Our Girl Page #3

GEORGIE:

It was a CFT, thicko. Wasn't meant to be fast.

ELVIS:

Thought you might like to k now, that we've raided Abu's

safe house. I mean he'd long gone but found a big haul

of explosive materials forensics are going over it all now.

And tell your sister to update her privacy controls on

Facebook will you.

GEORGIE:

You been stalking her, you weirdo?

ELVIS:

Not me, no.

GEORGIE:

Why who is?

Elvis stares at her.

Music ‘5OG04’ in: 10:09:47

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

(suddenly horrified)

Abu?

Elvis shakes his head.

ELVIS:

He'd printed off pictures of you and stuck them to his

wall.

Georgie looks horrified as she tries to compute this.

GEORGIE:

Do you think he know about the wedding?

ELVIS:

We're not discarding any possibility.

GEORGIE:

Wh, Is it safe to go ahead, what?

ELVIS:

We just need to be certain that you're safe.

GEORGIE:

How can we be certain!? If we don't know what the hell

he's planning.

ELVIS:

That's why we need to figure out his target... It could be

anywhere more likely to be somewhere that's important

or significant to him. It is personal now George.

We see Georgie letting this sink in.

ELVIS:

Anyway the mother wants to meet you..

GEORGIE:

Abu's mother?

ELVIS:

Yeah. She wants to ask for your forgiveness. Counter

Terrorism think you might be able to extract some useful

intel.

(half beat)

Might reveal something to you she hasn't been revealing

to us.

Elvis looks into her eyes. She looks at him and half nods.

IN:
10:10:43 EXT/INT. PRESTON BARRACKS. DAY

Georgie and Elvis talking. James is watching them from a window in the corridor. The go their

separate ways. James heads off to his office.

IN:
10:11:07 INT. OFFICE. PRESTON BARRACKS. DAY

Elvis is walking along a corridor. He passes an office.

Music ‘5OG04’ in: 10:10:11:13

JAMES:

A word please mate.

Elvis sees James lent over his a desk and enters the office.

ELVIS:

I haven't got any cash on me, if you're going to try and

tap me up for a fiver.

JAMES:

So why did you get transferred up here then, Elvis?

ELVIS:

Err don't know. Just thought I'd err...

JAMES:

Language 10:
11:27 Stop you there pal. Rhetorical question. I think I bloody

know why, don't I?

Elvis looks at him quizzically.

JAMES (CONT'D)

She's leaving the army and starting a new life. Back off.

ELVIS:

What am I supposed to do...?

JAMES:

I know you Elvis.

ELVIS:

And you love me Charlie.

JAMES:

Indeed. Warts and all. And it's your warts I'm worried

about... and their effect on Georgie. Now leave her

alone. Understood?

ELVIS:

Is that another rhetorical question?

JAMES:

Language 10:
11:54 Yes, now f*** off and let me get on with some real work.

ELVIS:

Yes sir. See you later.

Elvis faux salutes and fucks off.

IN:
10:12:00 INT. THE LANE'S HOUSE. MANCHESTER. DAY

Gary and Faith are around looking at an array of sample table displays with Grace and Max.

Georgie and Cole are cuddle together.

GRACE:

I mean the thing is... the table displays are all very nice.

FAITH:

Something simple for the centre of the table, I always

think.

MAX:

Is there a cost implication?

COLE:

All taken care of.

GEORGIE:

Which ever one you think, guys.

As they study the various options Cole whispers in Georgie's ear.

COLE:

I think you should meet her. I'll come with you if you like.

Moral support.

Music ‘5OG05’ in: 10:12:34

She looks at him, they kiss.

IN:
10:12:40 EXT. LONDON. DAY

Aerial establisher.

IN:
10:12:43 INT. WHITEHALL. DAY

Cole sees James waiting inside. They give each other a non committal nod before Georgie heads

towards him.

IN:
10:12:55 INT. OFFICE. WHITEHALL. DAY

Georgie is being wired up with recording devices. Baxter and James along with CTC officers and

D.I. William are in attendance observing.

JAMES:

Thanks for agreeing to this, Lane.

Georgie nods.

GEORGIE:

Sir.

IN:
10:13:12 EXT/INT. BENCH. PARLIAMENT HILL/WHITEHALL ROOM. DAY

We see Georgie leaving her close security and heading up to the top of the hill.

POV of Georgie and Stella though a camera.

OPS:

Top of the hill, first bench on the left, green jacket.

She sees a lady, Stella, waiting at the top looking across at the view of London. She heads

towards her. Stella turns and looks at her. A moment where neither woman is sure what to do.

STELLA:

Georgie Lane?

GEORGIE:

Yeah.

Music ‘5OG05’ out: 10:13:35

Georgie nods. Stella half goes to proffer her hand to shake but thinks better of it.

STELLA:

How was your journey?

GEORGIE:

Yeah fine. Thank you.

STELLA:

Did you come down from Manchester?

GEORGIE:

Yeah.

STELLA:

Train?

Georgie nods.

An awkward silence as the two women look at each other. Georgie takes her eyes off Stella and

looks at the City beyond. Beat.

STELLA (CONT'D)

They say Guy Fawkes conspirators came up here to

watch Parliament explode.

GEORGIE:

It's a good place to watch London burn.

Stella looks at Georgie quizzically.

STELLA:

Millions of people down there with no idea we're up here

watching them.

Georgie gives a non committal shrug. Silence.

GEORGIE:

Do you know where he is... where he might be?

STELLA:

If you only came for information you're going to be

disappointed.

GEORGIE:

We need to find him...

STELLA:

I don't know where he is! He had a girlfriend... at

university. Saira.

Georgie nods. She'd read the file.

In the room at Whitehall we see the team sitting round a table listening to the conversation.

STELLA:

Her parents took her up to Manchester. She was a

Muslim.

GEORGIE:

You think Saira... got him interested in Islam?

STELLA:

I think he was in love with her... and erm… he wanted to

know everything he could about the religion. For her.

Georgie nods.

STELLA (CONT'D)

(nodding)

Then he started going to the Mosque. But then... it went

way, way beyond. It...

Stella shakes her head.

STELLA (CONT'D)

Sorry.

GEORGIE:

It's okay. Go on.

STELLA:

Then Saira finished with him.

Stella turns and looks at Georgie.

STELLA (CONT'D)

I mean he was heartbroken. Then angry.

(turning and looking at her)

But I tried my best you know.

Georgie half nods.

STELLA (CONT'D)

I don't know who my son is!

Silence.

GEORGIE:

(calmly)

I was hooded, thrown in the backs of vehicles, I was…

beaten kicked... abused. Physically and mentally

tortured.

Stella looks shocked. Georgie clocks this.

Music ‘5OG05a’ in: 10:16:01

GEORGIE (CONT'D)

(less calm)

I had my head held back, by my hair, while they spat at

me. I got told that I was gonna die. Filmed begging for

my life, all for your sons’ pleasure. The more pain and

torment I was in, the closer to heaven your son felt.

STELLA DURY:

So sorry...

Stella tries to reach out and touch Georgie's hand. Georgie recoils it.

GEORGIE:

No it's fine! I don't want you to be nice to me. You

wanted to understand what I, I went through... My friend

died in my, in my arms. I will never get her blood off my

hands...

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