EXT. A RESIDENTIAL STREET - EVENING

               A CAR is parked on the side of the road, a POLICE CRUISER
               with lights flashing behind it.  An elementary school is
               opposite the vehicles.

               OFFICER exits his vehicle and approaches the parked car.

               INT. STEVE'S CAR - MOMENTS LATER

               STEVE sees Officer approaching through his rearview mirror. 
               Officer leans into the driver's side window and takes a hard
               look at the interior of the car.

                                   OFFICER
                         Driver's licence and registration
                         please.

               Steve is dumbfounded.

                                   STEVE
                         You've got to be kidding me.

                                   OFFICER
                         I assure you, sir, I'm quite
                         serious.

               Officer rests his hand on his gun.

                                   STEVE
                         What the...

               Steve breaks off, sighs, and reaches for the glove box.

               Officer pulls his gun.

                                   OFFICER
                         Hands where I can see them!

               Steve bolts upright and puts his hands in the air.

                                   STEVE
                         Jesus!  Alright, alright.  Take it
                         easy.

                                   OFFICER
                         Slowly.

               Steve keeps his left hand up and again reaches for the glove
               box.  He pops it open and pulls out his registration card.

               Officer returns his gun to the holster and takes the card. 
               Steve pulls his driver's licence from his back pocket.  He
               hands it over.

               Officer compares the driver's licence and registration.

               CLOSE UP of the driver's license in Officer's hand, then
               focus on Steve's face.  Back to driver's licence, back to
               Steve's face. 

               Steve smiles exactly like his photo.  The picture is
               identical.

                                   OFFICER
                         This doesn't look like you, Mr.
                         Grosser.

                                   STEVE
                         Damn it, Jeff, would you...

                                   OFFICER
                         You will address me as 'Officer,'
                         or 'Sir,' Mr. Grosser.

               Steve stares at him.

                                   OFFICER
                         Do you know why I stopped you, Mr.
                         Grosser?

                                   STEVE
                         I have no idea.

                                   OFFICER
                         Would you read that sign for me
                         please, Mr. Grosser?

               Officer points to a sign posted by the side of the road. 
               Steve follows his pointing.

               CLOSE UP of the sign.

                                   STEVE (O.C.)
                         "Speed limit twenty when children
                         are present."

               Back to Steve.

                                   STEVE (CONT'D)
                         Yeah?  So?

                                   OFFICER
                         And what would you call that?

               Officer points the other direction.  Steve looks.

               CLOSE UP of a child on the sidewalk across the street.

                                   STEVE
                         I'd call that a child, sir.

                                   OFFICER
                         I clocked you doing thirty.

                                   STEVE
                         That's a child.  Singular.  One
                         child.

                                   OFFICER
                         I'm going to have to cite you, Mr.
                         Grosser.

               Officer begins filling out a ticket.

                                   STEVE
                         For one kid.  At five o'clock at
                         night.

                                   OFFICER
                         Yes sir, Mr. Grosser.

                                   STEVE
                         This is so lame.

               Officer tears off the ticket and hands the registration,
               driver's licence, and freshly written citation over to Steve.

                                   STEVE
                         I can't believe you're doing this
                         to me.

                                   OFFICER
                         The law is the law, Mr. Grosser. 
                         You violated the law, and it's my
                         duty to reprimand you.  Next time,
                         take it easy in a school zone.

               The officer glances at his watch and visibly relaxes from his
               hard demeanor to a much lighter tone.

                                   OFFICER (CONT'D)
                         Hey, it's five o'clock.  I'm off
                         duty.  Want to go grab a beer?

               Steve stares at him blankly.

                                   OFFICER
                         Well?

                                   STEVE
                         You're a real asshole, you know
                         that Jeff?

               Steve puts the car in drive and tears out.  Jeff jumps out of
               the way.

                                   JEFF
                         Hey!  I'll see you tonight buddy!

               Steve hangs his middle finger out the window.