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Right of Way 20

He notices writing on the side of the van: “POST-FORENSIC CLEANING SERVICE”

NAPOLITANO
Wonderful.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT BUILDING - MORNING
Napolitano gets out of his car, tosses his keys to the nearest EMT, 24.

NAPOLITANO
Hey kid, park it for me, will ya’?
EMT
Excuse me?

The EMT’s irritation softens as he recognizes Napolitano.

EMT
Right. Will do, sir.

Napolitano gives him a wink. The EMT jumps behind the wheel and drives off. Hendricks greets Napolitano, who notices Hendricks’ latex gloves as they shake.

HENDRICKS
Good morning!
NAPOLITANO
Nothing good about it.

Hendricks leads him toward a fenced-off lot just east of the building that dominates this corner. Media vans are starting to show up.

HENDRICKS
Here, you’ll need these.

He hands Napolitano a pair of fresh latex gloves, then swings open the gate. Napolitano notices a busted lock that dangles from a chain as he puts on the gloves.

NAPOLITANO
We do that?

EXT. LOT - MORNING
Hendricks and Napolitano approach a corpse. It’s the big Scot in the Rannoch Moor hoodie. Hendricks kneels to examine the body. Stuffed in its mouth is a vast amount of peat.

NAPOLITANO

How’s this related to Larry?


 
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