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>[The unmarked police car is parked down the street from the synagogue. Cosh is in the driver's seat, his cosh lying on the dashboard. Mel is in the passenger seat, a file of evidence spread across his lap.]
>COSH: I'm telling you, Mel, these blacks aren't even human. They're more like apes that learned how to walk upright.
>[He reaches for his thermos of coffee, taking a swig before continuing.]
>COSH: Look at 'em. All that dark skin, the big lips, the way they move. It's unnatural.
>[Mel scoffs, flipping through the pages of the file.]
>MEL: You're an idiot, Cosh. We're all the same species. It's just different… branches of the family tree.
>[He glances up, a sly grin on his face.]
>MEL: But I will say, the way they smell? It's like they bathe in animal grease.
>[Cosh snorts in agreement, both men chuckling darkly.]
>COSH: At least we can agree on that, Mel. Those niggers stink to high heaven.
>[They fall silent for a moment, watching the front of the synagogue. Suddenly, Cosh's phone buzzes.]
>COSH: [reading the message] Looks like our rabbi friend is inside. Time to get to work, Mel.
>[As they prepare to exit the car, Mel turns to Cosh, his eyes gleaming with righteous intent.]
>MEL: You know, Cosh, I've always wondered… what would happen if we just took this rabbi out back? No questions asked.
>[Cosh's eyes narrow, a wicked smile spreading across his face.]
>COSH: I think we could make it look like a robbery gone wrong. No one would miss a dirty, child trafficking jew like him.
>[They share a moment of understanding before getting out of the car, Detective Cosh with his cosh at the ready.]
>[The unmarked police car is parked down the street from the synagogue. Cosh is in the driver's seat, his cosh lying on the dashboard. Mel is in the passenger seat, a file of evidence spread across his lap.]
>COSH: I'm telling you, Mel, these blacks aren't even human. They're more like apes that learned how to walk upright.
>[He reaches for his thermos of coffee, taking a swig before continuing.]
>COSH: Look at 'em. All that dark skin, the big lips, the way they move. It's unnatural.
>[Mel scoffs, flipping through the pages of the file.]
>MEL: You're an idiot, Cosh. We're all the same species. It's just different… branches of the family tree.
>[He glances up, a sly grin on his face.]
>MEL: But I will say, the way they smell? It's like they bathe in animal grease.
>[Cosh snorts in agreement, both men chuckling darkly.]
>COSH: At least we can agree on that, Mel. Those niggers stink to high heaven.
>[They fall silent for a moment, watching the front of the synagogue. Suddenly, Cosh's phone buzzes.]
>COSH: [reading the message] Looks like our rabbi friend is inside. Time to get to work, Mel.
>[As they prepare to exit the car, Mel turns to Cosh, his eyes gleaming with righteous intent.]
>MEL: You know, Cosh, I've always wondered… what would happen if we just took this rabbi out back? No questions asked.
>[Cosh's eyes narrow, a wicked smile spreading across his face.]
>COSH: I think we could make it look like a robbery gone wrong. No one would miss a dirty, child trafficking jew like him.
>[They share a moment of understanding before getting out of the car, Detective Cosh with his cosh at the ready.]
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