LEN:
Especially yours, what with you being a policeman. Your brain
would be an excellent find for them. Very...useful.
KEVIN:
B...B...But why are they doing this to me?! What do they want?!!
LEN:
They want to know what you're thinking. They want to know
everything about you, and when they do...
KEVIN:
(PANICKY) What?! What?!!!
LEN:
They'll control you!
KEVIN:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
KEVIN RUNS OFF COVERING HIS HEAD WITH HIS ARMS AND TRYING TO BAT AWAY INVISABLE SPACE RAYS.
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SCENE 4. EXT. AERIAL VIEWS OF TOWN.
MORE AERIAL SHOTS OF THE TOWN ZOOMING IN ON THE 2 POLICE STATIONS. ONE IS SMALL AND NICE. THE OTHER IS BIG AND EVIL.
VOICEOVER: (V.O.)
The old friendly police force in this old friendly town call this
beautiful old police station their home. Next door to this old
friendly police station is another police station. A lot less
friendly and a lot less old.
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SCENE 5. EXT. SUBURBAN STREET/ AERIAL VIEWS OF POLICE STATIONS.
PC BILL IS WALKING VACANTLY DOWN THE PATH OF A HOUSE LINED STREET.
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BACK TO VIEW OF 2 POLICE STATIONS
VOICEOVER: (V.O.)
Wait a minute! Why on earth do they have 2 police stations
next to each other? What kind of terrible management would
create a situation like that? I hope somebody explains how that
could happen.
(fades out) I bet they spent my taxes on it too...
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BACK TO BILL WHO WAS WAITING FOR THE VOICEOVER TO FINISH. HE STARTS WALKING AGAIN.
WE HEAR A DOG BARKING. AN UPSET WOMAN COMES OUT OF HER HOUSE TO COMPLAIN TO BILL.
WOMAN:
At last! You finally came about the dog next door barking
constantly! All the night it is. Every night. For a week! I rang 999
days ago!
BILL:
Ah! That's your problem. Our number is 998.
WOMAN:
Pardon?!
BILL:
I take it you're new around here. I'm from the old police station.
Our number is 998. That new fancy one is 999. They tend to
ignore calls they think are non-emergency, which they must
think a barking dog is I'm afraid. They're more into 'glamour
crime', rather than helping people.
WOMAN:
But why are there 2 police stations?
BILL:
Well, The old police station is a listed building so we couldn't
expand when the town grew, meaning they had to build a new
one. The new lot didn't like our old friendly ways. They're much
happier over there racing about in cars and zapping people
with electric pokey things.
BILL PRETENDS TO POKE WOMAN. SHE LOOKS SCARED.
BILL:
Anybody who still appreciates old friendly policing gets posted
in the old building. There's even some daft rumour that they
send all the losers and weirdos over to us, but I've not seen any
in our station! (Does weird look)
WOMAN:
But wouldn't the police authority want to shut down your old
one?
BILL:
The Police Commander is always looking for an excuse to close
us down. He sets us tasks which he doesn't think we can do
nearly every week and says if we don't do them he'll shut us
down. We've always managed to beat him though. Usually with
hilarious consequences.
VOICEOVERV.O.)
Very subtlety explained. But does it really make sense to...
BILL:
(Interrupting)...Anyway, let's sort that dog out!
BILL WALKS OVER TO THE DOOR OF THE HOUSE WITH THE DOG AND 'TALKS' THROUGH THE LETTERBOX. HE MAKES BARKING AND HOWLING SOUNDS WHICH GET ANSWERED BY THE DOG INSIDE. THE DOG GOES QUIET AND BILL WALKS BACK TO THE WOMAN.
BILL:
I found out the problem Madam. He seems a lot better after I've
had that little talk with him. He was just feeling really sorry for
himself. Turns out he had to be re-homed after his previous
owner was sent to prison. He doesn't miss him or anything. It's
just that his original name was Killer and his new family have
decided to call him Mr Fluffles. It's not easy to go for a walk in
the park and get called Mr Fluffles in front of other dogs.
Happened to me once.
THE WOMAN LOOKS PUZZLED AS BILL WALKS ON HIS WAY.
WE FOLLOW BILL ON HIS BEAT. HE PASSES A HOUSE. WE SEE FINGERS APPROACH A SIDE WINDOW AND THE CAMERA STAYS ON HIM AND LETS BILL WALK OFF.
FINGERS SLIDES OPEN THE WINDOW AND PUTS THE BAG OF LOOT THROUGH INTO THE HOUSE. HE THEN PRODUCES SOME FLOWERS AND TUCKS A CARD INTO THEM AND PUTS THE BUNCH THROUGH THE WINDOW INTO THE HOUSE AS WELL. HE LEAVES.
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