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Next week... COPS in Ronkonkoma! The COPS music plays in the background as we fade in. A police car screeches to a halt outside a Ronkonkoma residence. Cop 1: My God. Cop 2: I see it... I see it. The first cop cocks his gun. The second cop looks at his, decides it inadequate for the task ahead and tosses it aside, grabbing a grenade launcher from the back seat. He then proceeds to strike a button on the radio. Cop 2: Calling in a three-fourty-seven. Uninsured car parked on a private driveway! Repeat - UNINSURED CAR PARKED ON A PRIVATE DRIVEWAY! Dispatcher (over radio): Damn. This town has gone to Hell. Sending backup! Fade out, and in on a later scene. The two cops are edging around the side of the property. Cop 1: Expect heavy resistance. This isn't going to be pretty. Cop 2: I know. These are the days we dread. What's the plan? Cop 1: We bust in, tackle the suspect, and force this Sinner's License upon her. [holds it up] Fade to black. |