SCENE: The parking lot of a fast food joint, NIGHT TIME. In the lot, a rusted Chevy Blazer, with attached trailer. On the trailer is a Russian Orthodox Church, complete with gold dome. Pulled up behind the Chevy is a police cruiser. We watch as the OFFICER gets out of his cruiser, and shakes his head with a sigh as he walks up to the driver’s side of the Chevy. The driver is a SHIFTY DUDE.
Do you have any idea why I pulled you over?
Naw, man. I’m just mindin’ my own business here.
You want to explain to me what you’re doing at 2AM in the Kaptain Krabby’s parking lot, pulling a trailer with an entire Orthodox church on it? Where’d you get that church, man?
SHIFTY DUDE turns around, and acts as if he’s seeing the hundred-foot tall Russian Orthodox Church on the trailer attached to his Chevy Blazer for the first time.
Aw, man, that’s not even my church. I have no idea how that got there. Sumdood musta put it there when I was taking a piss at the Seven-Eleven a few miles back, I swear.
Please turn off your engine, and step out of the car, sir.
SHIFTY DUDE (conspiratorially)
Look, how about I just ditch the church in the dumpster out back, and you just forget about the whole thing? I got some icons in the trunk that, you know, I don’t really need any more, and someone could probably get some good money at Slick Eddie’s…
OFFICER (pretends to stick fingers in ears)
La-la-la…I’m not listening! You did so not try to bribe me just now, man. Get out of the car, and we’ll sort it out back at County.
Maybe we can try to give Sumdood a call and tell him to come claim the church he misplaced.
SHIFTY GUY, resigned to his fate, steps out of the car, gets handcuffed and frisked, and placed in the back of the cruiser. As the OFFICER closes the rear door, he looks up at the Orthodox church and scratches his head underneath the patrol cap.
Man, that’s going to be a shitload of paperwork for Evidence.