Astray...

by Jim Cripps

Looking at Walker, Kowalski sees the man he has known for some time, and heard 
about for years.  Walker can be persuasive, many times over.

		KOWALSKI
	   (sighing)
	What's your plan?

Walker looks at the house, and then to Kowalski.

		WALKER
	I'm going to talk to him a little
	and then SWAT's going to move in.
	   (sure and intent)

			KUWALSKI
	This isn't your normal barber 
	shop banter here.  You ever done 
	the talk?
		(shaking head no)

			WALKER
		(smiling)
	It's easy.  Just shine him on, 
	and then, when he let's his 
	guard down, boom!

He smacks one palm on the butt of his shotgun and starts walking casually 
toward the front of the troubled house.

			WALKER (CONT'D)
	Tell SWAT to move in when I 
	give you five.

			KOWALSKI
		(quietly)
	Okay.

Watching him carefully, Kowalski grabs his radio to talk to the SWAT Commander.

			KOWALSKI
	Lieutenant Wills, you will go 
	on this signalů 
		(voice fades)
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