Line of Duty Page #4

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08:34 INT. APPROVED PREMISES. MOMENTS LATER. |

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Enter Steve. He flashes his ID. |

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STEVE |

DS Arnott. I need the key to |

Lindsay Denton’s room. |

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The receptionist hands him the key and Steve |

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08:45

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09:11

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sprints upstairs.

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INT. APPROVED PREMISES. LANDING. MOMENTS LATER.

Steve lets himself into Lindsay’s room.

Steve steps in. He looks round the room, goes

through the draws searching through Lindsay’s

things for his pocketbook, but to no avail.

He shuts the door to wait for Lindsay to come

back.

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EXT. INDUSTRIAL ESTATE, PORTACABIN. CONTINUOUS

Uniformed officers are still setting up an outer

cordon in which other personnel are permitted to

enter if they sign in. Hastings is signing in.

POLICE OFFICER:

Sir.

Police officer raises the barrier tape and

Hastings steps through.

He walks down a small corridor between the

portacabins.

An inner cordon contains forensic investigators

only in white suits gathering evidence from

inside and surrounding the vehicle.

Hastings glimpses Lindsay’s body in the car.

He’s stunned.

HASTINGS:

Mother of God.

His eyes fall on the registration plate. Steve

Arnott’s registration number.

LINDSAY (V.O)

(Voicemail message.)

This is Lindsay Denton.

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INT. APPROVED PREMISES. MOMENTS LATER.

Steve gets fed up of waiting. He has called

Lindsay again.

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Music Ends

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Music

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09:10

DUR:
0’47”.

Specially

composed by

Carly

Paradis.

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LINDSAY (O.S.) (CONT’D)

(Voicemail message.)

Please leave a message after the

tone.

STEVE:

(Into phone.)

I know you nicked my pocketbook. I

don’t know where you are (or what)

He hears a click. Reacts. Ha hangs up and moves

slowly towards the door.

The door smashes in.

AFO X:

ARMED POLICE! ARMED POLICE!

Four armed officers (SAs) burst in, led by AFO X

who balls at Steve while the others train their

pistols on him.

STEVE:

I’m AC-12. I’m AC-12.

AFO X:

You. Keep your hands above your

head! Down on your knees!

STEVE (OVERLAPPING)

(Complying.)

I’m police. Just calm down! I’m

police.

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