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New technologies have left Hull behind. In the wake of this changing economy has come poverty, social decay and crime.
This is a story about a cop named DIRRER, and his crime fighting imaging software |
INT. POLICE STATION. DAY
D.I. WHUSTLE: Dirrer, we have this picture of the suspect. Could you run it through your databanks and identify him? DIRRER CHANGES THE TINT OF THE PICTURE, SLIGHTLY D.I. WHUSTLE: That's...that's very helpful, Dirrer. |
D.I. WHUSTLE: Dammit Dirrer, I can't have you running around changing the tint of every drug dealer's car window in town. You're off the case!
DIRRER: ++DIRRER DOES WHAT IT TAKES TO GET THE JOB DONE++ D.I. WHUSTLE: You won't have no job if you carry on like this! DIRRER wheels out of the room, making the door translucent as he goes |
D.I. WHUSTLE: Dammit Dirrer, you can't just go attacking the Chief!
DIRRER: ++DIRRER DOES WHAT IT TAKES TO GET THE JOB DONE++ D.I. WHUSTLE: You need to bring me proof! DIRRER: ++FACIAL ANALYSIS SUGGESTS CHIEF 94% EVIL++ D.I. WHUSTLE: No court in the land will convict on evidence like that! |
D.I. WHUSTLE: Dammit, DIRRER! How did you know the Chief was evil? DIRRER: ++CHIEF HAS TRANSFERRED EVIL INTO EVIL DIRRER++ D.I. WHUSTLE: Dammit, DIRRER! I have no idea what you're talking about! DIRRER: ++CHIEF IS INNOCENT++ D.I. Whustle: Dammit, DIRRER! Its too late for that now. He's already on his way to the electric chair. On your evidence! |
Reinstated Police Chief O'Connor: Dammit DIRRER, you may get results, but you cut a hell of a lot of corners! The penpushers up at City Hall are getting restless. I'm going to have to take you off the case. I'm sorry, DIRRER. You're on desk duty from now on. |
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