Entrapment Page #19

THIBADEAUX:

Faith is angels dancing on the head of a

pin. I've got to have trust. You

wouldn't be thinking of changing

partners, would you? You change partners,

you change the rules.

MAC:

Thibs, after all these years together--

THIBADEAUX:

(passionately)

I don't want this girl to f*** you over.

MAC:

I won't let her.

THIBADEAUX:

Look, we've got what we need.

(meaning:
the Mask)

Mac examines the Mask.

MAC:

A touch of immortality.

(beat)

That's why art is all that matters. It

lasts. We don't.

INT. GIN'S PLACE - NIGHT

The place is dark. The only light comes from the Kuala Lumpur

skyline. We can feel Gin's presence in the darkness. Hear the

freight elevator. Mac enters.

MAC:

(Ralph Cramden)

Hi, honey, I'm home.

BAM! Someone coldcocks him! Stunned, he falls to his knees.

Looks up woozily. Standing over him is--Gin. Furious.

GIN:

You bastard!

Then she swings at him again. This woman doesn't fight like a

girl. BAM! Really connects this time. He goes down like a

sack of potatoes and the momentum of her swing carries her

down onto the floor with him!

GIN:

(continuing)

Sonofabitch bastard!

She keeps trying to beat on him.

MAC:

Stop for a bloody second!

GIN:

I trusted you! I TRUSTED YOU!

He holds her tight, trying to subdue her.

MAC:

It's in the bag, the Mask is in the bag.

She catches her breath. He lets her up, she sees the bag.

GIN:

Oh my God, I thought--

She's embarrassed and relieved. But what really upset her is

not only losing the Mask but losing him and that realization

comes in a long moment of silence.

GIN:

(continuing)

I thought you'd gone.

She struggles to get control of her uncontrollable emotions.

GIN (cont'd)

Get out! Just get out! Get the f*** out!

Get out!

As she pushes him away, the tears come.

MAC:

Hey...hey...

He starts to hold her, she pushes him away, then all the hurt

and anger goes out of her and she lets him hold her.

Their faces are so close, hers streaked with tears. And it's

her who kisses him first.

He holds back for a moment but only for a moment and then he

kisses her and then all the emotion they've held in flows

out.

And then, breathing hard, she pulls back.

GIN:

I've got to know something.

He stares at her.

GIN (cont'd)

At the Palace, in the lake--?

MAC:

Would I really have drowned you?

She nods. Yes, that's it.

MAC (cont'd)

Absolutely.

And he says it so simply and so honestly that she begins to

smile.

GIN:

Good. I'd have done the same thing.

MAC:

Any more questions?

She gently closes his nostrils with her fingers.

GIN:

Now I'm going to drown you.

She kisses him, covering his mouth over and over, so he can't

breathe.

And that goes from playful to for real. Her hand goes under

his shirt, his under her blouse. Legs intertwine, breathing

gets heavy.

We see skin and then more skin and two bodies becoming one.

INT. GIN'S APARTMENT - NEXT MORNING

Splash! Water goes on Mac's face. For a long moment he looks

at himself in the mirror. He's broken all his rules.

INT. GIN'S APARTMENT - KUALA LUMPUR

Mac walks back into the apartment. Gin lies naked in the bed,

her back to him. He sits down on the bed. Stares at the

curve of her body.

He reaches out and traces the line of her back.

We go to Gin, who we think is still asleep. But her eyes are

open and filled with emotion. The night together has been as

powerful and confusing for her as it was for him.

She rolls over and into Mac's arms. For a moment they hold

each other, no irony, no distance.

MAC:

Did you ever wish--you could trade all

your secrets--straight up, with someone?

Just once?

She doesn't know how to respond, so tries to find some solid

ground by trying to treat her deep feelings with a light

touch.

GIN:

What would that make us, in love or

something?

And then it's his turn to retreat.

MAC:

Or something.

For a moment their eyes meet, but the emotions have gotten

ahead of the words. There's an emotional nakedness that needs

a fig leaf. And when the words come they seem simple and

honest and without guile.

GIN:

We broke the rules, didn't we?

MAC:

Yes we did.

(beat)

Time for business, I think.

GIN:

I think so, too.

She wraps the sheet around herself.

INT. GIN'S APARTMENT - KUALA LUMPUR - LATER THAT MORNING

Coffee cups half drunk. The remains of breakfast. Gin has a

large map of the world up on the wall.

GIN:

Here. The Headquarters of the World Bank

in Washington, D.C. From the World Bank--

She draws lines with a pen.

GIN:

(continuing)

Hackproof, firewalled, dedicated lines to

computers in its branch offices around

the world. Sydney, Tokyo, Geneva, London

and--Kuala Lumpur. The only access is in

the control room in Washington or in the

totally secure computer in the branch

office.

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