Atomic Blonde Page #4

(indistinct chatter)

(grunting and groaning)

(Russian dialogue continues)

(grunting and groaning)

(grunting and groaning continue)

(gasps weakly)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(chatter in German,

siren blaring)

(fire alarm continues

ringing inside)

(gasping, panting)

(door closes)

(footfalls on stairs)

You are late.

And you were followed.

I'm late because I was followed.

I lost them 20 minutes ago

near the Palast der Republik.

You're as good as

your reputation.

Are you sure this is the

best place to meet?

Keep your enemies close.

I'm a permanent

fixture for them now.

The Watchmaker says

there has been great

interest in this list

on the black market

the last few days.

- Any sign of Bakhtin?

- No.

This Satchel character

has people worried

on both sides of the wall.

Yeah.

What kind of network

have you assembled?

There's a lot of, uh,

dissatisfied youth

on this side of the wall.

They're like a...

tinderbox.

If you find the right spark...

(bottle cap pops off,

clinks on ground)

Keep talking.

(bells chiming)

(door closes)

I am interested in

selling a watch.

What are you selling?

It is extremely valuable.

Finest quality and...

filled with secrets.

Would you mind if I

inspect the merchandise?

F*** yes, I mind.

Just tell potential buyers

Bakhtin is open for business.

(tape fast-forwarding)

BREMOVYCH (over tape): Ladies,

Berlin is a small place.

I'm sure our paths

will cross again.

(tape fast-forwarding)

LASALLE (over tape): Sorry.

You looked like you

needed saving.

(tape fast-forwarding)

My friend owns a club nearby.

Want to come check it out?

We got the message

I heard it on the airwaves

The politicians

Are now deejays

The broadcast was

spreading...

I didn't think that

you would show.

Stoli on the rocks?

You pay attention.

I look for pleasure

in the details.

The politics of dancing

The politics of...

Speaking of which...

I have been dying to

ask you a question.

Aha, is this message

understood?

The politics of dancing

The politics of

Ooh, feeling good

Let's go someplace quiet.

The politics of moving, aha

Is this message understood?

(panting, moaning)

Why the gun, Delphine?

You're not as well-disguised

as you may think.

I know who you are.

You're Lorraine Broughton, MI6,

and you're here because of

the death of Gascoigne.

(Lasalle grunts, gasps)

What do you know

about Gascoigne?

Nothing.

But if someone is killing

Allied officers,

shouldn't we all care?

Whatever is in that list has

people willing to kill for it.

(uncocks gun)

This is my first assignment

with the French intelligence.

I've only been here a year.

(Lasalle takes deep breath)

I'm scared, okay?

I got into this because

it was exciting.

But it's never been

like this in Berlin.

You should have become a poet.

Or a rock star.

(Lasalle chuckles)

So you made contact with

the French operative?

Obviously.

Why?

I believed she had

information I could exploit.

Nothing more.

KURZFELD :
And did she?

Did she have any

information, Lorraine?

There is something I

need to tell you.

It has to do with your

friend Percival. He's...

("Voices Carry" by

'Til Tuesday plays)

Because I know...

Lorraine?

GRAY :
Did she have any

information, Lorraine?

Oh, he tells me tears

are something to hide

And something to fear...

KURZFELD :
Did she

give you information?

She gave me nothing.

And I try so hard

to keep it inside

So no one can hear...

BAKHTIN :
David f***ing Percival.

Keep it down now,

voices carry...

Are you following me?

Maybe you're not as good at

this spy sh*t as you think.

(grunts, yells)

That was for James,

you f***ing prick.

Now, give me that f***ing list.

GRAY :
We needed to get

you a message, Lorraine.

We're several days into a

mission without a single lead.

And plenty of distractions.

You have to be reminded

of the course at hand.

Oh, I received your message.

KURZFELD :
That's quite a view.

70 miles of barbed wire,

310 guard towers, 65

anti-vehicle trenches,

40,000 Soviet-trained, heavily

armed frontier troops.

All that, and 5,000 GDR citizens

still had the brass

balls to escape.

You've got the MI6 so worried

they called the CIA to

talk sense into you.

Eric Gray called me.

Of course he did.

I don't have to remind you of

how fast the clock is ticking.

If this thing gets out,

a lot of good,

hard-working folks...

brave men and women are

going to show up dead.

You and I included.

I swear to God, the

last few weeks,

I dread even waking

up in the morning.

I understand the severity

of the situation, sir.

And the time imperative.

Listen, I didn't climb

all the way up here

just to give you some

rousing pep talk.

So I'll cut to the chase.

Last night, you met a woman.

Delphine Lasalle is

out of her depth.

Given the climate, I'd hate

to see an executive order

come down the line that

falls in her disinterest.

Her disinterest?

What do you mean,

her disinterest?

Don't insult my

intelligence, Lorraine.

You know exactly

what I f***ing mean.

Hope you get a snapshot.

Next week, this will be a

whole different picture.

(phone buttons beeping)

(line ringing)

DISTORTED VOICE (over phone):

Central has been compromised.

(click, rapid beeping)

Stronger than reason

Stronger than lies

The only truth I know

Is the look in your eyes

The look in your eyes...

(phone buttons beeping)

(line ringing)

PERCIVAL :
Meet me at the Rough

Trade Bar at Oranienstrasse.

We need to talk.

Just like a knife

My favorite weapon

Is the look in your eyes...

(laughter, indistinct chatter)

PERCIVAL :
Look at all

these hedonists.

It's like a beautiful woman

gone wrong. I f***ing love it.

Word is Bakhtin has resurfaced.

Cops found him with a

homemade lobotomy.

Either way, we have to

deal with Spyglass.

Thinking it through, he doesn't

have much time over there.

Our priority is the list.

- We can't make mistakes.

- Come on.

He's hardly the most

trustworthy person I ever met.

(chuckling):
Or the

f***ing brightest.

Wait. You said you

hadn't met him.

I lied.

And he claims to have

memorized the entire list.

He's ready to make the jump.

GRAY :
You believe he committed

the entire thing to memory?

Everything.

Had I known earlier, I would

have prioritized Spyglass.

His knowledge made him

as valuable as the list.

I could have grabbed

him at any moment.

Instead, Percival

kept it a secret,

putting us in a

precarious position.

(bells chiming)

PERCIVAL :
Look, the

KGB are going to have

some very angry bastards out

there looking for Spyglass.

We can't trust any of the old

usual methods.

It's not that difficult

to drive across the

border these days.

It is when you're wanted

like Spyglass is.

We have to walk him

across personally

to ensure his safety

in plain sight.

We'll use the demonstration

tomorrow at Alexanderplatz.

That's insane.

All those protesters will

make a great distraction.

Spyglass is my guy.

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