Crime without Victim - Victim without Crime 2

Scene Two

A man is sitting on the left chair. (Because it is supposed to be another car nowthe police sign and the blue lights are gone.) The police officers are standing next to the sitting man. The older police officer is covering the younger one, touching his gun with one hand in the holder.

 

DRIVER:       Is anything wrong, officer?

PO Melvin:     Just answer my questions.

DRIVER:       All right then.

PO Melvin:     There was no question so far, be quiet!

 

Officer Melvin looks down at the driver, it seems as if he was waiting for something. The driver wonders what the police want from him. There is an awkward moment of silence.

 

PO Melvin:     (as if he’d already asked for the documents and now had to repeat) Give me your driver’s license and car documents!

DRIVER:       That was no question, was it?

CI Shamire:     (takes out the gun, aiming towards the driver) You don’t wanna make any problems, do you?

DRIVER:       (embarrassed and scared at the same time) No, no, no. Everything’s fine. (Looking for his documents) Here you are.(Handing over the documents)

 

Officer Melvin checks the documents. The driver seems a little nervous now. After a little while Melvin gives back the documents.

 

PO Melvin:     You seem nervous. So what is it that you’re hiding?

DRIVER:       What? Oh no. No! No! I’m just… just a little nervous because your partner is holding a gun in my face. That’s not a situation I’m used to dealing with.

CI Shamire:     What are you used to dealing with then?

DRIVER:       (not having a clue what they want from him) Hum?! What I deal with? What do you mean?

CI Shamire:    Coke, smack, crack, pot… You’re a pothead right?

DRIVER:       (even more embarrassed) No, I’m not! How could you… I mean why would you think such a thing?

CI Shamire:     You just said you’d deal every now and then.

DRIVER:       No, I didn’t.

CI Shamire:    Yeah, you did…You’d be better off confessing your crime right away.

DRIVER:       There’s nothing to confess. I’m as sober and as innocent as a priest.

CI Shamire:    There you gojust another confession!

DRIVER:       What?! What do you mean?? (Not feeling well anymore, scratching his neck)

PO Melvin:     Don’t give us any broad hints… Just tell us what you did straight away.

DRIVER:       (holding his hands up in the air) I did nothing but drive.

CI Shamire:     Don’t you dare waving about your hands…Just making me nervous…Don’t want me nervous, do you?

DRIVER:       (taking his hands back down) Look, I have no clue what this is all about… Would you mind telling me?

PO Melvin:     Just tell us what you had lately.

DRIVER:       I just had a long day at work…on my way home now.

PO Melvin:     Had a little beer, knocking your day off?

DRIVER:       (shaking his head) No, sir…

PO Melvin:     Just tell us what it was then.

DRIVER:       Nothing but water all day long.

PO Melvin:     No drugs?

DRIVER:       Never in my entire life!

CI Shamire:    Learnin’ the hard way then… Come on kiddo… (shaking his head unbelievingly) Who you wanna fool around with? You want us to take a test?

DRIVER:       Yeah, ok. Let’s do this test.

CI Shamire:     Just gettin’ more and more expensive for you if the test is positive…I’m not a back number!

DRIVER:       Ok, but it won’t be positive. Let’s get it over with! I just want to go to bed…the faster the better.

PO Melvin:     Just tell us what it was!

DRIVER:       (laughing slightly) Nothing!

CI Shamire:    Yeah, you think this is funny?

DRIVER:       Starting to think I’m on TV…yeah!

PO Melvin:     But you’re not.

CI Shamire:     Last chancetell us what kind of drug it was then.

 

Melvin is pointing his flashlight into the Driver’s eyes.

 

DRIVER:       (blinks with his eyes and holds his hand up to cover) There were no drugs. Let’s just do this test.

PO Melvin:     Get out of the car then. Hands where I can see them! Don’t you make any stupid moves.

 

Driver gets out of the car, holding his hands up in the air. He seems a little frightened. As soon as he is out of the car, Officer Melvin takes his hands down on his back and handcuffs him, pushing him ruggedly against the car.

 

PO Melvin:     (seems a little relieved as if the hard part was over now) OK, first of all we’ll take a FST [2].

CI Shamire:     (puts away his gun and gives Melvin a breathalyzer) Last chance to confess…

DRIVER:       (with a high voice, shaking his head) Nothing to confess…

PO Melvin:     Ok, breathe into this pipe for about 5 seconds.

 

Driver breathes into the pipe as requested. A little moment later it beeps.

 

PO Melvin:     (nodding his head approvingly towards CI Shamire) Negative.

CI Shamire:     (a little excited) Take the drug test. (voice getting higher) Take the drug test.

 

Officer Melvin dabs with some kind of a Q-tip over the Driver’s front. Afterwards he dips the Q-tip thing into the tester which is filled with some liquid. They all wait a few seconds.

 

PO Melvin:     The color is not changingit’s negative! No drugs at all…

DRIVER:       Humlike I told you…

CI Shamire:     I can’t believe I’ve lost the bet…I mean you told the truth!

DRIVER:       A bet?! What kind of a bet?

PO Melvin:     (opens the driver’s handcuffs) What? Bet? No, not a bet…there is no bet…never was!

DRIVER:       (pointing at Chief Inspector Shamire) Yeah, you said something about a bet!

CI Shamire:     Hum. No, I just said now it’s time for you to go to bed… to BED (stressing the d in bed)

PO Melvin:     (smiling) Not bad! Not bad. You’re free to drive on. Just go… (using his hands to shoo him away)

 

The Driver steps back into his car and drives away.

 

PO Melvin:     Hum, that was a close one…

CI Shamire:     Hell, yeah. Another turn?

PO Melvin:     Sure, why not. Your pick…

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