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SCREENPLAY BY THEA BARNES

INT. POLICE STATION- NIGHT





          MID SHOT of OFFICER CLARKE, middle-aged man, 
          standing with his knuckles rested on the 
          desk, head down. The CAMERA PANS upwards 
          revealing the wall behind him which is covered 
          with evidence, suspect pictures, maps etc,                           revealing the extensive task of this investigation.

          CAMERA CUTS to the door, as OFFICER MANNINGS enters.

OFFICER MANdumINGS
You gotta see this, i've 

  just spent the last 3 hours
re-watching that bastards

      tape and whilst admittedly,this
      theory is rather imaginative I 
    just want you to hear me out.

         CAMERA PANS following OFFICER MANNINGS walking over 
         to the TV stationed in the corner of the office. 
         CUTS back to OFFICER CLARKE, who folds his arms in a                judging manner and takes a big sigh of frustration.

OFFICER MANNINGS

  Yeah i can hear you huffing and
      puffing and I am ever so sorry for 
   wasting your precious time, but 
       potentially in a matter of 3 minute 
    you could be kiss my ass wishing 

    you had let me on this case much,
much earlier 

OFFICER CLARKE

(sternly)

     I'd watch what you say Mannings, I
    can have you kicked off this case
quicker that I let you on

OFFICER MANNINGS

(mockingly)

       Lets see if you're saying this after
I show you this! 

         CAMERA CUTS to the TV in the corner, with MANNINGS 
         standing next to it, with his arm casually resting on the            corner of the TV. Tape begins to play a grainy                      police interrogation showing an overweight man, wearing
         an all grey, stained, prison clothes, sitting with his 
         arms crossed compliantly answering questions. 

         FADE TO BLACK

         FADE IN:

         INSIDE POLICE STATION,same scene that MANNING was showing            CLARKE however, this is actually the interrogation which            happened 2 weeks prior. Behind one side over the desk sits          2 policemen in dull suits, clipboards in hand, and on the            other, the same overweight man, in his stained grey                  tracksuit.

FIRST POLICEMAN

(mockingly)

       This time try telling us the truth 
           about where you put her, I know it may 
             be hard to sit there with the blood of a 
        young girl on your hands and oh i'm 
              sure it affects your memory but just try, 
            really try okay, i hope i'm not causing 
you any trouble