policesquadquest/cases/case-10-plot-device/rooms/room5.json
type-two 7b2222f97a Beirut cold open, the unused film beats, and ZAZ's back catalogue
MRPGI is verified clean and in sync; all thirteen cases still pass against it.
This pass closes the content gaps a sprite audit turned up — several generated
sprites were never placed, and each one was a missing film beat.

- Case Seven now opens in BEIRUT, as the film does: four days at the back of a
  summit of the six least popular men on earth, holding a glass of water,
  which is where a Los Angeles shipping company with two hundred and six ships
  gets named out loud. Added as room6 with start_room pointed at it, so nothing
  renumbered. Case is now 140 points across seven rooms. The despots are
  generic fictional strongmen rather than caricatures of real heads of state.
- Case Ten: the P.L.O.T. Device itself now appears — the title object of the
  case had never once been on screen — plus Cane's self-driving car, which
  refuses the destination and plays an advertisement before the paperclip
  intervenes.
- Case Six: Danny Cavanaugh's publicity still, captioned in his own hand,
  "DANNY CAVANAUGH — AVAILABLE."
- Case Eight: Hector Savage's fire hose, and Meinheimer's own wheelchair.
- Case Nine: Tanya Peters and the clinic on Wilshire (Frank is DONOR OF THE
  QUARTER; there is a plaque; his wife has not seen it).
- Case 00b: the Professor's four-foot diagram, admitted as Exhibit 1 over a
  defence objection that it is prejudicial, which the judge agrees it is.

ZAZ's own earlier films go in as texture, not cases (DESIGN §10):
Airplane!'s "don't call me Shirley" in Case Five, the escalating "wrong week to
quit" across four rooms of Case Eight, the drink poured into his own face, and
Otto the inflatable partner in Act III at forty per cent with no pump. Kentucky
Fried Movie's news anchor who doesn't know he's on air (twice, 1988 and 2025)
and Feel-A-Round at the Academy Awards, where the usher cannot move because he
is the horse.

Six name-shadowing blockers caught by the linter on the way in, including
'earpiece' swallowing 'plotdevice' and 'body' swallowing 'comedian'.

Co-Authored-By: Claude Opus 5 <noreply@anthropic.com>
2026-07-26 18:37:54 +10:00

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"name": "Ponzi-scheme.com Arena — 11:47 PM",
"enter_text": "Sixty thousand people, four hundred million watching, thirteen minutes on the clock, and a ball on a wire.",
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"name": "octagon",
"sprite": "cage",
"x": 80,
"y": 108,
"look": "A hexagonal cage in the middle of the floor, two men inside it, sixty thousand people watching them and nobody at all watching the ball.",
"synonyms": "cage fight ring fence mma octagon",
"use_text": "You consider entering the cage to make an announcement. You have thirteen minutes, no badge, no jurisdiction, and no trousers coming. You decide against it, and it is the single best decision you make all year."
},
{
"name": "earpiece",
"sprite": "earpiece",
"x": 40,
"y": 130,
"look": "The earpiece Simon Davenport built and never got to use. Beth has been carrying it in her handbag since the morgue and has not mentioned it once, because she is a crime novelist and she knows exactly when to hand a man a thing.",
"synonyms": "shield bud ear plug simon",
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"points": 5
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{
"name": "ballglobe",
"sprite": "ballglobe",
"x": 80,
"y": 78,
"look": "The ball. Twelve feet across, six tonnes, on a single wire, and somewhere inside it is a thing that will make four hundred million people agree with each other forever.",
"synonyms": "ball globe sphere wire drop",
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"points": 5,
"sets_flag": "device_out",
"use_text": "You climb the gantry, put in the earpiece, and go into the ball head first. Your trousers do not come with you. The specific mechanism is a bolt, and a belt loop, and six tonnes of rotating mirror ball, and the physics of it are not in dispute. You come out holding the device, on the world's largest screen, from the waist up in a suit and from the waist down in the year you were born. Four hundred million people see it. The evacuation order you have been shouting for nine minutes is, from this moment, not the thing anybody is looking at. Cane triggers it early."
},
{
"name": "trousers",
"sprite": "trousers",
"x": 118,
"y": 140,
"look": "Your trousers, sixty feet away, on the floor of an arena, being photographed by a great many people. Regulation 4.1.1 requires an officer to maintain uniform standards at all times while on duty. You are not on duty. You have not been on duty since Tuesday. You retrieve them anyway, because your father would have, and because standards are not a thing you keep only when they are being counted.",
"synonyms": "pants slacks uniform",
"visible_flag": "device_out",
"use_text": "You put your trousers back on with enormous dignity, in front of sixty thousand people, and nobody laughs, because of the way you do it."
},
{
"name": "owl",
"sprite": "owl",
"x": 52,
"y": 96,
"look": "There is a barn owl on the rail beside you. It is wearing a hat. It is a small hat, and it is a 1950s hat, and it is grey — not grey the way things in this arena are grey, but grey the way a photograph is grey, as though this one bird is being lit by a different decade. It looks at you the way he used to look at you: without approval, without disappointment, and without ever once looking away.",
"synonyms": "bird barn hat father dad",
"visible_flag": "device_out",
"use_text": "You say: Hello, Dad. The owl does not answer, because it is an owl."
},
{
"name": "cane",
"sprite": "cane",
"x": 104,
"y": 132,
"look": "Richard Cane, on the gantry, with a transmitter and forty-one billion dollars and the total sincerity of a man who has decided that the argument is the problem.",
"synonyms": "richard billionaire man tech",
"requires_flag": "device_out",
"wins": true,
"points": 10,
"use_text": "Cane triggers the device and the arena goes quiet — sixty thousand people at once, and then the concourse, and then the street, everybody agreeing with everybody, all of it going out live. Your earpiece holds. You are the only arguing man left in the county. You cannot reach the gantry. It is nine feet of open air and you are seventy-one years old. The owl leaves the rail. It takes you by the collar — a barn owl, which weighs eleven ounces, lifting a grown man in a suit, and every part of that is impossible and none of it is negotiable — and it carries you the nine feet, and on the way past it blinds Richard Cane with an accuracy that can only be described as procedural. You hit him once. You only need once. You have only ever needed once. Beth reaches the gantry with Cane's own weapon and a very clear view, and you put your hand over it, and you say: no. Not like that. Not us. You turn the device on the crowd and turn it down, all the way down, until sixty thousand people simply stop shouting — which is not the same as agreeing, and which is the whole point, and which nobody watching will understand until Beth's twelfth novel comes out. The owl is gone. There is a hat on the rail. There is not a hat on the rail. You do not look twice. Internal Affairs will want to see you about the trousers. Internal Affairs, it will turn out, is a resort in Belize."
},
{
"name": "plotdevice",
"sprite": "plotdevice",
"x": 66,
"y": 118,
"look": "The P.L.O.T. Device. Primordial Law of Toughness. A cyan orb in an armoured case, about the size of a grapefruit, built by a software engineer who worked out what it would do and then drove off Mulholland with his hands in his lap. It does not look like anything. That is the whole problem with it. Nobody has ever been frightened of an orb.",
"synonyms": "device plot orb case primordial macguffin",
"visible_flag": "device_out",
"use_text": "You hold it. It is warmer than it should be and lighter than it looks. Simon Davenport's last unsent line was: it isn't a weapon, it's the opposite of a weapon, it takes away the part of us that argues. You have spent fifty years being the part of people that argues. You put it in your jacket."
}
]
}