Mission: Impossible II Page #8

ETHAN:

She's got no training for this kind of

thing.

SWANBECK:

Go to bed with a man and lie to him?

She's a woman. She's got all the training

she needs.

Ethan's anger flashes but does his best to contain it.

ETHAN:

I don't think I can get her to do it.

SWANBECK:

You mean it'll be difficult.

ETHAN:

Very.

SWANBECK:

Well it's not mission difficult, Hunt.

It's mission impossible. Difficult should

be a walk in the park for you. If you can

think of a quicker way to get to Ambrose,

you're welcome to try. Oh, by the way, you

might want to take a look at these..if you

have any further qualms about getting her

to do the job.

He pulls out a little Minolta digital camera (identical to the

one in Nekhorvich's bag at airport security). Swanbeck sets it on

the table. Ethan picks it up the tiny camera and puts it to his eye.

EXT - BAR (NIGHT)

A grim Ethan, starring fixedly ahead of him emerges to an ever

more lively crowd. as he does:

STREET VENDOR:

Senor, senor! Your flowers.

The vendor holds up the spring bouquet. Ethan seems genuinely

surprised by them.

ETHAN:

Yes. They're very nice..

And he's lost in the crowd, leaving a very puzzled vendor holding

the bouquet.

STILL OF CRASH SITE IN ROCKIES (THRU MINOLTA STILL CAMERA)

One after the other flashing by. They are more evocative than

specific in their suggestion of an abrupt, fiery, ending, where

the lives of hundred are literally and figuratively torn apart

and strewn over a desolate landscape.

NYAH:

carefully places the little Minolta on a glass-topped coffee

table. She's beautifully pulled together, the safehouse has the

lights low, flamenco music playing, and when she walks out onto

the balcony Ethan sees the candlelit table and a bottle of

champagne chilling. There's a light breeze the fire from the

burning effigies throwing smoke and flame all over the city.

NYAH:

What's the population of Seville any

idea?

ETHAN:

Five, six-hundred thousand.

NYAH:

There's nearly 2 million in London.

ETHAN:

And six billion in the world.

NYAH:

That's lot of people out there..how many

of them, I wonder, are capable of

something like that?

ETHAN:

Sean Ambrose, for one.

A long shocked moment. Nyah laughs.

NYAH:

Right...

INT - SAFEHOUSE (EVE - LATER)

The pounding beat of the flamenco music seems to fill the room

Nyah's back to Ethan:

NYAH:

(grimly amused)

Not that it matter much but..I seem to

recall you staying something like, 'I was

hoping we could work together.'

ETHAN:

This wasn't what I had in mind, Nyah.

NYAH:

But it is what you'd like me to do.

so tell me to do it..

She approaches Ethan. They're inches apart.

NYAH (cont'd)

Come on, out with it. Tell me to go and

insinuate myself back into Sean's life.

ETHAN:

Go and insinuate yourself back into Sean's

life.

NYAH:

I'd like a little more conviction..

ETHAN:

So would I. But it's not mine to give.

NYAH:

(archness there)

You've either got it or you don't. Let

your conscience be your guide?

ETHAN:

Something like that.

With a smile and a wink.

NYAH:

But I don't have a conscience. I'm a

bloody thief.

ETHAN:

You can be a thief and have a conscience.

NYAH:

No. You can be a thief and have a

conscience:
Not me. Why did you have to

tell me about this!

(pouring herself a drink)

What do I have to do to get away from this

guy? When you're with him, he messes

about with your head every waking

moment..even now I'll be at some out-of-

the-way-place, a tin of caviar and a

bottle of Crystal shows up at the table,

with two glass, God knows how he finds

out at any given moment where I am in the

world but he does. And it looks like he's

done it again. You know his definition of

a true paranoid?

ETHAN:

I don't.

NYAH:

Someone in possession of all the facts.

(she turns away, pauses)

Are you telling me I have to do this?

ETHAN:

Generally, I don't favor coercing someone.

Not when there's a chance my life could

end up in their hands.

NYAH:

And that's the only reason?

ETHAN:

Can you think of a better one?

NYAH:

Not me. I was just hoping you might..or

that..somehow in the course of business

this got personal as well as physical.

ETHAN:

Look, would it make you feel better if I

didn't want you to do this?

NYAH:

Much.

ETHAN:

Then feel better!..

Long moment while she looks at him.

ETHAN (cont'd)

Well. That made all the difference in the

world, didn't it?

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