The Next Day-Saturday
At a Ball Field
Frankie: Let's go, Janie! Crush it!
Grant: Easy out here.
Frost: Homicide.
Frankie: Wait for yours. Wait for the one you like.
Maura: Come on, Janie!
Grant: You ready, Janie.
Jane: Don't call me "Janie." Only my brother, my wives and my friends can call me that.
Grant: Okay, Jane.
Crowe: He can call you whatever he wants.
Jane: You're a traitor.
Crowe: And you're a choker.
Jane: Yeah, I'm handling your cheap cologne all right.
Korsak: Come on, Grant. You've been working drugs too long.
Grant throws it and she misses.
Korsak: Good cut, good cut!
Crowe: My grandma could have hit that ball.
Jane: Your grandma has balls.
Maura: Stroke up! That's how crystl bustos won the gold! Come on!Upstroke!
Man: How long you been playing?
Maura: Me?
Man: Yeah.
Maura: Never played.
Man: Love the uniform.
Maura: Water-resistant,one-layer skin made with dyneema. It's light and comfortable,actually, due to intrinsic cooling properties.
Man: It fits nice, too.
Jane: Time out!
She starts to walk to them, but Arizona beats her.
Arizona: Dude, stop hitting on my wife. Can't you see the ring?
Man: (clears throat) I'm sorry. I didn't realize.
Arizona: Yeah, well her other wife looks pretty mad. I'd get out of here if I were you.
Man: Who are you talking about?
Jane: (right behind him) She's talking about me.
He spins around quickly.
Jane: Hi. If I were you, I'd leave before your balls end up in your throat.
He turns around and sprints out of the park.
Jane: That's what I thought.
She walks back to the plate and all of a sudden a body falls onto the field. They all run to it.
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Rizzles Story
FanfictionMaura Isles and Arizona Robbins are best friends. They are both in their Senior Year of high school. They are driving around after school one day and see a girl about their age walking on the side of the road in dirty clothes. Read to see what they...
