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Police Sketch
(c) 2003 Comedy People Ltd


FX:    POLICE STATION ATMOS

MAN   
Quick, officer, help me! Someone's kidnapped my mother, while I was in the park!

SERGEANT   
Description?

MAN   
Err...two acres of beautifully-landscaped woodland nestling in an idyllic valley setting...

SERGEANT   
No, sir, your mother.

MAN   
Oh. Five five...grey hair...

SERGEANT   
Age?

MAN   
I'm twenty eight.

SERGEANT   
No, sir…your mother

MAN   
What? Oh, sorry. Seventy seven last birthday.

SERGEANT   
Can you describe what happened?

MAN   
Yes, we hired the village hall, put up some bunting and invited all her friends to a slap up meal...

SERGEANT   
No! What happened in the park.

MAN   
Oh, we were having some sandwiches when these two burly men approached us.


SERGEANT   
What were they like?

MAN   
The cheese and pickle were a bit dry, but the ham salad were fine.

SERGEANT   
So help me, I'm going use my truncheon if you don't start making sense!

MAN    
But shouldn't you issue a description to your colleagues?

SERGEANT   
No need, sir. They've seen plenty of truncheons.

MAN   
No! A description of my mother.

SERGEANT    
Ah. Yes. An old lady, you say. Where were you, in the park?

MAN   
By the ornamental fountains. With my two great aunts.

SERGEANT   
The sculptured ones with water spouting down her breasts?

MAN   
No! The wrinkly ones with zimmer frames.

SERGEANT   
Well, did they see the burly men?

MAN   
I suspect not, for they are merely artificial walking aids with easy-grip handles.

SERGEANT   
You misunderstand. Your great aunts.

MAN   
No. They are not zimmer frames; they are senior citizens.

SERGEANT   
Oh God! Okay, sir. Let's start from the beginning. When did you leave home?

MAN   
When I first went to college. Why do you ask?

SERGEANT   
(Trying to stay calm) Mmm! Well, look, sir. Why don't you give the details to the WPC while I alert our patrol car. (Calls, off) Jean, could you come in here, please?

FX    WPC APPROACHES

SERGEANT
Ah, WPC Miles. This gentleman has just lost his mother. In the park.

WPC   
I see. Description?

MAN   
About seventy, grey hair...

WPC   
(Surprised) What, the park?

MAN   
No, my mother...

WPC
Age?

MAN
Seventy-seven last birthday.

WPC
And you don't look a day over thirty!

FX    WE HEAR A LOUD GONG, WHICH SIGNALS THE END…

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