Setting: There is a young man sitting in a chair, in front of a table. The young man, and the table are surrounded by two men, each wearing dark trenchcoats. The men look like something you read out of a cheap mystery novel, dark, mysterious, and smoke. They are all in a small room, with one bright light glaring at the young man.

COP #1: So, where were you on the 24th, Mr. Gibson?

JERSEY: I wasn't fuckin' here, now, was I? How many times do I have to tell ya'? Do ya' need yer hearing checked? I can run to a corner store, and buy ya' prats some Goddamn Q-tips if ya' ain't gonna listen!

-The second cop blows smoke into the young mans face. The young man coughs.-

COP #2: Answer the fuckin' question, Mr. Gibson, unless you want your ass turned into a playground, you piece of shit!

JERSEY: I was watchin' a movie.

COP #1: Really? Which one?

JERSEY: Cock-Butter: The Return Of Orgasmo, ya' silly shit. Ya' got the damn movie ticket in a fuckin' evidence bag with the date an' time on it. Of course, unless ya' need a pair of glasses to go with that Q-tip, up your ass!

-Cop #2 sucker-punches the young man in the face. Blood comes from the young man's mouth.-

COP #2: Keep it civil, otherwise we'll send you to a fuckin' morgue instead of a jail.

JERSEY: F-U-C-K Y-O-U-! I wasn't anywhere near the damn shootin' you keep asking me about. I was in a movie house wankin'. Now, let me fuckin' go before I press charges on both your asses!

-Both cops look at each other. #1 shrugs, and #2 calls in a Sergeant to let the young man out. The young man and the Sergeant walk out of the police station, and the Sergeant takes off the hand-cuffs when they exit the building. The young man rubs his wrists, and his split lip, knowing now what to do.-

-Find the man trying to frame him.-

01/24/2002

Posted on 01/24/2002
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