Scene 3
(Courtroom. Ichabod Crane is arguing with the judge.)
Ichabod Crane: It's nearly the 18th century and still you're whacking people with sticks. You should be using machines that haven't even been invented yet!
Judge: Shut up.
Ichabod Crane: I shut down! No...I open up! No...oh what the hell. You're a freaking lunatic, that's what you are. I'm a sensible bloke. Why am I the only one who sees that we have to use igglybigglybogs to find out how people died?
Judge: Igglybigglybogs?
Ichabod Crane: An advanced scientific instrument that I invented myself. I'm very clever, you see.
Judge: Yeah. Whatever. Anyway, you've said this stuff at least ten times before and we're kinda getting pissed with you now, so you've got two choices.
Ichabod Crane: What?
Judge: Shut up and don't interrupt. Either we put you in a cell and whack you with a stick for the rest of your life-
Ichabod Crane: See, this is what I mean. You should be using advanced technology!
Judge: I said shut up. Or...you could go to Sleepy Hollow!
(Creepy music with MUAHAHAHAHAHA plays)
Ichabod Crane: Where?
Judge: Sleepy Hollow!
(Creepy music with MUAHAHAHAHAHA plays)
Judge: Stop that. It was only effective the first time.
Ichabod Crane: Yeah...I think I'll go with the second option.
Judge: Good. There have been three murders there. Three people, murdered. Someone has killed three people.
Ichabod Crane: Yes...I figured that out from the three murders bit.
Judge: Shut up smartarse! Anyway, you have to go there and find out who the murderer is so you can bring him back here and we can whack him with sticks for the rest of our lives.
Ichabod Crane: I don't know why I bother...
Judge: Just remember, Ichabod Crane...It is you who is now put to the test...
Ichabod Crane: Where did you get that from? Some crap sci-fi movie or something?