Brazil Page #15

63 INT. CORRIDOR DAY 63

Cut to SAM coming out of his office, turning right and

walking to the next door, the nameplate of which reads:

OFFICER DV/048.

As is his custom, SAM opens the door without knocking.

63a INT. LIME'S OFFICE DAY 63a

CUT to SAM'S POV. Here is an office much like his. It's

the other half of his room bisected by the partition wall.

The other half of his desk is occupied by a slimy looking,

round-headed little JUNIOR EXECUTIVE wholly occupied with

trying to drag a bit more of the desk into his office. He

is unaware of SAM.

SAM:

Hello.

LIME startled, lets go of his desk and vents his

irritation on SAM whom he mistakes for someone else.

LIME:

No, you can't have any more chairs!

There's only one left in here now,

and I need that to sit on!

(realizing his mistake)

Oh ... er, sorry. Who are you?

SAM:

Sam Lowry.

LIME:

(becoming unctuous)

Ah, yes, you're the new boy from next

door, ha ha!

(he advances toward Sam

with hand out to shake.

Shaking hands)

My name's Lime. Harvey Lime. Welcome

to Expediting.

SAM:

Ah.

(he pauses - looking

around)

Would you mind if I borrowed your

computer console?

LIME:

What?

SAM:

I'll bring it back in ten minutes.

LIME:

You want to take my console into your

office?

SAM:

Yes.

LIME:

(after a moment's

consideration)

I'll tell you what .... You tell me

what and I'll do it for. I'm a bit of

a whizz on this thing.

(indicates computer

console)

SAM hesitates, but sees that there's no other way.

SAM:

(taking print-out on Jill

from his pocket)

Alright. There's someone I want to

check out. A woman called Gillian

Layton.

LIME:

(leering)

A woman eh? I see.

SAM:

(trying to ignore this)

I know her age and distinguishing

marks. But I need an address or a

place of work or something

LIME:

(continuing to leer)

This is your dream girl, is it?

SAM:

(taken aback)

What?

(recovering)

Look, let me use the console for a

few minutes.

LIME:

(trying to be jocular)

You must be joking -

(entirely unconvincing)

When there's a woman involved -

there's no stopping me. Now, let me

have that sheet.

He takes Jill's print-out sheet from SAM and begins to

punch the keys laboriously with one finger. Nothing

happens.

LIME:

Sod it, it's broken!

SAM:

You haven't switched it on.

LIME:

Oh - yes. Look you're putting me off,

standing there! Go back to your

office and I'll give you a knock when

I've finished.

SAM hesitates, but goes.

LIME:

Go on. I'm not going to elope with

her.

SAM exits.

64 INT. SAM'S OFFICE DAY 64

SAM is sitting in his office listening to the protracted

one finger exercise which is going on next door. He stares

dumbly at the shining, absolutely useless, executive toy.

65 EXT. ICY SEA ANTI-DAY 65

The CAMERA skims along over an icy sea. This is SAM'S POV

as he wings his way over the water with his new gleaming

wings. In the distance rises a strange massive ship.

As he gets closer we can see that the snip is listing

heavily to one side. In fact it is barely afloat. Closer

still, it becomes apparent that the ship is made of stone.

Dark, evil, grey blocks of granite form not only the hull,

but the super-structures and smokestacks. It looks like a

massive medieval fortress gone to sea. The screen is

engulfed in stone. The CAMERA heads up the side of the

ship. Higher and higher we climb - past course after

course of mammoth stones. Reaching the first deck, we

continue upwards. There appears to be no entrance. SAM is

looking frustrated and angry. But then he spots an

opening. A few stones have come loose - one of them juts

out forming a ledge. As the cage passes, SAM jumps and

managed to gain a foothold on the outcropping. Squeezing

thru the gap in the rocks, he makes his way thru a dark

passage. Emerging from the opening he finds himself

teetering over an enormous abyss formed by the outer hull

and the inner stone core of the ship. Great stone ribs

curve downwards thru the darkness broken only by narrow

shafts of brilliant light streaming from occasional cracks

and fissures in the stone core. For a brief moment SAM

gets a glimpse of blue sky thru one of the openings but

his attention is distracted by a distant moan. Huddled far

below him at the bottom of the dark abyss are hundreds of

grey shrouded PRISONERS. Their moan blends with the creaks

and groans of the stones as the ship slowly wallows back

and forth. Suddenly a great boom resounds throughout the

ship. SAM is unsure where it comes from. And then another

boom reverberates about him. He has to steady himself as

the ship quivers from the noise. Another book. He clutches

at the wall.

66 INT. SAM'S OFFICE DAY 66

SAM's head is leaning against the wall of his office. The

boom repeats. LIME is knocking on the other side. SAM

leaps up. As he leaves his office he looks back to see the

desk creep through to LIME's office a little bit more.

67 INT. LIME'S OFFICE DAY 67

SAM enters. LIME is standing, proudly holding out a sheet

of paper.

LIME:

Computers are my forte.

SAM:

(reading)

Gillian Layton, age twenty three,

eyes, blue, hair, black, weight, one

hundred and twenty-one pounds,

distinguishing marks, blemish on

right shoulder, scar on left elbow

He stops, having come to the end. He looks at the other

side of the paper but there's nothing there.

Is this all you got?

LIME:

It's a start isn't it.

SAM:

(disbelieving)

But I already knew this!

LIME:

Best to take it slowly where some

women are concerned.

SAM sits on LIME's chair and deftly punches the computer

keys.

LIME:

Hey - that's my desk!

SAM:

(working quickly)

Gillian Layton - Suspect S/5173.

Truck driver! All enquiries,

reference officer 412/L - Room 5001.

(switching off the machine

and getting up)

That's what I wanted to know. Thank

you very much.

68 INT. CORRIDOR DAY 68

SAM heads off down corridor. WARREN & CO. appear.

WARREN:

Ah, Lowry, glad I caught you ...

(he continues to deal with

expediters in between

dealing with Sam)

No, send it back for ... Are you

settling down? ... I want this order

rescinded ... There's a query on a

personnel transporter you took out

from the pool ... Tell them no, tell

them yes, ... or was it a personnel

carrier you took out from

transportation ... Send that up to

Security ... Some kind of eight-wheel-

half-track, was it? ... Tell him I

want to see him ... Send round the

paperwork, Lowry ... Arrange a

conference on that one ... Anyway,

tidy it up, Lowry, there's a good

chap - get a new suit. Did you want

the lift?

The cavalcade is passing the lifts. SAM backs away into

the open lift. The cavalcade passes on out of sight. The

lift contains a CHARLADY with a bucket and mop. She

remains in the lift as SAM joins her.

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