Cop Car Page #3

Forty-five,

switching to Channel Seven.

Please repeat.

This is

unit 21, switching to Seven.

Seventeen.

Dispatch, this is 17,

switching over

to Channel Seven.

Confirmed. Dispatch

switching over to Channel Seven.

Hello, ladies.

Hush. Hush.

I said, "Hush. "

Hey. Hey.

All right, kids.

Fun's over.

I know who you are.

And you are in a whole hell

of a lot of trouble.

Do you understand?

It's downright stupid

to steal a police car,

but you've done it.

And what's done is done.

What we're looking at

is a felony offense.

A felony offense.

And what that means is

guaranteed jail time.

The only thing

that can help you now

is if that car is returned

to me in one piece.

And what that means

is you still have a chance

to work something out,

if you tell me

right now where you are.

Do you understand?

Keep going.

A little further.

Oh, perfect,

right there.

On three.

One!

Two!

Aim for the vest.

Two and a half!

Two and three quarters!

Now!

Ah, sh*t.

Maybe it's out of bullets.

I think

the trigger's stuck.

Where's the

little gun?

I don't know.

I'll go get

some more bullets.

Okay.

What do you think

this does?

I don't know.

Once again,

to the two children

who have stolen my vehicle.

This does not have to

be a felony offense.

Heck, it doesn't even

have to be a misdemeanor.

What's important is that the car

gets returned to me, immediately.

What?

If you do not know how to

use the radio, it's easy.

You just pick up the mic, and you

hold down the little black button

and you can talk, and when you're

through, you let go and I can talk.

And no one else can hear.

This doesn't have to be...

I just want my car back.

We should

get out of here.

Yeah, I'll go

get the stuff.

No!

What?

I mean leave the car.

What? Why?

'Cause we're

in big trouble.

We're not in trouble.

You're just too scared to drive

fast enough to get away from them.

I drive fast!

You don't drive fast.

I saw you.

You were only

going 35, p*ssy.

No, I'm not! I was

driving as fast as you.

Grandma's boy.

Hey!

Screw you!

Don't push me!

I'm gonna leave and you can go

to jail when the cops get here.

I'm not going

to jail.

Why not?

Don't kill me,

my God!

God! Please don't kill me.

It wasn't our fault.

I'll do anything.

I'll f***ing do anything.

I'll f***ing do anything, just

don't kill me. Don't f***ing kill me.

Wait. It wasn't our fault.

I told you.

I told you it wasn't.

"Dude, we got to do it now,"

and he said, "No. "

My brother,

where's my brother? You f***.

You f***. You don't...

You f***.

You killed him.

Don't kill me.

Don't kill me,

don't kill me.

Do it! Do it!

Are you a bad guy?

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