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| Third watch | |
| By Leo | ||||||||||
| 20 June 2006 | ||||||||||
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I’ve been watching ‘Third watch’ on the FX channel recently and I think it is just the best drama series on TV. In my humble opinion anyway… For those who aren’t aware it follows the trials and tribulations (on and off duty) of various members of the fire, paramedic and police teams around the 55th precinct in New York. I’ve just had a go at a very short scene in which two police officers are called to a suspicious death. The officers are Boscorelli and Yokas Maurice 'Bosco' Boscorelli is a young hot headed beat cop. He is very much an ‘action man’ who yearns to progress to a more hands on tactical unit one day. He sees justice as very much a black and white concept, and pursues it with that ruthless objectivity that you find only in the young Faith Yokas is his partner. She is that little bit older, and worldlier. She has two kids and a husband. She has forced to face up to the challenges of being a female in a very male environment as well as having to balance being a mum with being a police officer. She brings the empathy and sensitivity to the partnership that Bosco lacks. This is my first go at script writing. It is something I’m really keen to develop. It just the form beguiles me. On that note I’ve kind of half used an American text book from the library to determine format. Apologies if it’s supposed to be done differently!!.. Any gaffes re police procedure or geography are totally mine. When I explained to my team of researchers that this was a free post they downed tools and went to the pub… I’m really keen on feedback, and any pointers on how to progress will be warmly received. EXT. OUTSIDE HOTEL – DAY Late afternoon outside a seedy downtown hotel. A homeless guy pushes his trolley past. The black and white patrol car pulls up and officers start to exit. BOSCORELLI: (Standing outside the car door and using the radio) Unit 2 confirm attendance at the Chelsea Hotel responding to suspicious death. Out. (An elderly lady comes down the steps to meet them.) YOKAS: Ok mam, I’m officer Yokas. You reported a death. You wanna show us to the room? LADY: Its terrible, I knocked on the door to remind them to check out. They didn’t answer. I tried and tried. In the end I used the master key.. it was terrible.. oh my god… they just wouldn’t wake up… YOKAS: Ok mam, it’s ok… if you just want to show us up to the room LADY: It’s room 100. Please are you going to be long? Its just I’ve got other guests arriving. It’s a popular room… I don’t know what to do… YOKAS: Just wait in reception mam, we’ll tell you as soon as we are done… can I have the key… INT. HOTEL ROOM They enter a spartan hotel room. The curtains are drawn. The heating is on full. An empty bottle of wild turkey lies on the bedside table. A male and female form lay on the bed. At least one hypodermic syringe is visible. Their hands are entwined. Like Romeo and Juliet. BOSCORELLI: Jeez it stinks in here, open the window Yokas.. goddam filthy junky bums.. They never heard of a shower? YOKAS: You’re all heart Bosco (Removing her hand from her mouth and nose to speak and then open the window) BOSCORELLI: Junky scum.. I don’t see why the city wastes our tax dollar giving these losers a funeral. They should stick them in the incinerator... that way they give something back to the city YOKAS: They’re somebody’s kids Bosco.. (Boscorelli spots a note pad on the bed next to the dead guy, and leans over it) YOKAS: Suicide note? (Bosco pokes at it with his torch) BOSCORELLI: You call that handwriting!. You’ll need an egghead at the crime lab to decipher that. Don’t they teach these kids to write anymore? YOKAS: (Standing over the body) She’s beautiful Bos. Look at her skin.. BOSCORELLI: What? YOKAS: I said she’s beautiful… it’s such a waste… BOSCORELLI: It’s their choice Faith. No one put that needle in their arm. They coulda stopped at anytime YOKAS: We need to call the coroner BOSCORELLI: Fine. Let some other schmuck do the paperwork. Suits me. (He puts his latex gloves on. And reaches in his jean pocket for ID) YOKAS: Hey Bos whatya doing? Bos? You shouldn’t be touching anything Bos.. BOSCORELLI: He’s pissed his pants. He’s pissed his frickin pants. Why do they always piss their pants? YOKAS: I’m sure he’s sorry Bosco. Sorry for the inconvenience. I must remember to pull his grieving mother to one side and say ‘hey Boscorelli says you shoulda spent more time going over the correct etiquette for dying of a drugs overdose’, I’m sure she’ll understand. BOSCORELLI: Yuck.. here I got it.. Peter Do-herty YOKAS: Do-herty d’you say Do-herty? BOSCORELLI: Yeh.. Look it’s a Brit passport. Goddammed tourists are dying on our streets now. YOKAS: The Pete Do-herty. The rock star guy? Didn’t he get chucked outta his band for being wasted all the time? BOSCORELLI: Well they aint gonna let him back in now… YOKAS: This girl.. oh no… oh no!.. you know who this is.. BOSCORELLI: Na.. who is it? Some groupie broad? YOKAS: Oh jeez Bos you better call the sarge.. we got something here… BOSCORELLI: Fine I’ll call the sarge.. damn junkie bums… YOKAS: I’m serious Bosco, this is big… real big.. Fade out Fade in EXT. STREET OUTSIDE HOTEL - DUSK TV crews swarming around the outside of the hotel.
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