Snuff It #1
At The Theater
Corina: What are you up to? We're up on the rock on top of some
abandoned house with narco and BFMV suspects in it. We're waiting for them
to hit some places.
Powell: Sounds almost as exciting as our last call. It was right
out of "Gorillas in the Mist".
LAPD: To all units, CHP advises their officers are in pursuit of
a vehicle failing to yield, white Hyundai, license 2KFM102, now approaching
Glennoaks. (high speed chase, King pulls over)
P.A.: Driver! Put your hands out the window! Take your left hand,
unlock the door, and step out!
Singer: What's your name?
Singer: Get down on the ground, Glenn. (pause) Get down on the
King: Why you want me to get on the ground?
Singer: Get your hands away from your butt! Hit the ground!
Koon: (to Singer) Get back, we'll handle. (to King) Get down on
the ground! If you don't start following orders, I'm going to electrocute you!
Powell! You're the designated shooter! (scuffle, King Tased, screams) Anyone
else have a Taser?
others: Lie down! Put your hands up! Put your hands behind your
Koon: Powell and Wind, batons! Power strokes! (King beaten)
Koon: (later) You just had a big time use of force. Tased and beat
suspect of CHP pursuit, big time.
LAPD: Oh well, I'm sure the lizard didn't deserve it, ha ha. I'll
let them know OK.
other: Sounds like monkey slapping time.
car 2: Ooops what?
Powell: I haven't beat anyone this bad in a long time.
car 2: Oh not again. Why for you do that? Thought you agreed to
chill out for a while. What'd he do?
Powell: I think he was dusted. Many broken bones later, after the
King: (waking up at hospital) What happened?
Powell: We played a little baseball tonight, didn't we?
King: What do you mean?
Powell: We played a little hardball, and you lost.
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