"I'm not giving you anything until you tell me why you're pulling me over."

The officer steps back placing his hand on his weapon. "Step out of the vehicle," he orders.
You sit behind the wheel in fear. "I said step out of the vehicle now!"
The next moment, your door swings open, and you are yanked from the car, face against the hot asphault.
The officer locks his arm around your neck. You feel your lungs constrict, and your vision go fuzzy.

Struggle
Stay still