(Night noises; crickets)

COP1: Why are we still doin’ this shit? It’s gotta be like – two in the morning.

COP2: Gordon said he wanted every inch of the scene picked over.

COP1: I can’t see a damn thing; it’s wasted time.

COP2: You wanna tell him that? After everything that happened today?

COP1: Ahh.

COP2: I’m gonna go get a coffee. You still take it black?

COP1: Yeah. Thanks. Every inch. He can kiss every inch of my ass. Huh? The hell is this?
(click)

CRANE: (recording) However to control fear, one must first understand fear.

COP1: The fuck is this?

CRANE: (recording) Webster’s Dictionary describes fear as: a distressing…

(CRANE KNOCKS OUT THE COP WITH A GRUNT)

CRANE: (out of breath, in pain) Sorry, son. I can’t let you have that. (pained hiss) Afraid I’ll need this, too. (takes the cop’s gun) My apologies for the probable concussion. Now then. (hiss) Home. Need to get – home.