Mission: Impossible II Page #13

She smiles, a little shakily. Ambrose leaves.

A VOICE:

Naturally Vain..

It's Billy passing behind her.

NYAH:

Pardon me?

BILLY:

'Naturally Vain.' In the fourth.

Check her out. She's due.

Billy hands her a chest sheet and moves on. She opens it to the

fourth race. Taped onto 'Naturally Vain' is a small plastic

piece with the note. she regards the note, places the plastic

piece in her ear.

ETHAN'S VOICE

You can speak as if I'm right by your

side.

NYAH:

(picking up binoculars)

Where are you?

ETHAN'S VOICE

At the mounting enclosure, just off the

tracks at two o'clock.

THRU BINOCULARS - NYAH'S POV - MOVING

thru the crowd onto the track over to the pre-post paddock where

an animated gaggle of owners, heavy batters and investerace touts

surround it. Only Ethan is stock still - and looking up at Nyah.

CLOSE - NYAH

a swift intake of breath as she see him.

ETHAN:

How's it going? Everything okay?

NYAH:

Just like old times.

ETHAN:

Just like old times?

NYAH:

Just about..

She appears to be the picture of unruffled sang-froid.

ETHAN:

Tell me who you've run into at Ambrose's.

ETHAN'S POV (THRU GLASSES)

moving from Nyah to the champagne bar just behind where Ambrose

is seen greeting someone in the crowd and they sit at a corner

table in front of the window overlooking the track.

NYAH:

(a breath, then:
)

Near as I can tell, there's at least a

half-dozen other blokes about the place.

Maybe more. Hugh Stamp, an old mate of

Sean's, is the only one I recognize, bit

of a creep and then some..

POV ETHAN:

Stamp, stands a pillar, his finger bandages, looking

glum and looking down at Nyah.

ETHAN:

We know him. He's over your left

shoulder, looking right at you as you go on..

NYAH:

- Michael, his driver's an Aussie, new to

me. Then there's the blokes in the

annex at the back of the house.

ETHAN:

Have you met them?

NYAH:

Annex is strictly off limits to me and

they never come to the main house,

Michael even takes their meals to them

all but shoves them under the door.

ETHAN:

(looking into Champagne Bar)

I've no doubt.

ETHAN'S POV MONOCULAR VIDEO RANGE FINDER

of Ambrose sitting with someone whose face is obscured from his

angle by bar patrons.

BILLY:

is also looking.

POV RANGE FINDER BILLY

and from his point of view it can be seen that Ambrose is talking

with John McCloy, the head Biocyte. Ambrose takes an envelope

out of his inner left jacket pocket and from it pulls out a small

plastic container marked 'S.G.' (Identical to the object first

seen in Nekhorvich's satchel at airport security.) He opens it

and removes a small shiny object about the size of a quarter. He

turns to the window and gestures. Stamp enters the bar.

BILLY:

Ambrose is meeting some bloke in the bar.

Big bloke, ginger hair. They're into

something.

ETHAN'S POV

ETHAN:

I'll be damned. It's McCloy, the Biocyte

CEO.

LUTHER:

Nekhorvich's boss?

ETHAN:

Yep.

NYAH:

Ambrose has photographs of newspapers with

loads of money piled on them -- thirty-

seven million on the London Times. What's

that about?

ETHAN:

Bids from possible Chimera buyers -- to

prove that as of the date on the newspaper

those bids are back up by earnest money --

INT - VAN - LUTHER

is monitoring both cameras. All see Ambrose give the little

wafer-like object to Stamp who places it in a small camera, hands

it back to Ambrose and exits, waiting just outside the glass

door. Ambrose hands the camera to McCloy who looks puzzled.

LUTHER:

Looks like Ambrose is showing McCloy how

to use a digital camera..

McCloy puts it to his eye, fumbles, then with Ambrose's

direction:

ETHAN:

Whatever McCloy's looking at, he's not

happy about.

McCloy puts the camera down. The two men have words. McCloy

shakily leave the table. Ambrose opens the camera.

LUTHER:

Ambrose just pulled the memory card out of

the digital camera and put it into an

envelope, put it in his inner left jacket

pocket...

ETHAN:

Left jacket pocket?

LUTHER:

Roger that.

ETHAN:

Confirm. Left jacket pocket.

LUTHER:

Left jacket pocket confirmed.

ETHAN BY THE MOUNTING ENCLOSURE

ETHAN:

Nyah, Ambrose is heading back. There's an

enveloped inside --

NYAH:

-- his left jacket pocket.

ETHAN:

Affirmative.

AMBROSE:

passes by Stamp on his way back, hands him the camera.

NYAH:

(after a brief pause)

Where do I meet you?

ETHAN:

Betting table twelve off the paddock.

Nyah, are you up to this?

NYAH:

I'll muddle through.

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