The Naked Gun - From The Files Of Police Squad-... Apr 2026

Police work.

RAIN lashes against shipping containers. LIEUTENANT FRANK DREBIN (50s, suit slightly too tight, shoes slightly too shiny) crouches behind a stack of tuna crates. He whispers into his wristwatch.

(stunned) What?

Here’s a draft story outline and opening scene in the spirit of The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad! The Naked Gun: License to Slip

She presses a remote. The dock splits open. A missile rises from below, painted like a juice box. The Naked Gun - From The Files Of Police Squad-...

The legendary Frank Drebin. You just destroyed three tons of my prototype energy drink.

Frank shoves his hands in his pockets. His pants immediately fall down. He pulls them up, trips over a mooring cleat, and crashes into a stack of barrels labeled Police work

(smiles) Oh, I’m not selling drinks, Lieutenant. I’m selling thirst .