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] DS Toolan
: [on mobile
] OK, panic over. He's here. Officer - offscreen
: Morning, Sir. Insp Jack Frost
: Good morning. DS Toolan
: Morning, Jack. Insp Jack Frost
: Morning, George. What've we got? DS Toolan
: Mass grave. Insp Jack Frost
: How many? DS Toolan
: Three. So far, anyway. Insp Jack Frost
: Three! It's hardly a *mass* grave then, is it? DS Toolan
: How many do you want?
: [as Toolan starts to pay him
] Mr Frost usually makes it sixty. DS Toolan
: No, Mr Frost usually claims for sixty; Mr Frost usually gives you forty.
: You're cutting things a bit fine, Jack. Insp Jack Frost
: You can say that again.
] Insp Jack Frost
: Ah. You scared? DS Toolan
: Me? No. Insp Jack Frost
: I'm glad someone isn't.
] DS Toolan
: I had no option but to let him go, Jack, believe me. Insp Jack Frost
: No, I know; neither did I. But he has forgotten one or two little things. DS Toolan
: Hm? Insp Jack Frost
: Well... coroner's inquiry, they'll tear him apart, won't they. Limb from limb. DS Toolan
: Who? Insp Jack Frost
: Well, the press; who else? And even if they don't, they will after they receive a copy of this. James Callum
: [on recorder
] No witnesses. The perfect confessional. Insp Jack Frost
: Sent anonymously, of course.
: Mullet's out there cluckin' like a mother hen. D.S. Toolan
: [In his hospital bed
] Oh, God! Don't let him in! Tell him I've died and gone to Heaven. Frost
: Heaven is not going to be an option for the people the likes of you and I, George.
: [to Frost
] Your hand - it's really bad, is it? Frost
: Yeah, well, you know, it's one of those things. When it happens, you don't feel a thing, and afterward it's just incessant pain. D.S. Sharpe
] Like workin' for you then?
: Is it true what they say, George? D.S. Toolan
: Yeah? D.I. Frost
: The more you know about people, the more you appreciate dogs.
: Questions are raised; we have to answer them.
[DS Toolan has discovered the body of a clown wearing a red nose, a red wig and white make-up
] Insp Jack Frost
: Who the hell is that? DS Toolan
: [reading the clown's badge
] That's Charlie the Chuckling Clown. Insp Jack Frost
: Well he ain't got much to laugh at now, has he?
[later, at the police station
] Supt Mullett
: Who would kill a clown? Insp Jack Frost
: Oh, I dunno. Punch and Judy, maybe?
: [Slightly inebriated
] Look, Jack, we've had our differences... of course, we have. You're a street cop. I'm one of those boring old farts who thinks about nothing but keeping the books straight. No, no, no need to deny it. I know what you chaps think of me, and to some extent, it's true. I've spent more time in college than I have on the street, and I'm... DS Toolan
: [Handing him a vodka and tonic
] Sir! Supt. Mullett
: ...and I'll have to admit that when it comes to the practical side of policing, sometimes I'm out of my depth. Will you take my point, Jack? DI Frost
: [Humoring him
] Yes, yes, I do... absolutely, sir.
] Insp. Jack Frost
: George! George! Come here! I suppose there is no doubt that it was arson. D.S. Toolan
: Well, the Chief Fire Officer thinks so, yes.
: Does anyone know where DI Frost is? Sgt. Don Brady
: [holding up PR
] No, but I know that he left his radio. D.S. Toolan
: [taking radio
] Oh, shhhhhh- sugar!
: [to Frost
] Alleged assault on a first year student - Helen Tudor by name, stunning by nature. Brains, beauty, and modest with it. Just the sort you'd kill for.
: Our art teacher put himself out of it, lucky man. Chased the music teacher, bored housewives, long school holidays. Why did I join the police? Insp. Jack Frost
] Because you can't draw.
Sgt. Arthur Hanlon
: Is Jack up there, George? DS George Toolan
: No, he's nipped out to see Tara Holdsworth. Shouldn't be long. Anything important? Sgt. Arthur Hanlon
: Oh, Mullett's beating around for his crime report from last night and he hasn't signed it, that's all. DS George Toolan
: Oh well. Here goes.
[Toolan forges Frost's signature
] Sgt. Arthur Hanlon
: You're getting quite good. Should try banknotes. DS George Toolan