Son of GOD!

a middle aged off duty cop walks around video store and he notices some dark/metal/goth kids staring at him as they stare away.)
Cop: "You fucks are sick. You know that. I hate people like you. You are Animals"
(walks over to emo looking clerk behind counter and gives him a movie to rent. the
emo kids gives him a snobby look.)
Cop: what? You think you're better than me cause i like action movies?
Video clerk: No. I don't have anything against action movies as long a they're done well.
Cop: Done well? What do you mean by that?
Video clerk: Good story, Writing, and Acting.
Cop: What about Commando?
Video cerk: Well....
Cop: Well what? You didn't like it?
Video clerk: Not really
Cop: Not really huh? Ok (cops looks around. awkward silence. then suddenly he looks up at video clerk) WHY?? (uncomfortable silence)
Video clerk: (Shrugs) I don't know. It just seemed Cheesy.
Cop: You know.. you're a little fucking prick, you know that? Huh?
Video clerk: (laughs uncomfortably) sometimes.
(cop lunges over counter attacking the clerk at scene cuts to black.)

Many moons Later.

CUT to: (Phelix Poindexter and his assistent Loomis Pockrus at Cops house
looking for something)
Phelix: I'm addicted to Drugs
Pock: Why?
Phelix: I don't know.
Pock: Oh. huh. well maybe you should find out so you can quit.
Phelix: I don't want to quit.
Pock: You don't?
Phelix: Nope.
Pock: Why?
Phelix: Who knows.
Pock: How did you become a P.I.?
Phelix: One day i went to work for a detective and the next think i knew i woke up and i was a P.I.
Pock: Oh yeah.... (confused)
Phelix: But i fell back asleep.
Pock: Huh?
Phelix: Listen we will talk about this later ok? ok? so... what are we doing here?
Pock: Solving a case. You're kidding?
Phelix: NO. what are we doing here?
Pock: Where?
Phelix: Here!
Pock: Solving...
Phelix: Solving or cracking a case.. Yes i know, but why?
Pock: Because someone hired us?
Phelix: Why?
Pock: I don't know.
Phelix: You don't know? Then our work here is done. Lets go home.
Pock: Huh?
Phelix: We are done. Lets go have dinner. I'm hungry.
Pock: But....
Phelix: What are you in the mood for?
Pock: What?... wait. What about the case. I mean what about getting paid?
Phelix: We are not getting paid.
Pock: Why?
Phelix: I don't know.
Pock: What?
Phelix: (turns to pock) Look, if you don't know why he hired us for the job then why or how are we supposed to do it properly?
Pock: Don't ask questions?
Phelix: Then go home and go to sleep. No questions? What are you doing standing here?
Pock: Cause i want.. cause we are on a case or an investigation.
Phelix: But you... Without questions. No why are you standing here?
Pock: Listen mr. poindexter.....
Phelix: Phelix
Pock: Phelix.... you are confusing the hell out of me!
Phelix: And you are confusing the hell out me as well. You wanna dance (walks over to sterio in living room) I'll put on some music and we will dance ourselves silly. Maybe then we won't confuse eachother anymore. Maybe we will bond. connect and then connect the dots whatever dots we are here to connect.
Pock: Together?
Phelix: Together. Seperate.. Whats the difference. It's all about joining brainwaves. Chemistry, loomis, Chemistry!