Circle of Treason Page #19

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Jeanne is expressionless, though her eyes shine with

amusement.

WISER:

You have a better idea how we catch

him with classified material? I’m

all ears.

SANDY:

Not off the top of my head. But

give us a few minutes, it shouldn’t

be hard.

EXT. LANGLEY - DAY

Rick parks his red Jaguar. As he climbs out and heads inside

past the rows of expensive vehicles in the executive lot...

JEANNE (V.O.)

Rick has an ego, we know that.

INT. CIA - COUNTERNARCOTICS CENTER (NHB) - DAY

Jeanne and Sandy sit with Bearden and DAVID EDGER, 48, Deputy

Director of the Counternarcotics Center, in Edger’s office.

JEANNE:

Les Wiser has arranged for the

bureau’s Criminal Division to chair

a joint meeting on narcotics

traffick over on Penn Avenue. It’s

our feeling that if you extend the

invitation to Rick personally -

calling on his expertise - he’ll

jump at the chance to take part.

EDGER:

(after a beat)

Milt?

Bearden is flipping through a file on Ames, quietly stunned

by the pages of structured deposits and unreported meetings.

101.

BEARDEN:

We’ve got to limit his access.

Now. You say you want him in

narcotics and I’ll give him a push.

EDGER:

We’re looking for ideas on how to

combat the flow of Af-Pak heroin

coming through the Black Sea...

JEANNE:

I’ll leave the details to you.

SANDY:

The conference is scheduled for

half a day. That ought to give the

sweep team time to wire his office.

EDGER:

(to Sandy)

And you’re coming along to babysit?

SANDY:

I’m thinking of switching to CNC

and I want to be read-in. I have a

contact who’ll confirm the story.

As the meeting breaks up, Jeanne takes the file from Bearden,

then follows Sandy to the door.

JEANNE:

One more thing. Rick has to drive.

SANDY:

Leave that to me.

EXT. CIA - COUNTERNARCOTICS CENTER (NHB) - HALLWAY - DAY

Jeanne and Sandy emerge. Bearden follows a second later.

BEARDEN:

Jeanne? I was wrong about him.

Bearden doesn’t say it, but his look means, ‘and I was wrong

about you.’ It’s as close to an apology as she’ll get from

him, but Jeanne takes no pride in it.

JEANNE:

We all were.

They walk away, leaving Bearden watching after them.

102.

INT. JEANNE’S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Jeanne comes in, without bothering to switch on the lights.

She sits on the sofa, listening to the hum of traffic. HOLD

on her, sitting, thinking.

INT. AMES HOUSE - BEDROOM - EARLY MORNING

Rick is dressing for a meeting, laying out silk ties and

trying them against different shirts. Rosario asleep in bed

behind him.

EXT/INT. JAGUAR - MOVING - MORNING

Rick drives past a WHITE CHEVROLET CAPRICE pulled over on

Dolley Madison. He regards the suspicious vehicle in his

rearview as he passes.

JEANNE (V.O.)

He’s on the lot.

INT. CIA - JEANNE’S OFFICE (NHB) - DAY

Jeanne on the phone in her office.

JEANNE:

Oh, you might want to pull your

surveillance back.

INT. WAREHOUSE - INTERCUT - DAY

Wiser on the phone. Agents from the Technical Support Squad

are packing equipment in the b.g.

WISER:

Hey, you’ve done your job. Let me

do mine.

JEANNE:

I spotted them on the way in, and

I’m sixty years old and have

cataracts. But however you want to

play it.

She hangs up. Wiser, a beat, shouts across the room:

WISER:

Tell the G’s to pull back. What

the f*** is wrong with you people!?

103.

EXT. CIA - NEW HEADQUARTERS BUILDING - DAY

Rick and David Edger exit the New Headquarters building,

chatting. They find Sandy waiting for them outside. Rick

nods to her, gauging her.

INT. LEXUS - DAY

The three climb in Edger’s car, a new Lexus, Sandy in the

back and Rick in front with Edger. As Edger tries to start

the car...

RICK:

So what’s your interest in

narcotics of all a sudden?

Rick turns, eyes her. Does he suspect? Sandy has no way of

knowing.

RICK (CONT’D)

One minute you’re going to retire,

next you’re moving to CNC. I can’t

keep up.

SANDY:

It’s like you say, Rick - C.I. is a

graveyard. I’m looking ahead.

(he stares at her)

You’re going to make me say it? I

think your Black Sea Initiative is

brilliant. I’m looking forward to

learning a few things.

Rick, a beat, smiles. Edger tries the car again, gives up.

EDGER:

Unbelievable. I just had it

serviced.

RICK:

That’s what you get for buying Jap.

SANDY:

We can take mine.

EXT. CIA - PARKING LOT - A FEW MINUTES LATER

They walk towards Sandy’s ten-year-old station wagon. Rick

takes one look at it and shakes his head, walking right past

and flicking the fob of his car keys. The lights of his red

Jaguar glow in response.

104.

EXT. LANGLEY - DAY

Rick’s Jaguar clears the security checkpoint and roars away.

INT. CIA - COUNTERNARCOTICS CENTER (NHB) - DAY

Jeanne comes down a basement hallway with AGENT DELL SPRY,

40s, and an FBI SWEEP TEAM dressed as maintenance in overalls

and carrying tool boxes. She codes a lock.

JEANNE:

You’ve got five hours.

They head INTO a large basement room of divided cubicles,

with two enclosed offices at one end. Jeanne shows them into

his office - GVO6 - and shuts the door.

INT. CIA - COUNTERNARCOTICS CENTER (NHB) - ROOM GVO6 - DAY

The moment they’re inside, an agent begins taking POLAROID

PHOTOGRAPHS of the room. Jeanne, her eyes a camera, too,

takes in the chaos of papers, reports, empty coffee cups and

discarded note pads. She notes a particular stack of books

on a corner of the desk.

EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - 935 PENNSYLVANIA AVENUE - DAY

Rick’s Jaguar swings in through the narrow driveway of the

monolthic J. Edgar Hoover building.

EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - COURTYARD - DAY

All three from the car show ID to FBI SECURITY and are

directed over to a parking space across the cobblestone

courtyard.

INT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - HALLWAY / ELEVATOR - DAY

Rick leads Edger and Sandy down a hall to the elevator. He

gallantly steps aside to let Sandy on first. The moment the

doors close on them

EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - COURTYARD - DAY

An FBI agent crosses the courtyard, unlocks the Jaguar (using

a duplicate key), climbs in and drives away.

105.

INT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - GARAGE - DAY

Emerging below street level, the agent parks the Jaguar in a

corner where a crew from the TECHNICAL SUPPORT SQUAD are

waiting to install the beacon.

RICK (V.O.)

Our efforts against the Soviets

were founded on a lie.

INT. CIA - COUNTERNARCOTICS CENTER (NHB) - ROOM GVO6 - DAY

The room has been torn apart. A bulletin board is now

covered with POLAROID PHOTOGRAPHS of every inch of the

office.

RICK (V.O.)

For close to half to century, we

kidded ourselves we were fighting a

war. But the truth is, it was a

monumental waste of our time and

resources.

An FBI EVIDENCE SPECIALIST is photographing sensitive files

and papers. As Jeanne identifies for him which Ames should

have had access to, and which not

RICK (V.O.)

The Communist project was doomed to

fail. The truth is, we all could

have stayed home.

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