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101: An Inspector Calls - xii. Infirm of Purpose

[Chapter 2: An Inspector Calls]

101: An Inspector Calls - xii. Infirm of Purpose

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Chapter 2: An Inspector Calls

The Detulux team are shocked when the latest INTERPOL agent assigned to their case, Inspector Jacques Russo, puts two-and-two together and realises that Detulux Incorporated the legitimate domestics supplier might have something to do with Detulux Incorporated the illegal arms trading firm.

There's a mad scramble as Inspector Russo makes a surprise visit to Detulux HQ. Will Russo find evidence of a link and arrest the team? Is Pain really dressing as Doc Holliday and putting on a terrible Southern drawl as a disguise? What does Pain's (very expensive) solicitor have to say about all this?


Page Notes

Episode published on Sunday 7th of August, 2016.

Not much to say about this one, these episodes were just a case of looking at the floor plan of rooms Sam had came up with and thinking "how would you explain this room to someone in such a way to reduce suspicion?".

Tagged: Betty the Medic, Cecil the Henchman, D.P. Slymme, Inspector Jacques Russo, Location - Detulux HQ, Location - Paris, France, Max Valerion, Sebastian Paine the CEO of Detulux

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Transcript

Title - 101: "An Inspector Calls"
Subtitle - xii. "Infirm of Purpose"

(Slymme, Russo and Pain enter the infirmary. It's done up like a typical hospital with uncomfortable-looking beds and green privacy curtains. Slymme surreptitiously deposits the gun safety poster he acquired last episode into a nearby medical waste bin. The medic, a short woman named Betty, notices the men enter.)

Paine: This here is our infirmary, what mah folks around the base call "the med bay".

(Betty nervously salutes as the men walk into the room. Off to one side is Betty's office, featuring a desk and computer. On the notice board behind her desk she's pinned up a scene of a tropical beach.)

Russo: Hmm, zis eez an awful-lee lairge medical area. Eez such a théng necezary fair a businez lik yurs? Wuld an emairjéncy medical keet nut sufficé?
Paine: Ah like to take ca-yuh of mah staff, Inspector.
Russo: Indeed.

(In one of the beds, a young man with ginger hair and freckles is lying down with his foot in a cast, propped up by a pulley. He's wearing a regular henchman uniform, sans jacket.)

Russo: And what ails zis young man haire?
Henchman: I shot myself in the foot.

(Russo stares blankly at the henchman. Behind him, Slymme facepalms and Betty covers her mouth as she gasps. Pain begins sweating as he talks to the injured henchman, smiling ferociously.)

Paine: Ha, not literally of course, ah'm hopin'. You mean metaphorically, ah'm sure?
Henchman: It was an AK. My foot really hurts.
Paine: (to Russo) Ah'm sure that's justa fancy term mah boys use, some sorta technical mumbo jumbo.

(Paine presses his hand on to the cast on the guy's foot, grabbing the toes.)

Henchman: Ow-!
Paine: (still gripping the foot) Explain yer lingo to the nice inspector, boy, otherwise he'll be thinkin' we've been playing with illegal arms, ya hear me?

(The henchman bites his finger in pain as he thinks.)

Henchman: Oh...err...I hurt myself with the Auto...Kleaning machine. AK. Auto Kleaning. Yeah.
Russo: "Cleanéng" begins wiv a "C".

(Pain and Slymme are struggling for words while Betty has an outburst behind them.)

Betty: It's German!

(Pain snaps his fingers, Slymme breathes a sigh of relief.)

Paine: Of course it is! Auto Kleaning! German! No harm done, son!

(Pain pats the henchman's injured foot.)

Paine: You take care-a yerself now, y' hear?

Episode tagline: They have to lock the med bay cabinet that holds all the nicotine patches. The Captain has developed a taste for them since visiting Spain, for some reason.