(Ross and Simmons had just returned to the station to work out what was going

to happen next. To their surprise the station was empty. They were both looking
pretty beat up but they begun to argue about what they would tell everyone
about Kenny.)
SIMMONS: Argh bloody hell Ross, why did you have to hit him so hard!
ROSS: You know I didnt mean to Serge, I told you that Id lost control, there was
nothing I could do!
SIMMONS: Ive had just about enough of your shit Ross.
(Simmons walks over to his desk with a disappointed look)
SIMMONS: Im sorry Ross, but Ive got to report this. You know that its my duty
to.
ROSS: (annoyed) Awh cmon, duty my arse Serge. You 'aven't not made a single
arrest in your entire career.
SIMMONS: That might be true boy, but that didnt mean that I wouldnt make one
eventually, but the guys bloody dead Ross.
ROSS: Please Serge, dont turn me in, I dont want to go to prison. I know you
said that I might get let off but I love the Force... I joined to do good things, to
help keep the people of this town safe!
ROSS: (approaching Simmons) Ive got an idea Serge, I think that youll like it, as
long as you promise that you woEnter the Inspector
INSPECTOR: (suspicious) Well... you two look pretty beat up there. Mind
explaining to me what happened?
(Simmons glances over to Ross and gives him a sorry look)
SIMMONS: (unwillingly) Well Inspector sir, Ross here has jusROSS: (hesitant) We got into a bit of a barney Sir, a man named Kenny was
unfortunately killed.
INSPECTOR: And how did this happen? Id like to know all the details.
ROSS: Well it started while we were on patrol. We saw a removalist having
trouble with a man, that became an argument. We took him inside to have a little
chat with him but he wasn't happy about that. Grabbed the Serge here by the
collar so we had to cuff him. We questioned him about why he had trouble with
the removalist. He said he never called for one. Next we asked his wife about
what was going on and she said that she did call for one and left shortly after. So
we assumed it was an domestic issue and let him off. But as soon as we uncuffed
him he took a swing at the chief, that then brought us into our little barney. But

we hit him a bit too hard and he just dropped dead. So we returned here to get a
team in.
INSPECTOR: Well you were right to come back to get a team. But Id like to speak
to both the removalist and the wife of this man. You'd better get a team down to
the body soon.
ROSS: Yes Inspector sir, we'll get right on it
SIMMONS: We'll take my car Ross
Ross and Simmons leave and as they pull out of the driveway and head down the
road Fiona arrives at the police station
(FIONA burst through the station door looking very anxiously around then turning
towards the now seated inspector)
FIONA: (insistent) I would like to speak to Sergeant Simmons!
INSPECTOR: And why do you want to speak to him?
FIONA: (angry) My husband is dead! I had just left home in a taxi but I realised
that I forgot something so I returned only to find my husband lying flat on the
floor.
INSPECTOR: So you're the wife they were talking about... (Getting up from his
chair) Alright Mrs. I'll see what I can do. Rest assured that I will be having a good
talk with those two. But first, can you tell me what happened? Right from the
start.
FIONA: Alright. The action started when those two entered my house, they cuffed
Kenny and started harassing him the Sergeant even started punching him.
INSPECTOR: And you allowed them to do this?
FIONA: Well he deserved it, he had hit me in the past and I wanted to see him
pay for it. But I didn't want him to die for it. Anyway, as the removalist and Ross
were taking out the furniture the Sergeant was still hitting Kenny, and every time
I left the room he looked worse when I came back in. It was plain police brutality!
INSPECTOR: Was that all that you saw?
FIONA: Until I returned home yes.
INSPECTOR: Thank you Mrs. When they return I shall inform you of anything I find
out. I'll just need your new address written down and I'll come see you if
something comes up.
FIONA: Thank you Inspector, good bye.
(The next scene takes place back at Fiona's old home, Kenny's body is on the
floor and the forensics team are examining the area. Ross and Simmons find a
secluded area so that they could finish the talk they were having earlier)

ROSS: So about that deal Serge...

SIMMONS: C'mon Ross, what could you possibly have that I want? I have my wife,
I've got my women, I dont want your money either.
ROSS: What if I fill out all your required paperwork for the rest of your time in the
force?
SIMMONS: Rest of my time in the force? You want me to die soon eh? I wouldn't
get to excited about that.
ROSS: You know thats not what I meant Serge... So how 'bout it? C'mon sir, I
know that's probably the only hassle you have in this job, and I'm offering to do it
for you.
SIMMONS: Argh I dunno mate, what if I get caught, I sure as hell dont wanna go
to prison for something you did.
ROSS: Don't worry Serge, I swear I won't say anything about you.
SIMMONS: Bloody hell mate, you sure do know how to convince me. But what
about the Inspector? Fiona? Kate? Inspector seems suspicious of us, and if he can
get to Kate or Fiona he'll take this matter quite seriously. Although I might have a
little something for the Inspector.
ROSS: We'll worry about them later.
(KATE enters the room puzzled and turns to the two officers standing, talking to
each other)
SIMMONS: (whispering to Ross) Speak of the devil. (clearing throat) Ahem, hello
there Kate.
KATE: I saw the body, he looked pretty messed up. What happened here?
(ROSS looked at Simmons and gave him a look, trying to remind SIMMONDS of
their deal)
SIMMONS: Oh... well, er... you see Kate IKATE: It's alright Sergeant, I know it was you, but I'm not gonna tell anyone. That
bastard deserved it.
SIMMONS: Well actually it wa... (Simmons glanced at Ross, then quickly looked
away) It was an accident, we uncuffed him to let him go but he swung at me and
it got a bit messy there. Wha- why are you okay with this?
KATE: Well I've told you that he was a bastard, all he did was harass me. But he
was bad for Fiona, maybe now that he's gone she'll find a nice man, she might be
treated with respect next time.

(KATE began to go on about all the things Kenny did that annoyed her and
SIMMONS dozed off replying with a couple of yeses from time to time. Ross just
stared at the wall)
SIMMONS: So, you wont tell anyone?
KATE: Well, yes. But listen I'm a bit short on money at the moment and a little
cash would suffice as a thanks.
SIMMONS: (looking displeased) Yeah alright, how much do you need.
KATE: Hundred bucks?
SIMMONS: (reaching for his wallet in his pocket) Bloody hell, what'd you go and
spend all your money on?
KATE: Thats not your concern Sergeant
SIMMONS: (handing the money to Kate) Yeah I guess not.
KATE: Well see you Sergeant, Constable.
SIMMONS: See you love.
ROSS: (struggling to maintain eye contact) Yeah... bye...
(KATE leaves)
SIMMONS: Well pay up then Ross
ROSS: (looking as if he had returned from the dead) How much was it again?
SIMMONS: Hundred and fifty bucks mate
ROSS: Sure, he you go Serge
SIMMONS: Right we're all finished up here Ross, let's head on back.
(ROSS and SIMMONS get back to the station. Once they get inside they find the
Inspector waiting quite patiently at his desk with a stern look on his face)
ROSS: Sir.
SIMMONS: Sir.
INSPECTOR: Sergeant. Constable. It is my understanding that you Sergeant
attacked this Kenny you were talking about earlier. And you Constable, allowed
him to do this.
ROSS: Well actually sir IINSPECTOR: (outraged, roaring) I dont wanna hear it Constable! You two
murdered him for fun didn't you, you abused your power that the Force gave you
and you killed him. Why?

SIMMONS: Sir I already told you he started the fight from the start.
INSPECTOR: (still furious) I don't want to hear any more of your lies Sergeant.
SIMMONS: C'mon Inspector who told you this crap anyway.
INSPECTOR: Kenny's wife, Fiona, she came by not too long ago. But I know
everything. You twoROSS: (barely able to form words, quietly muttering) It was me.
INSPECTOR: What was that Constable?
ROSS: (apologetic) It was me Sir, I killed Kenny... I lost control... and I killed him.
INSPECTOR: Well, however interesting this may be you're still both in some deep
shit.
ROSS: Please sir, don't tell anyone, don't turn me in. It wasn't my fault, I couldn't
control myself!
SIMMONS: Say uhh Inspector Sir, how about we make a little deal? How about it.
INSPECTOR: (offended) Are you trying to bribe a fellow officer Sergeant?
SIMMONS: Trust me Sir, once you hear me out you'll change yoINSPECTOR: (rapidly) I don't wanna hear it Sergeant.
SIMMONS: You sure about that Sir? It involves women... (The Inspector raises an
eyebrow to Simmons and looks as if he is attending a lecture) I know you've
recently had a divorce with you wiINSPECTOR: (bitter) Don't you dare go there Sergeant.
SIMMONS: Sorry Sir, my point is that I can offer you some... girls that would be
able to come round to you, at whatever time you'd like. At a discounted price too
INSPECTOR: You're trying to bribe me with prostitutes, and still expecting me to
pay for it? You've gotta be joking Simmons.
SIMMONS: I can assure you sir that these girls aren't ordinary prostitutes, they're
quality call girls.
INSPECTOR: What's the bloody difference?
SIMMONS: Well they come to you, they're real performers to, much more
entertaining than a regular prostitute.
INSPECTOR: (quietly to himself) You'd know wouldnt you. What makes you think
I'd want these girls Sergeant?
SIMMONS: Well I just thought you'd be okay with it Sir, because of your wife and
all.

INSPECTOR: (hesitant) Well... you've got me there mate. I guess I could make an
exception... How long often would they come 'round?
SIMMONS: I'd say 2 times a week is reasonable.
INSPECTOR: I'd agree. But you listen here Simmons, these girls better be up to
the standards you claim or else I'll turn both you and Ross in. And don't ever
speak of this.
SIMMONS and ROSS: (in sync) Yes sir.
INSPECTOR: Get outta here, I've got a case to work on.
(SIMMONS and ROSS leave the station and head their separate ways home)
END.

This script was written in response to David Williamson's The Removalists, a play
about police corruption. The script aims to cause the reader to consider laziness
and unwillingness to help, and bribery in the present day; especially in the police
force.
In my script I aimed to explore corruption through various forms of bribery. In
David Williamson's The Removalists he showcased an example of corruption and
bribery in the scene where they were trying to bribe Kenny into not telling the
(other) Police about what they had done to him (pg.108-118). I tried to imitate
this in my script by having many different examples of bribery; the first of which
being Ross trying to bribe Simmons. Simmons at first was hesitant to join Ross
and to commit to his story. But when Ross offered to do all of his paperwork
(something he disliked) he took the bribe and went along with whatever Ross had
planned. By showing Simmons accepting a bribe, the audience learns that the
police can't always be trusted. This goes to show that they are not forever candid
and they are certainly open to manipulation if they can benefit from it.
In another bribe example I had Sergeant Simmons trying to bribe the Inspector
with women. This was seen before in the original play when Simmons tried to
bribe Kenny with call girls (pg.112). This was my way of showing to the audience
that they are treating women like objects. In this case more specifically as
currency or bartering material. I wanted readers to acknowledge that Simmons
(though he was supposed to be an upholder of the law) was taking advantage of
women to fulfil his own personal desires and needs. In my script I had Simmons
bribe the Inspector with women as I had suggested. Because the Inspector was
recovering from a divorce he let his feelings cloud his judgement. This presented
another bribe situation but it also raised the issue of emotion. The Inspector
allowed his feelings to get in the way of his job and in the end it resulted in
someone getting away with a crime.

Another thing that has a negative impact on society is the unwillingness and
laziness. I presented Simmons in my script as a lazy person which was similar to
David Williamson's play where Simmons complains about paperwork and how he
can't be bothered to do it. This goes to show readers that there are lazy people
everywhere, even in the police force. This backs up my previous point about the
police force not being entirely trustworthy or reliable.

Bibliography
Williamson, D (1972). The Removalists. Woollahra, NSW: Currency