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ROOKIE02 23' 1 1/2 ROOKIES: episode: bold daylight robbery

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: ROBBER'S TRUCK

(Robber, driving truck, pokes keys on cell phone, puts it to
ear)

                            VICTIM

(picks up phone)

Hello.

                            ROBBER

(fakes accent)

Mrs Mansfield?

                            VICTIM

Yes.

                            ROBBER

This is Robby at the alarm monitoring center. Is everything
alright there?

                            VICTIM

Yes. Why?

                            ROBBER

One of the new window sensors we installed on your alarm system
is telling us that your back bedroom window is open or broken.
Can you check that for us?

                            VICTIM

I'm in the master bedroom now and all the windows are closed.

                            ROBBER

And there's no damage to the window glass or the locks?

                            VICTIM

Just a second. Let me check.

(she examines all windows)

No. All the windows are closed and locked and there is no damage
to the glass.

                            ROBBER

That's odd. We're still getting an alarm. Mrs Mansfield, would
you mind if we send a technician out there to check the window
sensors? We have a man in your neighborhood. It would only take
a few minutes to swap out the defective sensor. And, of course,
there would be no cost to you.

                            VICTIM

Oh, sure.

                            ROBBER

Okay, then, I've notified the technician and he's on the way. He
should be there within five minutes. Thank you for your
cooperation and I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

                            VICTIM

That's okay. There's no inconvenience at all.

INT AFTERNOON OVER-THE-SHOULDER: MANSION ENTRYWAY

(door bell rings, Victim enters frame, opens door)

                            ROBBER

(dressed in technician's uniform and carrying tool case)

Mrs...

(reads cell phone screen)

Mansfield?

                            VICTIM

Yes.

                            ROBBER

The dispatcher told me to replace a defective window sensor in
the...

(reads cell phone screen)

number one bedroom.

                            VICTIM

Yes,

(points)

top of the stairs left side in the back.

                            ROBBER

(entering)

Sorry for the inconvenience.

(climbs stairs)

                            VICTIM

Not at all.

                            ROBBER

Can you please be sure the alarm panel is disarmed?

                            VICTIM

(exiting frame)

Oh, sure, yes, of course.

(jump cut: Robber descends stairs carrying a sensor with short
wires attached)

                            ROBBER

Mrs Mansfield?

                            VICTIM

(enters frame carrying a vase with flowers)

Are you done already?!

                            ROBBER

(crossing to door)

The dispatcher was right. It was just a defective sensor in one
of the windows.

(holds up sensor)

All I had to do was swap it out and we're good to go.

(opens door)

Once again, we're sorry for the inconvenience.

                            VICTIM

Not at all.

                            ROBBER

(closing door behind him)

Have a good day.

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: MANSION MASTER BEDROOM

                            VICTIM

(enters carrying flowers, turns toward a table under the wall
safe, drops the vase and screams as camera zooms in on the open, 
empty wall safe)

He stole my necklace again!

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: RUNNING TRAIL

(Laura, dressed in running clothes, jogs along the trail)

(sound cue: cell phone rings)

(Laura pulls out cell phone, reads screen, stops running, phone
to ear)

                             LAURA

Sergeant?

A case for me? You do know that this is my day off...

The chief? The Chief of Police said I should catch this... This
what?

Jewel heist? You mean the Romanoff necklace?

Well, I already recovered that necklace.

You mean it was stolen... again?!

Yes, yes, of course, I'll handle it. If the chief said I should
handle it, I'll handle it.

Was the necklace taken from her house again?

Okay. I'm on it.

(turns, runs out of frame)

Yes, I'll call you and keep you updated.

INT AFTERNOON OVER-THE-SHOULDER: MANSION ENTRYWAY

(door bell rings, Victim enters frame, opens door)

                             LAURA

(dressed in a pants suit, flashes badge)

Mrs Mansfield. I'm officer Laura...

                            VICTIM

I know who you are. I'm glad your here. Please come in.

                             LAURA

(steps in)

My dispatcher says the crime lab people should be here within
the hour.

                            VICTIM

Oh, your assistant is already here. She's collecting evidence in
the driveway.

                             LAURA

(steps back, turns toward the driveway)

My... assistant?

                            VICTIM

Katie, your explorer scout.

                             LAURA

My explorer scout?

                             KATIE

(pops up from behind a hedge, smiles, waves, shouts)

Detective Laura! I found some evidence here that you should see.

                             LAURA

(forces smile, to Victim backing away)

Oh, my explorer scout. Mrs Mansfield, will you excuse me for a
moment? I'll be right back.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: MANSION DRIVEWAY

                             KATIE

(kneels at the edge of the driveway, looks through hand-held
microscope)

Aha!

                             LAURA

(enters frame, restrains frustration)

Katelyn Rose Archer, what do you think you're doing here?!

                             KATIE

(not looking up)

I think I found enough evidence to locate the perp.

                             LAURA

You can't be here! How did you even know I was coming here?!

(slumps)

You cloned my cell phone too?!

                             KATIE

Well, let's just say that, based on past experience, I can't
trust you to notify me of your next investigation. So, I had to
resort to extraordinary means.

                             LAURA

I'm a police officer! I don't have any obligation to notify you
of anything!

                             KATIE

Have you forgotten our bargain, Sis?

                             LAURA

What bargain?!

                             KATIE

The last time we were here, we agreed that if you went up stairs
and found alarm sensors on the bedroom windows, I would have to
back off, BUT if you found NO sensors on the windows, as I
predicted, you would let me help you with your next
investigation.

                             LAURA

I just said that to get you out of my crime scene.

                             KATIE

Gee, that's too bad.

(stands)

I really wanted to be here and help you with this crime scene,

(picks up backpack, backs away)

but if you insist, I'll just go home and tell Mom and Dad the
real reason you were able to recover the Romanoff necklace last 
time...

(turns)

See ya!

                             LAURA

You little brat.

                             KATIE

(turns)

And I'll tell Mom that you called me a little brat. She hates
that word. I think it's unbecoming of a police detective, don't
you?

(turns, walks)

See ya!

                             LAURA

Alright!

                             KATIE

(stops but doesn't turn)

I'm sorry, did you say something?

                             LAURA

Alright. You can help me with this investigation.

                             KATIE

(turns, approaches)

Now, was that so difficult?

                             LAURA

(points over shoulder)

You told Mrs Mansfield that you were an Explorer Scout?!

                             KATIE

I told her that I was an explorer doing a ride-along with the
police department. I can't help it if she assumed it was
Explorer Scouts.

                             LAURA

Alright, tell me what you know so far.

                             KATIE

A guy called Mrs Mansfield and told her that he worked for the
alarm company and that her alarm system wasn't working properly,
so he sent a technician to repair a defective window sensor in
the master bedroom....

                             LAURA

...And the next time she went up to the master bedroom, she
found the safe wide open and the necklace gone.

                             KATIE

We could have written the script ourselves.

                             LAURA

I'll bet the guy on the phone and the technician were the same
guy.

                             KATIE

I hope you brought a picture of that Russian jewel thief to show
Mrs Mansfield.

                             LAURA

(pats file folder)

Right here.

(waves hand toward where Katie was kneeling previously)

What did you find here?

                             KATIE

(kneels, points)

Mrs Mansfield said the technician parked his truck here.

So, I looked for trace evidence from the soles of his shoes here

(points)

where he stepped out of his truck.

                             LAURA

And?

                             KATIE

I found grains of pollen and several short pieces of human hair.

                             LAURA

I don't see what that tells us.

                             KATIE

The short pieces of hair were several different colors and
textures and they were all chopped off square like from a
scissors. That tells us that the perp was in or near a barber
shop or a beauty salon recently.

(pulls out cell phone, pokes keys)

                             LAURA

So, you think the hair trimmings from a barber shop would stick
to the soles of the perp's shoes?

                             KATIE

That's the way I see it.

                             LAURA

And what do you make of the pollen grains?

                             KATIE

(poking keys on cell phone)

If we compare those pollen grains to the microscopic pictures of
pollen grains on a web site...

Yes. Here it is...

(shows screen)

these are the pollen grains. They're from the Jacaranda Tree.

                             LAURA

How do you know those pollen grains didn't come from the trees
in this yard?

                             KATIE

This is why you need me...

                             LAURA

Stop with the sales pitch! Just tell me about the pollen grains!

                             KATIE

The jacaranda tree has large purple flowers shaped like
trumpets. Do you see any trees with purple trumpets in this
yard?

                             LAURA

Oh. No.

(long silence)

So, your theory is that you can locate the perp with just these
two clues?

                             KATIE

Yes. It might take a little leg work to narrow down the
possibilities, but I can't imagine that there are too many
barber shops and beauty parlors with a jacaranda tree outside.

                             LAURA

This looks like a dead end to me.

                             KATIE

What do you mean?

                             LAURA

I mean it's more likely that those pollen grains...

(points to cell phone)

got here

(points to driveway)

on the soles of the shoes of Mrs Mansfield's gardener.

                             KATIE

I suppose it's possible. Do you have a BETTER lead?

                             LAURA

(pauses)

Alright, I'll check with the public works department to see if
the city planted any jacaranda trees in business districts. It's
not a very common tree. So, that should narrow my search. Then,
I'll check with the hall of records for the addresses of barber
shops and beauty parlors in the areas with jacaranda trees
growing along the street.

(turns and walks away)

There can't be more than a handful.

                             KATIE

You're taking me with you, aren't you?!

                             LAURA

(stops, turns, pauses)

Why should I?

                             KATIE

Two can narrow the search twice as fast, Detective Laura.

                             LAURA

And if it turns out that the jacaranda pollen is from the
gardener's shoes, NOT the perp's...

                             KATIE

Then two of us will find the dead-end twice as fast.

                             LAURA

What I'm saying is, if this is a dead end...

(points)

you have to promise to butt out and stay out of police business
FOREVER!

                             KATIE

On the other hand, if this turns out to be a good lead, and you
recover the stolen necklace again, then I get to help you with
your next investigation.

                             LAURA

You're not going to be satisfied until you get me fired, are
you?!

Alright. You wait here while I show this mug shot to Mrs
Mansfield.

(exiting frame)

Why couldn't I have a sister who likes dresses and hairdos and
boys and pajama parties?

INT AFTERNOON OVER-THE-SHOULDER: MANSION ENTRYWAY

(door bell rings, Victim enters, opens door)

                            VICTIM

Well, did your explorer scout find any evidence in the driveway?

                             LAURA

As a matter of fact, she did. We're going down to the hall of
records, but before we do...

(pulls out Interpol wanted poster, shows it)

do you recognize this man?

                            VICTIM

Why, yes! That's the man who came to fix the alarm system!
Except he had facial hair. He had a goatee and mustache.


                             LAURA

Thank you. You've been very helpful, Mrs Mansfield.

(backs out the door)

                            VICTIM

Is that the same man who stole the necklace last time?

                             LAURA

(exiting)

We think so.

EXT AFTERNOON OVER-THE-SHOULDER: MANSION DRIVEWAY

(As Laura approaches, she sees Katie pointing at the driveway
and giving instructions to the crime lab techs)

                             KATIE

...plant pollen grains and multicolored human hair clippings...

                              CSI

(turns to Laura)

Your... ASSISTANT is apparently an expert in criminal forensics.

                             LAURA

(puckers lips to Katie, forces smile)

She's just trying to save you time. Actually, I don't think
you'll find much trace evidence upstairs in the crime scene.

(points up at the mansion)

The home owner just ID-ed the perp. He's a very successful jewel
thief wanted by Interpol.

(exits toward car)

I'm on my way to the Department of Public Works to follow up on
these...

(points)

pollen grains and hair clippings.

(motions broadly)

The crime scene is all yours.

Katie, may I have a word with you?

                             KATIE

(catches up)

Yes, Detective Laura?

                             LAURA

(exiting frame)

Stop calling me that! And I don't want you giving orders to the
crime lab techs!

                             KATIE

(follows, salutes)

Sir, yes sir!

INT AFTERNOON TWO-SHOT: LAURA'S CAR

                             LAURA

(to Blue-Tooth, rolls eyes)

No, I'm not interested in the city parks. As I said, I'm only
looking for Jacaranda trees planted along city streets.

(sighs)

                             KATIE

You still talking to the public works department?

                             LAURA

Jerks!

                             KATIE

(poking her own cell phone)

Don't tell me. They put you on hold again.

                             LAURA

In city government, the wheels of progress grind slowly.

What are you working on?

                             KATIE

I'm greasing the wheels of progress.

                             LAURA

What does that mean?

(to Blue-tooth)

Yes, I'm here.

You've got to be kidding me!

(taps earpiece)

Jerk!

                             KATIE

(poking her cell phone)

Don't tell me. She'll have to call you back.

                             LAURA

One to two hours! How long could it take to find jacaranda
trees?

                             KATIE

It took me less than one minute.

(points to cell screen)

The city cut down all the jacaranda trees that had been planted
along city streets because they leave a purple mess on the
sidewalk when the purple blossoms fall off in the spring time
and then in the fall when the big seed pods fall off and little
old ladies slip and fall on them. There's only one street in the
entire city that still has any jacaranda trees. Guess what it's
called.

                             LAURA

Jacaranda Street.

                             KATIE

You're a winner!

                             LAURA

How do you know that?

                             KATIE

I'm not telling you. You'll just yell at me.

                             LAURA

You hacked their database?!

                             KATIE

(poking her cell phone)

Well, to be fair. The department is call PUBLIC Works. Wouldn't
you think it should be PUBLIC?

                             LAURA

Katelyn Rose Archer!

(sighs)

Alright. We don't have time for this. Now we need to go to the
hall of records and look up the business licenses of barber 
shops and beauty parlors on Jacaranda Street.

                             KATIE

Turns out it's mostly a residential street. There's only twenty 
businesses on Jacaranda street and only one beauty parlor and 
one barbershop. And they're both on the same block.

                             LAURA

Katie! You hacked into the Hall of Records too?!

                             KATIE

Did anybody mention that this perp is wanted by Interpol?

                             LAURA

This theory of yours had better pan out! I am getting tired of
covering for you!

(turns car)

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: BEAUTY PARLOR

                             LAURA

(enters, flashes badge to Owner)

Hi, I'm Officer Laura Archer.

(pulls out Interpol wanted poster)

Have you seen this man around here?

                             OWNER

Sure. He rents the room upstairs.

(points up)

Why? Is he wanted for something?

(gasps, points at poster)

Wo! That's an Interpol poster! What is he wanted for?

                             LAURA

He's a jewel thief.

                             OWNER

Well, it's a good thing he paid his rent three months in advance
in cash, huh?

                             LAURA

(looks around)

How do I get...

                             OWNER

(points to back door)

The stairway is out back. You can use the back door there.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: PERP'S UPSTAIRS BACHELOR APARTMENT

(Laura climbs the last few stairs, sees the door ajar, draws
pistol, points it in all directions, approaches the door, steps
into doorway)

                             LAURA

(shouts)

Police!

(kicks door open, steps in carefully)

Show me your hands!

                             KATIE

(enters from bathroom with hands up)

I give up and I confess to everything.

                             LAURA

Katie! You could have been killed!

                             KATIE

(examining kitchenette)

Oh, sure. You're finger isn't even on the trigger.

                             LAURA

This perp is wanted by Interpol!

                             KATIE

Relax. I looked through the window and saw the closet and
drawers empty. He's long gone just like last time.

(bends and looks at scratch pad near telephone)

Aha!

                             LAURA

(checks all cabinets and drawers with flashlight)

I don't know why I waste my words. You're not listening to a
word I say.

                             KATIE

(picks up the pencil and lays the lead flat on the paper and
begins scribbling uniformly over the whole paper)

Blah blah blah.

                             LAURA

(turns)

What are you doing?! You could be destroying evidence!

                             KATIE

OR.... I could be revealing the last message the perp wrote on
this tablet.

                             LAURA

(approaches)

What is it?

                             KATIE

Oh no! I destroyed the evidence!

                             LAURA

You didn't!

                             KATIE

Relax! It's an address:

(squints, tilts head repeatedly)

3... 4... 1... 1... Maple...

(exiting apartment)

Looks like the address of another dead drop. Let's go.

                             LAURA

(examines scratch pad, squints, tilts head repeatedly)

3... 4... 1... 1... Maple...

Your right. It could be another dead drop.

(sees she's alone, tears paper of scratch pad, exits)

Katie!

INT AFTERNOON TWO-SHOT: LAURA'S CAR

(Katie pokes the keys of her cell phone as Laura pulls car to a
stop at the curb)

                             LAURA

(to Blue-Tooth)

Yeah, Sarg, I'm about a half block away from the dead drop right
now, just out of camera range.

No, I don't see any vehicles in the lot and no movement inside.

I think the perp has already made the dead drop.

No. Interpol says this perp doesn't carry a gun. So, I don't
think I need back-up. Anyway, this looks like a repeat of the
last theft. The perp is probably long gone.

Okay, thanks, Sarg.

(pokes button on ear piece, to Katie)

Okay, we got the telephone warrant. We're good to go.

                             KATIE

(unfastens seat belt)

Good. Let's go.

(opens door)

                             LAURA

(reaches across Katie, pulls the door closed, grabs Katie's
wrist)

WE are not going anywhere.

(handcuffs Katie's wrist)

                             KATIE

Laura! You need me!

                             LAURA

(fastens the other handcuff to the steering wheel)

If this is the only way I can get you to do what I want, so be
it.

                             KATIE

(shows cell screen)

Laura, do you know who owns this building?

                             LAURA

(checks pistol and ammo clip)

You're not going to talk me out of this. If you end of dead or
injured, I lose my job and Mom will never speak to me again.

(exits car)

                             KATIE

The same guy who owns this building owned the last dead drop
building! He's also a trustee for the art museum!

                             LAURA

You're not coming.

                             KATIE

His name is Lucifer Snidely. He owns more real estate than
anyone else in the city. He's the mastermind behind this
robbery.

                             LAURA

Stay.

(closes door, sneaks toward bushes)

                             KATIE

(crawls across seats, opens door, shouts)

He's rich and he's smart. He's too smart to lose the Romanoff
necklace twice.

(Laura, holds her finger to her lips, advances toward the dead
drop)

Look for a booby-trap. He might have left a bomb or something at
the door. Look for a trip wire or a laser switch or something.

(Laura waves Katie down dramatically, Katie closes the door)

Stupid girl! She thinks because she's older than me she's
smarter than me! She's going to get herself killed without me!

(folds arms, boils for a moment, then sees the keys in the
ignition switch, looks out the window toward Laura, then looks 
back down at the keys)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: DEAD-DROP WAREHOUSE

(Laura approaches, scans the roof line for CCTV cameras, sees
one, avoids it by slithering along the wall to the side door.
She looks through the window in the door and scans the empty
warehouse inside, reaches for the door knob, then withdraws
hand, looks around, kneels in front of door, pulls out
flashlight, looks for trip wires all around the door, lays her
cheek on the ground, shines flashlight under the door, stands,
reaches for knob, withdraws, sees a downspout nearby, slithers
over to it to avoid video camera, kneels, reaches into
downspout, fishes briefly, retrieves a key, slithers back to
door, reaches key toward lock, withdraws, reaches key toward
lock, hears the screech of tires)

(Laura's car turns into the driveway with screeching tires,
speeds past Laura, crashes through the roll-up garage door
nearby, comes to a halt inside the warehouse)

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: DEAD-DROP WAREHOUSE

                             LAURA

(runs to the car door, pulls it open)

Are you alright?

                             KATIE

I'm fine. But your car is not so good.

                             LAURA

(looks around, waves)

Look at the damage! There is no way we can keep this damage out
of the police report! What were you thinking?! Do you know what
you've just done?! With one stupid, foolish stunt, you got me
fired from the police department and you virtually sentenced
yourself to six months of grounding at home!

                             KATIE

I was saving your life. Your welcome.

                             LAURA

(unlocks hand-cuffs)

I have nothing to thank you for and everything to blame you for.

                             KATIE

(points)

Look at the inside of the door you were about to open.

                             LAURA

(looks at door, just below the window, she sees seven sticks of
dynamite attached to some curly wires attached to a small black
plastic box with a blinking red LED taped to the door knob,
gasps)

Oh! Oh, Katie! You saved my life! If I had turned that door
knob, the bomb would have...

(falls back against car, slumps to floor)

                             KATIE

(exits car, points toward the office)

I'll get the necklace, you call in the bomb squad.

                             LAURA

Katie!

                             KATIE

(without looking back)

I know. I'll be careful.

(jump cut: Katie exits office wearing latex gloves and carrying
the necklace case and an advertising poster for Mexican refried
beans, as the bomb squad and police Chief enter through the
broken roll-up door, bomb squad shine flashlights on bomb)

                             CHIEF

(Hugs Laura)

Sweetie, I heard you called the bomb squad.

(points to car)

What's all this?!

                             KATIE

Daddy! Laura is a good cop! She assessed the situation and then
she rammed her car through the garage door to avoid setting off
the bomb on the door knob.

                             CHIEF

What are you doing here?!

                             KATIE

Laura and I collaborated on this case...

                             LAURA

(under her breath)

Oh, no! Here we go!

                             KATIE

because I'm better at the technical stuff.

(offers necklace case)

Here's the Romanoff necklace.

(Laura steps forward with evidence bag open and Katie drops in
the necklace case)

It was in the wall safe in the office.

(points)

                             CHIEF

YOU opened the wall safe yourself?!

                             KATIE

Piece of cake! The wall safe was hidden behind this ad poster

(shows poster)

and the combination was written on the poster.

                             CHIEF

(bends and examines poster)

Nice work, kiddo! But I don't see any combination. Is it on the
other side?

                             KATIE

No. It's printed in Spanish in the small print at the bottom.

(points)

                             CHIEF

I still don't see a combination.

                             KATIE

Laura didn't either. That's why she brought me into the case.
And the combination was even harder to decipher this time
because Lucifer Snidely got a bit smarter.

                             CHIEF

Lucifer Snidely? Did you say Lucifer Snidely?

                             KATIE

Yeah.

                             LAURA

Ah, it's just a theory at this point.

(examines the ad poster)

                             KATIE

Lucifer Snidely owns this warehouse AND he owned the warehouse
at the last dead-drop.

                             CHIEF

He's also a trustee for the Art Museum! And he's one of the
wealthiest people in the city. He would have the resources to
hire an international jewel thief and a world class bomb maker.
I think you may have a good lead here, Laura!

                             LAURA

I do? I mean, I do.

                             CHIEF

I still don't see a combination to the wall safe here.

(points)

                             KATIE

Well, that's because Lucifer Snidely covered the numbers on the
wall safe's ten number keys with stickers of ten different
colors. Do you see the combination now?

(flashback: close-up of safe's ten-key pad with colored stickers
covering the numbers)

                             LAURA

No.

                             CHIEF

Me either.

                             KATIE

The colors are written in Spanish. And they're all run together
to make it look like the words in a sentence.

                             LAURA

I didn't take Spanish in school.

                             CHIEF

(bends, examines the poster)

Me either, but I've been around a lot of people who speak
Spanish. So, we're looking for colors... in Spanish...

(points)

This sentence here. It's not a sentence at all. All the words
are colors.

(close-up of chief's finger pointing to sentence in the poster)

"Rosa amarillo rojo verde negro azul purpura blanca marron
naranja."

rosa=pink

amarillo=yellow

rojo=red

verde=green

negro=black

azul=blue

purpura=purple

blanca=white

marron=brown

naranja=orange

So, that's the combination!

                             KATIE

Piece of cake.

                             CHIEF

Very clever! No wonder you brought Katie on board, Laura! She's
a real asset to the department.

                             LAURA

So, you're not mad at me?

                             CHIEF

On the contrary, you were acting on behalf of the department.
But just to make it official, I'll write a new department policy
creating a ride-along program...

                             KATIE

Like the explorers.

                             CHIEF

Exactly. Then you'll be able to ride along with Laura legally.

                             LAURA

(unenthusiastically)

How nice.

                             CHIEF

Alright, let's get out of the building and move across the
street while the bomb squad defuses the bomb.

(all exit except bomb squad)

                             KATIE

(hugs Laura's arm as they exit)

So, everything worked out just fine, huh, partner?

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