Sound of Metal Page #12

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SATOR:

Turn over.

KAT:

Touch me, I scream so loud he

hears.

SATOR:

You think I’d let him interfere?

KAT:

If he tried you’d have to kill him.

End of deal. So leave me the f***

alone.

A KNOCK at the door.

SATOR:

NOT NOW!

But he hears a RUMBLING... Sator, without a word, exits –

EXT. SATOR’S YACHT, AMALFI COAST – NIGHT

Sator GRABS binoculars from one of his men, peering out –

A helicopter EMERGES from the darkness, THUNDERING IN...

INT. GUEST STATEROOM, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist listens to the incoming chopper – pulls on ablack Windbreaker – quietly opens his door...

INT. PASSAGE, BELOW DECKS, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist makes his way, looking for an exit...

EXT. SATOR’S YACHT, AMALFI COAST – CONTINUOUS

The chopper descends to the landing pad – rotors turning asSator signals his men to head in...

EXT. SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist is on a roof overlooking the helipad...

He watches Sator’s men remove a LARGE, GRUBBY CAPSULE and

take it below as the chopper LIFTS OFF...

68.

INT. STORAGE AREA, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist makes his way through the storage area.

Peering through a window, he sees –

INT. ENGINE ROOM, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

Crew gathered around the capsule. Sator enters, wipes dirtfrom the latches and opens it. Sator puts his hand over theopen capsule, letting small, flat GOLD BARS leap from thecapsule into his hand... he looks up, expectantly...

The Crew SHOVES a CREW MEMBER forwards, onto his knees...

eyes downcast, he reaches behind – pulls a gold bar from hisrear pocket. He offers it to Sator with TREMBLING hands.

Sator takes it, eyes never leaving the Crew Member... whofinally, tentatively looks up –

BAM! Sator JABS him in the mouth with the gold bar, then

SMASHES him over the head –

INT. STORAGE AREA, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist is REPULSED by what he sees...

INT. ENGINE ROOM, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

Sator steps back, breathless, from the Small Crew Member, wholies motionless on the ground.

As Sator raises his wrist to check his fitness tracker, BLOOD

drips from the gold bar in his hand.

SATOR:

Ninety-eight. Not bad for suchexertion.

EXT. STORAGE AREA, SATOR’S YACHT – CONTINUOUS

The Protagonist SENSES, TURNS – CRACK! Volkov smashes his jaw

– KICKS him in the ribs – pistol-whips him...

INT. ENGINE ROOM, SATOR’S YACHT – MOMENTS LATER

The Protagonist, bleeding, is SHOVED into the room –

VOLKOV:

He was at the window.

Sator looks at the Protagonist, who nods at the capsule –

69.

PROTAGONIST:

I was curious.

SATOR:

My property shouldn’t concern you.

Who are you? How do you come by

your information about the opera?

PROTAGONIST:

Do I work for intelligenceservices? Several, just like you.

You wouldn’t do business with

someone who wasn’t savvy enough tobe recruited. Hell, the CIA

provides two-thirds of the marketfor fissile material.

SATOR:

They’re usually buying, notselling. But we do live in atwilight world...

PROTAGONIST:

Is that Whitman? It’s pretty.

SATOR:

Next warning’s a bullet in yourbrain.

PROTAGONIST:

No balls in my throat?

SATOR:

There’ll be no time for such thingsin Tallinn.

Sator gestures to his men – they lift the capsule. TheProtagonist spots DRIED MUD from the latches on the table...

SATOR (CONT'D)

Make your way there. I want Volkovon the team.

The Protagonist struggles to his feet.

PROTAGONIST:

No. I spring the materials, you payme off. Your wife does the

exchange.

SATOR:

I never involve her in my business.

PROTAGONIST:

That’s why I trust her.

70.

SATOR:

(to Volkov)

Put him ashore.

PROTAGONIST:

How do I contact you?

SATOR:

You don’t.

PROTAGONIST:

How do you advance me funds?

Sator TOSSES the Protagonist the BLOODY GOLD BAR – theProtagonist FUMBLES it onto the table. Volkov SNEERS –

SATOR:

Handle the plutonium better thanthat.

The Protagonist, looking Volkov in the eye, picks up the goldbar, scooping DRIED MUD into his hand, unseen.

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREETS, TALLINN – DAY

The Protagonist walks the crowded streets with Neil.

PROTAGONIST:

What did you find on the gold?

NEIL:

Three hundred thousand at today’sprice, no franks, mould marks.

Nothing. Like it came from outer

space.

PROTAGONIST:

Or the future.

NEIL:

How?

PROTAGONIST:

Dead drops. He buries his timecapsule, transmits the location,

then digs it up to collect whateverinverted material they’ve sent.

NEIL:

Instantaneous. Where’s he bury it?

PROTAGONIST:

Someplace that won’t be disturbedfor centuries. What did the soil

sample show?

71.

NEIL:

Northern Europe or Asia,

radioactive. Dried blood was

European.

PROTAGONIST:

Pretty broad.

NEIL:

This is the start of the run.

The Protagonist looks back where they came. Then up ahead.

PROTAGONIST:

When does the material arrive?

NEIL:

Thursday. When does Sator arrive?

PROTAGONIST:

I don’t know. But he’ll be here.

NEIL:

Cargo’s in a reinforced truck.

Nuclear police front and back –

SUVs with serious armour – youcan’t break in through the windows.

PROTAGONIST:

And they can’t break out.

NEIL:

I don’t follow.

PROTAGONIST:

You will. So, light convoy throughdowntown, what’s the thinking?

NEIL:

A crowded, unpredictable trafficpattern makes planning an ambushalmost impossible.

The Protagonist looks around at the congestion.

PROTAGONIST:

They have a point. Is the convoymonitored from the air?

NEIL:

No, tracked by GPS – a wrong turnor an unscheduled stop, in comesthe cavalry.

Neil and the Protagonist hop a tram. The Protagonist studiesthe journey along the multi-lane road out of town.

72.

PROTAGONIST:

We need big guns, guns that makethe point without being fired. Weneed a fast car that doesn’t look

fast and four heavy vehicles, alldifferent – bus, coach, eighteen-

wheeler...

Neil nods.

PROTAGONIST (CONT'D)

One of them has to be a fire truck.

Neil looks up, interested.

PROTAGONIST (CONT'D)

Most of all, we need to set this upwith nothing in the record –

nothing electronic, nothing paper –

I don’t want Sator ambushing us thesecond we spring the material. Hisignorance is our only protection.

INT./EXT. MERCEDES ON TALLINN STREETS – DAY

Kat sits beside Sator in the back, staring out the window.

SATOR:

Everything salvaged from Oslo’sbeen shipped here.

KAT:

Why am I here?

SATOR:

I don’t trust anyone else to assessthe pieces.

EXT. FREEPORT, DOCKSIDE AREA, EDGE OF TALLINN – DAY

The MERCEDES pulls into the Tallinn Freeport. SeveralBODYGUARDS emerge, Sator heads inside. Kat follows, lookingthrough a metal fence – an AUDI sits there, idling. Itsdriver is wearing an OXYGEN MASK...

INT. STORAGE FACILITY, TALLINN FREEPORT – MOMENTS LATER

Kat enters. Sator is at a table covered in WEAPONS.

SATOR:

See, Kat? Some of my favourites...

He picks up a MACHINE GUN.

73.

SATOR (CONT'D)

Singed but salvageable, wouldn’tyou say?

She stares at the weaponry as if she’s never seen anythinglike it before...

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