*** AREA CAR - 2:10 AM ***

Tony and Polly are driving down Jamaica Lane, having just headed back out after refs.

PC Stamp:

I hate curried rice!

WPC Page:

Curried rice? Whatcha on about, Tone?

PC Stamp:

My midnight snack. It doesn't agree with me.

WPC Page:

That'll teach you to stray from the reliable bacon rolls!

Tony grunts.

PC Stamp:

I arrive late, get a telling off from Monroe, then I pick up a dodgy radio, and to top it all off, I get indigestion from a snack!

Polly smirks cheekily at him.

PC Stamp:

I mean, what's wrong with these radios? You're lucky if you can even call in nowadays. Did you hear about Cath and that mugger?

WPC Page:

No, what?

Tony is cut short by June's voice.

WPC Ackland:

Sierra One from Sierra Oscar receiving?

WPC Page:

Go ahead, June.

PC Stamp:

At last, some action!

WPC Ackland:

A break and enter on Siskin Road, can you deal?

WPC Page:

On way. ETA, three minutes.

Tony drives at full speed ahead, dodging traffic islands and speeding though red lights.

PC Stamp:

Right, we're almost there, Poll!

Tony swerves to the right. The car screeches to a halt and they make their way out.

PC Stamp:

Stay close, Poll! We don't know how many suspects there are.

Tony and Polly chase after the fleeing shadows. They follow the two men through to Canley Common.

Josh Jackson:

It's the filth. Run!

Polly and Tony continue pursuit. The two men split up, Tony heading after the taller IC1, Polly following the IC3, who has bolted towards the bushes surrounding the border of the park.

WPC Page:

Stop, police!

Tony runs into a dark alleyway, looking for his IC1 suspect.

PC Stamp:

Right, you can't have just disappeared.

Tony looks everywhere but can't find him. Polly, still pursuing her suspect through the denser area, notices the IC3 reach a wired fence. He turns, looking somewhat confused.

WPC Page:

Wasn't really worth the bother, was it?

Josh Jackson:

Look, can't we just forget this?

Polly heads towards him, reaching for her radio.

Josh Jackson:

Stop that, girlie!

WPC Page:

Look, back off!

Polly grabs one of his arms, and secures it behind his back. Jackson cries out in pain.

WPC Page:

595 from 469, I've got one of 'em. Location, please.

Polly pauses.

WPC Page:

595 from 469, receiving?

Tony taps his radio as a burst of static is heard.

WPC Page:

Great. Right, move it.

Polly reaches for her handcuffs, as Josh continues struggling.

Josh Jackson:

Stop it! You're hurting me!

WPC Page:

Shut it, will ya!

Jackson lashes out at Polly. She is knocked backwards as she notices the second man appear from another direction. Getting angrily to her feet, Polly shoves Josh into the fence, getting out her handcuffs. Jackson fights back, pushing Polly away. He grabs a large branch from the ground.

Josh Jackson:

Take this, you slut!

Polly reaches for her baton, balancing her weight out, waiting for the IC3 to make a move.

WPC Page:

Drop it, now!

Jackson smashes Polly across the forehead with the branch. She falls to the ground, hands going to her bleeding forehead. Adam runs over, observing the scene.

Adam Michaels:

Whatcha waiting for, Josh, teach her a lesson!

Josh is rather confused, and hesitates.

Josh Jackson:

Nah, you're outta ya mind! Let's just get outta here!

Adam Michaels:

You really are as pathetic as I thought you were! Wimp!

Jackson isn't impressed, and heads assertively back towards Polly. He pushes her back onto the ground, hitting her across head again.

Adam Michaels:

Knew you had it in ya, pal!

Michaels hovers over Polly and begins ripping off her clothes, clamping a rough hand over her mouth, to muffle her screams.

Josh Jackson:

What are you doing, mate?

Adam Michaels:

What does it look like I'm doing? Sure beats burglary. Just keep her quiet, will you!

Jackson is stunned, but complies with his mate's orders, securing his hands over her mouth. Michaels rips Polly's shirt open and starts trailing kisses and bites down her front. Jackson pulls Polly's arms above her head, finally deciding to speak up.

Josh Jackson:

She's a copper, mate!

Adam Michaels:

So what?

Josh Jackson:

Well, let's just leave her and get the hell out of here!

Adam Michaels:

Come on, then, before the rest of them get down here!

Josh Jackson:

Are you crazy, Ad?

Adam Michaels:

Just finish the job and let's get out of here.

Michaels smacks Polly across the face hard as he pins Polly's legs with his body and holds her still.

Josh Jackson:

You've gone too far this time! I don't want any part of this one!

Adam Michaels:

It's too late for that now. We're in this together now. Besides, I took this last one, it's your turn!

Josh Jackson:

My turn? I don't go in for this sort of stuff.

Adam Michaels:

Do it and we'll get out of here. Quick, before the pigs are breathing down our necks!

Josh Jackson:

Can't we just leave it now, yeah?

Adam Michaels:

What, and let her get away with almost breaking ya arm! And the silly bitch thought she'd be able to get you, with nothing more than a pair of handcuffs and a wooden stick!

Jackson is wound up by Adam's last comment and reaches for Polly's baton which had fallen by her side.

Josh Jackson:

Thought this'd protect her, didn't she!

Jackson chuckles, as Adam gets an idea.

Adam Michaels:

Never know, could do more harm than good. Go for it, mate!

Jackson considers Adam�s suggestion, just wanting to get it all over with.

Josh Jackson:

Fine, well, hold her down, will ya!

The two men struggle to restrain the fighting officer, Adam gives up, and throwing a severe punch to the left side of her head, knocking Polly unconscious.

Adam Michaels:

Now just hurry up, will ya, me hand's killing me!

Jackson positions himself over Polly, as a distant rustling is heard.

PC Stamp:

Stop, Police!

Adam and Josh bolt from the scene, tossing the baton away as they run. Tony makes his way across the bushes, crouching down to beside Polly's motionless form.

PC Stamp:

Sierra Oscar from 595, ambulance required on Canley Common.

WPC Ackland:

Received, Tony, situation report?

PC Stamp:

It's Polly. She's been assaulted and I think she's been raped.

June is in shock.

WPC Ackland:

Can you repeat that please, Tony?

PC Stamp:

It's Polly, June. She's been attacked and raped.

WPC Ackland:

Okay, I've got that.

PC Stamp:

Back-up also needed to get the bastards who did this!

June arranges for an ambulance and assistance.

WPC Ackland:

Ambulance is on its way, Tony.

PC Stamp:

Tell them to hurry up, June. She's bleeding.

Tony draps his coat over her. Polly stirs slightly.

WPC Ackland:

Understood.

WPC Page:

Where, where am I? Tony?

Tony drops the radio and bends over Polly.

PC Stamp:

You're safe, Poll. Don't worry.

WPC Page:

What happened? What's going on? My head...

PC Stamp:

Don't move, Polly. An ambulance is on its way.

WPC Page:

The two guys... Did you get them?

PC Stamp:

No, they got away. What did they do to you, Poll?

WPC Page:

I, I don't know. I can't remember...

Tony watches as Polly sinks back into unconsciousness.