Man is drinking on the beach. Officer Smith writes him a ticket. |
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| Sir, I cannot allow you to drink here on the beach | |
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| As if- As if a ticket is going to- to stop me. | |
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The Officer realizes that the drunken man is his friend Greg. |
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| Greg? | |
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| Who wants- who's asking? Wait, Bill. Oh thank God. Bill you have to- to let me off. We're buds Bill. | |
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Officer Bill thinks about letting his friend off this time, but in the end cannot. His moral compass leads him to do the right thing. |
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| Greg, I can't. I have to write the ticket. It's not right if I don't. Where's the rest of the alcohol? | |
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