Dialogue

Int. diner - day

Chester enters and takes a seat facing the office, flipping a coin and catching it in the same hand. there are a handful of other customers. A waitress, Mabel, approaches.

MABEL

What’ll it be today, fella?

CHESTER

(Watching office front door) Just a cup of Joe and a slice of pie, please Mabel.

MABEL

Coming right up! Well, the pie’s just come out of the oven so that’ll be another ten to fifteen, but I’ll send it over soon as it’s cool enough. Now, I’m sorry Hon, I know you’ve been here before but I ain’t good with names.

CHESTER

(Distracted) It’s ‘Chester’.

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Chester’s cup is empty. across the street, two men emerge from the office building, and Chester tenses. they confer briefly and one points to the coffee shop. Chester breaks out in a sweat as they start walking right towards it and swivels his chair around to hide his face. they approach the counter, stopping right behind him.

Detective ALLSOPP (o/S)

Okay, let’s head back to the station. You see if forensics have come back with anything on that hat - it’s an expensive one so shouldn’t be too hard to trace - meanwhile I’ll see if I can pull any images of this Patton guy to show the barman. We’ll aim to be back here in a couple of hours and catch him at his desk.

(His partner, DETECTIVE BORDIN, grunts in acknowledgment)

We gotta play this cool though. With these two being old war buddies they’ll probably close ranks and give us the run-around.

[TO MABEL]

Hello Miss, we’ll take a couple of Turkey Hoagies, one wit and one witout.

MABEL

Coming right up, Hon. (Shouts) Norm! Your classic Italian Meatball!