The Bourne Identity Page #20

RAWLINS smiles. Reset. Sales mode.

RAWLINS:

Let me get you a new copy of the

proposal.

BOURNE:

That'd be great.

INT. A CAFÉ NEAR LA DEFENSE -- DAY

BOURNE entering. And there's MARIE in the back working a

payphone -- waving for him to sit -- she's onto something.

BOURNE sits. Pulls out the Alliance Security Brochures and

literature. Flipping through it. Boats. Water. He's

getting closer. Pictures of yachts and various security

blurbs and a list of references for huge yachts -- jobs

they've done in the past...

MARIE:

I found it.

(standing there)

It took six calls.

(she's creeped out)

I found Kane. I found the body.

BOURNE:

Let's go --

(already standing--)

We got to get away from this phone.

INT. PARIS MORGUE FRONT DESK -- NIGHT

THE TWO MORGUE ATTENDANTS watching BOURNE put down a hundred

dollar bill. MARIE standing a little off -- she will not be

comfortable in the morgue.

ATTENDANT #1

(picking up the cash)

(What was the name again?)

BOURNE:

Kane. John Michael Kane.

ATTENDANT #2

(It's number 121.)

BOURNE:

(I want to see the body.)

ATTENDANT #1

(Our boss could come back. We're

not supposed to.)

BOURNE pulling out another hundred and --

MORGUE FREEZER ROOM

It's showtime. MARIE back by the door. BOURNE right on it.

ATTENDANT #1 pulling open the freezer and...

BOURNE sags. ATTENDANT #1 looking baffled.

MARIE:

What?

INSERT -- FREEZER #121 -- it's empty.

MORGUE BOSS (OS)

(from behind them--)

(What the hell's going on here?)

Here comes the boss back from his break -- a little drunk?

ATTENDANT #1

(This guy, he came to see the

American, but the body, it's missing.)

MORGUE BOSS:

(They came last night. His brother.)

ATTENDANT #2

(It's not in the book.)

MORGUE BOSS:

(Who are these people?)

(now English to Bourne)

Who are you? What's going on here?

BOURNE:

Where did this body go?

MORGUE BOSS:

I said, someone came last night --

(big attitude now)

Look, this isn't a carnival --

people call and they make an

appointment and they follow the

rules -- everyone signs in and

out -- this is a serious place --

serious work -- it's not just to

come in whenever you like --

BOURNE:

(like a shot)

Sh*t, we didn't sign in.

MORGUE BOSS:

So get the hell out of here.

BOURNE:

Fine. But I'd like to sign in. In

fact, I insist on it. Where's the

book? I gotta sign in --

(off and running

now--)

Everybody following -- all of them confused -- and into --

FRONT DESK AREA:

BOURNE there first -- all forward motion here -- balls out --

BOURNE:

Is this it? --

(the book)

-- this is it, right? --

MORGUE BOSS:

-- slow down -- you can't just take

the book like that --

BOURNE:

-- don't sweat it, I have a pen --

no problem -- just let me find the

page --

(then quick to Marie)

-- honey, why don't you wait for me

outside, okay? --

MARIE trying to take the hint, but she's curious what he's

doing --

MORGUE BOSS:

-- we have rules here, this is a

very serious place -- I'm the one

who decides who gets in here, okay? --

BOURNE:

-- what do I? -- I put the name of

the person I came to see? --

MORGUE BOSS:

-- this is serious business down

here and we cannot have people

coming and going --

BOURNE:

-- here we go -- I found it --

But he's not writing -- he's ripping -- tearing the page out

of the book --

MORGUE BOSS:

(-- what are you? -- what are you

doing? -- you crazy f*** -- you

ripped the book! -- you stupid

fucki--)

(no chance to finish

this, because--)

BOURNE just slammed him against the wall. Hard. Like a

tractor hit him. And fast.

And that shuts up the room.

THE TWO ATTENDANTS rushing to help their boss --

BOURNE grabbing MARIE and pulling her out the door --

EXT. PARIS STREET -- NIGHT

Moments after the morgue. BOURNE striding away. MARIE

struggling to keep up. And BOURNE is different now --

zoning in -- he's close -- he's hardening --

MARIE:

What are you doing? --

(he's scaring her)

-- Jason -- stop -- talk to me...

BOURNE ignoring her -- ripping through the Alliance Security

brochures -- scanning them as he walks --

MARIE:

-- I don't know what you're doing

and you're scaring me -- what are

you looking for? -- what just

happened in there? --

BOURNE:

Nykwana Wombosi.

(he stops, holding up

the brochure--)

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