Birthday Girl Page #13

INT. HIGH STREET - DAY

John strides towards us down St. Albans High Street, carrying

the two guitar cases, his raincoat flapping. His eyes look

glazed, the busy street sounds around him muffled.

INT. NATIONAL WESTMINSTER BANK - DAY

The doors slide apart and John enters his branch. The place

is full of customers. He cheeks himself through the security

door and into the back.

INT. OPEN-PLAN OFFICE - DAY

John walks through the open plan office. His Branch Manager

is there with another bank official, and Clare.

BRANCH MANAGER:

Ah John. This is Robert Moseley,

Head of South East New Business.

Robert, this is John Buckingham.

MOSELEY:

Hello John.

JOHN:

Hello.

BRANCH MANAGER:

I thought you could give us the tour

this morning. Sort of be our Indian

Guide.

JOHN:

Right.

MOSELEY:

(i.e. the guitars)

Do you play?

JOHN:

Yes. I do.

CLARE:

That's John. He's always surprising

you with hidden talents.

MOSELEY:

I used to be in a band. Keyboards.

Sort of like very loud, uh -- very

loud Marillion.

They laugh. Pause.

CLARE:

(to John)

Well, Maestro, give us a tune.

They laugh. Pause.

JOHN:

I'll give you a tune later.

The Branch Manager takes John to one side and stage-whispers.

BRANCH MANAGER:

Take the ball and run with it John.

INT. BANK CORRIDOR - DAY

John leads the team down the corridor past the training room

where his colleagues are busy with Trust and Letting Go.

JOHN:

This is uh... This is the uh...

A colleague passes carrying a file.

PASSING COLLEAGUE

Morning John. Give us a tune.

JOHN:

I'll give you a tune later.

INT. TRAINING ROOM - DAY

They enter the training room.

JOHN:

This is where we're doing Trust and

uh... Trust and Letting Go.

MOSELEY:

We're not doing this till the fourth

quarter -- Has it, uh -- any results,

has it been been beneficial?

JOHN:

Yes.

CLARE:

It's weird at first. Sort of exciting

and frightening at the same time.

Wouldn't you say John?

JOHN:

Yes.

BRANCH MANAGER:

We're starting to see results. This

is Karen, who's uh... taking uh...

it.

They say hello to each other and MOSELEY asks her a couple

of questions.

JOHN:

Excuse me.

INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

John nips out and fetches his guitar cases. He rounds the

corner, down a couple of steps. He checks himself into the

Safe Area. A Colleague passes him.

COLLEAGUE:

Morning John. Hey, Moseley's here.

JOHN:

I'll give you a tune later.

INT. SAFE ROOM DOOR - DAY

John punches in the security code. He opens the safe door

and goes inside, closing it behind him. We see his stricken

face peering through the toughened glass.

INT. TRAINING ROOM - DAY

Robert Moseley falls backwards into the arms of an employee.

MOSELEY:

It's weird isn't it.

A little bored perhaps, Moseley gazes out through the open

door. He sees...

INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

John bowling out of the safe-room backwards heaving two guitar

cases. One bursts open spilling bundles of fifties onto the

floor.

INT. TRAINING ROOM - DAY

Moseley, the Branch Manager, Clare, and five Trust and Letting

Go catchers all watch...

INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

John scoops up the money, refasten the case and stand to see

them all watching him, as the five Trust and Letting Go

fallers crash to the ground in unison.

EXT. SIDE STREET - DAY

John hauls ass towards us straight down the middle of the

road, a guitar case in either hand, footsteps clapping loudly

on the wet cobbles. Alarms sound, dogs bark.

EXT. STREET CORNER - DAY

He skis around a corner, and sprints up this other street.

We are close by his head, as he sprints one hundred metres.

EXT. CAR PARK ROOF - DAY

Running flat out across the car park. Yuri throws open the

car door and John hurls the guitar cases inside. He dives

in, turns the key in the ignition. The Rover coughs and

wheezes. He tries again. It spits and misfires. The third

time it catches and lives. John grinds the gears and lurches

off.

INT. MULTI STOREY CAR PARK - DAY

The Rover hurtles down the ramps.

EXT. STREET - DAY

It careens down a side-street.

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