Sticks and Stones/Transcript



'Pinefield, city of hope and optimism... 'Dexter Alstott (greeting): '' , right? You must be the new rookie detective I've been hearing about! I'm Dexter Alstott. Yes, THE Dexter Alstott. Crime writer-turned-detective. We're going to be partners in the force together!'' Dexter (smiling): ''It's a pleasure to meet you. We're definitely gonna have an awesome time investigating murders, crimes, and whatnot. You must be jet-lagged, . That was one long flight you took to arrive to this tremendous and colorful city.'' Dexter:'' Chief Muscare sent me here to pick you up and take you to where we'll be working least of the time. I heard you're quite the driver, so why don't you show me your skills?'' Dexter (scratching head): ''Just promise me you won't be like my last partner and be distracted by your nails... Let's go, ! Off to the Pinefield Police Department!

In the patrol car... Dexter: Well, I haven't yelled out in fear yet so this should be promising! Oh, silly me... I forgot to enter the GPS coordinates to direct us to the police department. Give me a sec... Dexter (frustrated): Argh! Stupid thing! How do you work these stupid techy things anyways? Ah, I'll just tell you where to go instead. I know this city like the... what's the saying? The back of my foot? I know the back of my foot pretty well... (The car's tires screech to a halt as Dexter moves slightly with a shocked expression.) Dexter: Whoa, ! What's wrong?! You didn't look at your nails, did you? Dexter: Oh hey, we're underneath the infamous bridge of Daytide Coast... Don't tell me you stopped just to take in the sights. Dexter (surprised): Oh crap, there's a dead body over there! Let's investigate the crime scene immediately, . I'll make sure nobody enters while you search, but I'll give you some pointers. Dexter (pumping fist): This is our first murder investigation together, ! Let's do this swiftly!