Our Girl Page #2

GEORGIE:

Yeah well I am fine.

JAMES:

I rest my case.

GEORGIE:

What does that mean?

JAMES:

It means... don't go giving it all 'I'm fine' please tell them

everything.

GEORGIE:

You might end up with the psychiatrist in tears.

JAMES:

So be it.

James looks up and sees Elvis looking in through the door.

JAMES (CONT'D)

You want to talk to him?

GEORGIE:

No. Why him boss?

JAMES:

It wasn't my call, Lane.

GEORGIE:

Can you imagine how I felt?

JAMES:

Our first priority was to get you back safely.

GEORGIE:

Well the second priority, is to tell him to go. Seriously!

James nods and heads outside to tell Elvis to leave. We are left alone with Georgie. She shuts

her eyes. Overwhelmed.

James returns.

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

Did Abu escape? The British guy?

He nods, full of admiration for her.

IN:
10:05:47 EXT/INT. HOTEL/RECEPTION/BEACHSIDE. MOMBASA. DAY

The hotel sits thirty or so feet above the beach with the sea beyond.

Armoured military cars sweep into the forecourt of the hotel. We see 2 section and the paras

have gathered in the reception of the hotel and as Georgie alights from one of the vehicles and

enters they break into a cheer and a round of applause. This is the first time they've seen her

since her ordeal.

Georgie smiles before being whisked away by military intelligence to an annex of the hotel.

James escorting her.

JAMES:

(stepping in)

Lads.

They look at him briefly.

Music ‘3OG1’ out: 10:06:28

JAMES (CONT'D)

(firmly)

Come on.

They all get the message and hurry on.

BRAINS:

Missed you…

MONK:

Stop making it weird man…

IN:
10:06:37 EXT. HOTEL. DAY

James gestures the view and the sea.

JAMES:

Not too shabby, eh Lane.

They see some of the paras walking along the beach/lounging around. Still in kit albeit relaxed.

Georgie looks around at the various Kenyan security positioned every few yards along the

perimeter and also down on the beach. They appear to be surrounded by a Kenyan ring of steel.

JAMES (CONT'D)

It's a completely safe zone.

GEORGIE:

We expecting trouble?

JAMES:

Stay alert, stay alive. It's not just Al Shabaab

sympathisers... Pirates work this coast too.

GEORGIE:

Yeah right.

JAMES:

Not... eye patch pirates, Lane. They're just called

pirates. Basically making their living robbing ships on the

high seas. But some rob, kidnap and kill tourists too.

GEORGIE:

Everyone has to make a living, I guess Boss.

James gives her a look. Georgie looks out to sea.

Music ‘3OG2’ in: 10:07:01

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

There's always a price to pay for paradise.

James smiles.

IN:
10:07:12 EXT. HOTEL. DAY

James and Georgie walk into the bar reception, where two section are chilling, in casual uniform

but all still 'on duty'.

They see Georgie and cheer. She smiles and heads over, as they all leap up to greet her.

FINGERS:

Well look who it is…

JAMES:

After you.

GEORGIE:

Thank you.

FINGERS:

Come on then. Where have you been, hiding? You little

skiver!

MONK:

What d'you do, Lane... whine at the Al Shabaab like a

scouser till they let you go?

Music ‘3OG2’ out: 10:07:46

BRAINS:

She isn't a scouser, Monk.

GEORGIE:

I'm a Manc, Monk.

MONK:

Same difference. If you’re not on the tube you're all

northern to me.

DANGLES:

Monk could have been singing like a canary at the first

thumb screw.

MONK:

I did actually water board my mate with lager.

GEORGIE:

So your lager boarded him then.

BRAINS:

Brilliant to have you back.

GEORGIE:

Ah Thanks for that.

Brains gives her a hug, clearly enamored of her.

MONK:

Stiffy klaxon!

GEORGIE:

Aww Kingy… Hi.

KING:

(heading over)

Welcome back to the fold, Lance Corporal.

GEORGIE:

Oww… Thank you!

FINGERS:

(to James)

Come on then Boss, what do you say can we start

drinking or what?

JAMES:

No, still on duty. R and R doesn't begin until Lane

finishes her debriefing. Then we R and R together.

MONK:

One in all in, yeah.

Throws the ball at James, who returns it with meaning.

JAMES:

That's correct Monk!

FINGERS:

(to James)

Easy…

IN:
10:08:17 INT. HOTEL ANNEX. DAY

Payne, Hare, Wray and James with Georgie. Payne is showing her images of white converts.

Georgie staring at the screen.

She shakes her head.

GEORGIE:

No. No. No.

MAJOR HARE:

Kenyan security forces are monitoring borders...

GEORGIE:

So he's still in Kenya?

CAPTAIN PAYNE:

Almost certainly.

BRIGADIER WRAY:

Lying low in a safe house somewhere, not knowing who

to trust.

MAJOR HARE:

Well he'll be aware that we have covert agents

embedded in Al Shabaab cells...

GEORGIE:

We know where he is? Or where he might be? How

many white converts have we got floating around...

MAJOR HARE:

We are aware of how urgent the current situation is...

Georgie nods, clearly anxious.

CAPTAIN PAYNE:

You hold the most significant of all intel. You can identify

the entire cell. Not just Abu but his superiors in their

chain of command.

Georgie nods knowing how key her evidence is. James looks at her and nods reassuringly.

GEORGIE:

I didn't have much time in their ops room... But enough

time to see detailed plans of this shopping mall... after

what happened in Nairobi at the Westgate Mall...

She senses them all studying her, clearly anxious as to the accuracy of her memory. Or whether

she is still in a state of trauma.

MAJOR HARE:

Well that's why you need to be as precise as you can be,

so we can identify the target.

She studies another potential Abu and shakes her head.

GEORGIE:

I saw photo's of a erm, a, a bird I think... Poppies..

CAPTAIN PAYNE:

Y, you think a bird?

GEORGIE:

Yes Sir. A statue. But I'm not a hundred percent sure! I

saw erm, Google images... aerial photographs printed

from an internet type of thing.

They look at her briefly before carrying on studying the faces. Shaking her head each time. She

flashes a look to James

BRIGADIER WRAY:

You'd definitely recognise him?

Georgie nods. More images.

MAJOR HARE:

Intelligence suggesting he's from London.

GEORGIE:

Yes sir. It's London.

MAJOR HARE:

All video surveillance, from Kenya and across the Somali

border is being scrutinised for white insurgents.

BRIGADIER WRAY:

He will be found. It's just a matter of time.

GEORGIE:

Exactly. Time. We need to get him before he gets us.

James nods at another face. Georgie gives a little shake of the head.

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

I'd recognise him, sir. Without a doubt. Never forget

those eyes.

A face comes on the screen. Georgie stands to get a closer look. The others all look at Georgie. It

looks like Abu but western, clean shaven, about 18, his 'leavers' photo from school. Quite quite

different.

Music ‘3OG3’ in: 10:10:03

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

Stop

JAMES:

Is it him?

GEORGIE:

Obviously he looked... different... he, he had a beard.

MAJOR HARE:

Are you sure?

GEORGIE:

Yeah. Yeah it's him, sir.

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