OK, it's shite. But after the tone of today, wanted to do something light.
Thought it would be funny to have PCs behaving like children as it's funny seeing grown policemen riding in the back of cars. Couldn't find where to take it but after some rambling ended up here:
INT. POLICE CAR - DAY:
THREE POLICEMEN ARE INSIDE, TWO IN THE FRONT (PC STEVE, WHO'S DRIVING, & PC TERRY) AND ONE AT THE BACK (PC DAVE).
DAVE:
I don't see why I always have to go in the back
STEVE (WITH THE AIR OF SOMEONE SPEAKING TO A CHILD):
Look, Dave, I've told you before, whoever gets to the car first goes in the front.
DAVE:
But it's not fair! Terry always goes in the front!
STEVE:
He must just be quicker. There's nothing I can do, it's the rules.
DAVE:
It's just because he's bigger than me. He's a bully.
TERRY (UNDOES HIS SEAT BELT SO HE CAN TURN ROUND AND PUNCH DAVE IN THE HELMET):
Shut up shnip!
DAVE:
Ow! Steve, he hit me!!
RADIO:
Calling all cars. A stolen vehicle is speeding down Huxbury Lane.
STEVE:
Look, shut up you two. We'll deal with this later. (TO RADIO) Steve to control – We'll handle this.
TERRY HITS DAVE AGAIN, BEFORE TURNING BACK TO THE FRONT.
DAVE:
Ow!
F/X SIRENS WAILING.
EXT. THE POLICE CAR PULLS OFF.
INT. THE CAR. CAN SEE A CAR AHEAD WHICH THEY'RE CHASING.
DAVE:
Well, I still think it's unfair.
CAR AHEAD SWERVES, REVEALING A BOLLARD DIRECTLY AHEAD
STEVE:
Oh, C….
F/X: LOUD BANG
SMOKE CLEARS. THE CAR IS SMASHED UP. STEVE AND DAVE ARE SAT BACK IN THEIR SEATS, SHOCKED. TERRY HAS BEEN THROWN THROUGH THE WINDSCREEN BY THE IMPACT AND IS SITTING UP IN THE ROAD.
TERRY:
It's OK, lads, just cuts and bruises – and a broken wrist I think. Probably be out for a few months though.
DAVE:
Does that mean I can sit in the front?
STEVE:
Yeah, alright
THINK! ALWAYS WEAR A SEATBELT. OR THAT ANNOYING PRAT BEHIND WILL GET YOUR SEAT
