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LOUDSPEAKER Stop right there and turn around with your hands empty. HILLY Shit. While Hilly is standing there frozen the policemen climb out of the car, their guns out. They come up on either side of Hilly. POLICEMAN #1 (white male, brunette, 20s, in shape) removes the wallet from his hand. HILLY (CONT'D) Hello, officers. My name is Hilliard Brown and this here is my Uncle, Mr. P-Tolemy Grey. POLICEMAN #2 (to Ptolemy) Are you okay, sir? POLICEMAN #2 is a blond clone of #1. Ptolemy doesn’t seem to understand. He’s the perfect victim. POLICEMAN #1 (to Hilly) Alright, down on your knees. HILLY My knees? Man, these is new pants and he really is my uncle. Policeman #1 pushes Hilly to hurry the process. Seeing the danger Ptolemy makes a supreme intellectual effort. PTOLEMY
No, no, no, no, Mr. Bull. Uh-uh. No. This here is, um, um, Reggie... No, uh-uh, we goin’ to see Reggie and this is Hilliard. He’s my sister’s daughter’s son. POLICEMAN #2 (to Hilly) Show me some, ID.
Hilly is eager to comply.
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