Body of Lies Page #9
It's Brad Scanlon.
We need to have a conversation. Come on.
What are you doing here?
[IN ARABIC]
[ENGINE REVS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
F***! Omar! Omar, open the door!
Let's go!
Omar, listen to me!
Omar! Omar!
SKIP:
Let's go! Go, go, go!
F***!
[CELL PHONE DIALS]
[LINE RINGS]
This is Roger Ferris. I need an ambulance.
[LIQUID POURING]
[IN ARABIC]
LIEUTENANT:
OVER LOUDSPEAKER]
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Yeah.
HOFFMAN:
Sadiki is dead.
You there?
Yeah, I'm here.
I didn't kill him, buddy.
I know you didn't, Ed.
I did.
Oh, buddy.
Buddy, that's just not constructive. Okay?
- Then what is?
- Doing exactly what you're doing.
And how are you measuring that? By how
much closer you've gotten to Al-Saleem?
I bet you heard a shitload of chatter,
then it stopped, didn't it?
That's right.
Well, then where is Al-Saleem?
- Hm?
- Ferris.
You know what? I've had it.
I've had it. I can't do this anymore.
Yes, you can.
Now, you just get yourself
a couple of hours' sleep.
And call me
when you're thinking straight.
You know what? I am thinking straight.
You're not, all right?
You can't, because you're
I'm here, Ed, every day.
And I see the unnecessary travesties
of this war...
... that the rest of you backstabbing
political f***ing bureaucrats...
... only look at pictures of.
So don't you dare tell me
I am not f***ing thinking straight!
This is not working, all right?
It's not working. I'm out.
Ferris?
Ferris?
I should pack.
F***.
F***!
[HONKING HORN]
[DIALING CELL PHONE]
[RINGING]
ON MESSAGE]
Sh*t!
Move the f***ing car!
[CAR HORNS HONKING]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[CAR HORN HONKS
[LINE RINGING]
[CELL PHONE RINGING NEARBY]
[MAN SPEAKING IN ARABIC ON TV]
[PIANO PLAYING]
- Where's Marwan? Marwan?
MARWAN:
Mr. Ferris.FERRIS:
Please.
Please, please.
I just need a moment of his time, all right?
Okay.
Please?
Please excuse me.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING
AND LAUGHING NEARBY]
What is it?
I invented Omar Sadiki.
It was my operation.
He is not a jihadist, all right?
I moved him around, I moved money around,
and then I lost him.
- That is impossible.
- Why?
Because it will mean that you sat
in my office and you lied to my face.
Hani, I promise I will share
all the information with you, all right?
But they have kidnapped a friend of mine
in order to get to me.
Now, you know exactly
who I'm talking about, Hani.
Please, they're gonna execute her,
all right?
Please, help me broker a deal, her for me.
You lied to me.
I will not help you.
- The answer is no.
- Please, Hani.
Hani. Hani!
Ed.
You should've told me about the girl.
We could've watched her.
They left the phone.
I know how this goes.
They've got Aisha
and they want someone.
- If she's alive.
- She has to be alive, right?
Well, she's probably alive.
At least, they want you to think so.
- That's the good part.
- And what's the bad part?
They know about you.
They know you work for the agency.
That tells me two things.
One, the people that have Aisha
are running the show...
...so they're close to Al-Saleem.
Two, they have learned enough
from Aisha to know she's your pal.
- She's been interrogated.
- Goddamn it.
- You cannot take this to Hani, right?
- Right. Right.
- Does that mean you already have?
- Yes. Yes, sir, I have.
Why would you do that?
I have to trust everyone I can right now.
- What'd he say?
- He said, "Ma'alesh."
Because I lied to him,
he's not gonna help.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
Okay. We set this up,
we're gonna do it right.
- It's not just about you and your girlfriend.
- All right.
FERRIS:
This is Roger Ferris.Will you put Aisha on the phone?
MAN:
Okay, mister. Thanks God you are calling.
I have a question
to make sure you are you. Please.
Fine.
Where do you meet Miss Aisha first time?
FERRIS:
At a medical clinic in Amman.She's a nurse.
MAN:
Where do you take Miss AishaGo, go.
Uh...
I didn't. She invited me
to her apartment for dinner.
Did you bring anything?
FERRIS:
I did.
A dessert pastry.
If you want to see Miss Aisha,
you must go where I say.
Trade you for her.
No trick or Miss Aisha will die.
Tell me where I'm to go.
MAN:
I'll tell you where to go.
It is near the border. Highway 15.
Between Al-Saidi and Mahbrouk.
That's where you go. Bye.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
[IN ARABIC]
DRIVER:
Passport.
[CAMELS BRAYING]
[BRAKES SQUEAL
[FOOTSTEPS]
[IN ARABIC]
[ENGINE STARTS]
MAN 1:
Bring up Pacman feed.
MAN 2:
Increase magnification eight time.
MAN 1:
Eight-time mag.
MAN 2:
Enhance resolution.
MAN 3:
Holding at mid-altitude orbit, 12,500...
MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Still holding for vector angle.
[SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
MAN 2:
Still holding for vector angle.MAN 1:
Switching over to SAR.Which one do you want us to follow?
Which one, sir?
Sir?
Sorry, buddy.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[LOCK CLICKS]
[DOOR OPENS]
Salaam, CIA.
[SPEAKS IN ARABIC]
I am not the sheik.
The sheik, God praise him,
I am his servant.
Where is the girl?
Either you're trying to be clever...
...or someone has done to you
what you so often do to them.
Lie.
So you paid for me? Hm?
Not as much as I would have.
Such a bargain for such a catch as you.
Well, it wasn't a bargain, because
no one's gonna negotiate with you for me.
That's not our policy. There will be
no exchanges. You understand that, right?
There will be no negotiation,
but not because you say so.
I have an agent of the CIA.
And that's what I came to see.
And that's what matters.
In this world...
...there's enough poverty and frustration
and anger and passion.
There will never be a shortage of martyrs.
Just like these men, huh?
These men who are dispensable to you.
These men who blow themselves up
in the name of Allah...
...who kill their own
brothers and sisters, huh?
There is no place in the Koran for
the murder of innocent people and suicide.
- You know that.
- It's a good try.
But the Koran's sayings...
You speak Arabic, no?
[IN ARABIC]
So you misinterpret the one book
you believe in, hm?
But are you pure...
...or are you just as corrupt as the capitalist
Westerners that you despise?
To me, you are f***ing slaves.
You're slaves to the Saudi oil sheiks
and the Wahabi oil money that funds you.
And when that oil money runs out,
my friends...
...you will all f***ing disappear
into the ashes of history.
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