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EXLEY<br />
How's it going to look on your<br />
report?<br />
BUD<br />
It'll look like justice. That's<br />
what that fat fuck got. JUSTICE.<br />
EXLEY<br />
You don't know what the word means,<br />
you dumb bastard.<br />
Bud goes after Exley, but ten hands pull them apart.<br />
Dudley on Exley. Four cops genuinely having trouble<br />
on Bud.<br />
And as if things couldn't get crazier, shouts from the<br />
cops on the street. POLICE RADIOS CRANKED UP.<br />
DISPATCHER (V.O.)<br />
Repeat, three suspects escaped<br />
from the Hall of Justice jail.<br />
The Nite Owl killers: Raymond<br />
Coates, Tyrone Jones and Larry<br />
Fontaine. They are considered<br />
armed and extremely dangerous.<br />
Descriptions are as follows...<br />
INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY<br />
Electrified, "Nite Owl Killers" on everyone's lips.<br />
Exley strides through with purpose, beelines to a filing<br />
cabinet. Exley pulls the file he's looking for. He<br />
scans an interrogation transcript, reads to himself the<br />
words he's looking for:<br />
EXLEY<br />
'Give me one to feed the D.A....<br />
Roland Navarette. Lives on<br />
Bunker Hill. Runs a hole-up for<br />
parole absconders.'<br />
INT. HOLLYWOOD STATION - JACK'S DESK - DAY<br />
Police rush back and forth. Exley hurries over to the<br />
desk, but he's not there.<br />
EXLEY<br />
Anyone seen Jack Vincennes?<br />
A few cops mumble they haven't. As Exley decides what<br />
to do, Carlisle from the original arrest steps over.<br />
CARLISLE<br />
Is something up, Lieutenant?
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