The Bourne Identity Page #6

ZORN:

-- yes, sir, it's confirmed --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE -- VISA ROOM -- DAY

BOURNE on line. Fear meter rising by the minute.

BOURNE'S POV

Scanning the room -- the perimeter -- the people -- A

TURKISH MAN almost in tears as he tries to explain his case

to a DESK CLERK -- TWO AMERICAN BACKPACKERS that have lost

their passports -- MARIE still in the midst of her madness --

A SECURITY CAMERA high on the wall capturing everything --

lots of data -- too much going on and --

MAN ON LINE (OS)

(from behind him)

You're up.

BOURNE comes to. Sh*t. It's his turn.

A WOMAN CLERK waving him forward. BOURNE trying to think --

what the f*** is he doing? -- what's he gonna say? -- now

he's at the window, and if he was looking for a friendly

face, he came to the wrong place --

WOMAN CLERK:

(cold sh*t)

You're a U.S. Citizen?

BOURNE:

Yes.

(pause)

I mean, I think so. Yes. Yes...

WOMAN CLERK:

Well, either you are, or you aren't.

BOURNE:

Right.

WOMAN CLERK:

You have your passport?

BOURNE:

I have a passport. I've got...

(the bag there, but...)

Actually, it's a little complicated.

WOMAN CLERK:

Do you have your passport, sir?

BOURNE:

Look, maybe I should just...

WOMAN CLERK:

Sir, you waited on line.

BOURNE:

Yeah, I know...

But he's already bailing, walking away from the woman, the

window, the room -- he's out of here --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE LOBBY -- DAY

BOURNE on the move -- hustling back toward the lobby --

trying to snag a view out to the street -- there's a window

just ahead and --

BOURNE'S WINDOW POV -- ZURICH COPS -- outside -- on the

street -- half-a-dozen of them lingering around the entry

gate and --

BOURNE stalled for a moment -- options dwindling -- he can't

go back to the passport office -- he can't go out the front

and --

The lobby looks tough -- there are two other points of entry

into the main building, but they're both guarded by MARINES

and METAL DETECTORS --

As he gets closer -- it gets worse --

A ZURICH POLICE INSPECTOR near the door, in deep conversation

with TWO MARINES and THE EMBASSY SECURITY OFFICER and --

BOURNE trying to burrow through the human traffic -- trying

to get to THE LARGER OF THE TWO ENTRY GATES -- this one the

farthest from the front door and the passport office

corridor, and it's the most crowded -- A COUPLE PEOPLE lined

up here -- waiting for one of THE THREE MARINES STAFFING

THIS POST to check their bags and pass them through a metal

detector and --

SECURITY CHIEF (OS)

-- stop! -- stop right there! --

BOURNE turns back -- as does everyone else in the lobby --

SECURITY CHIEF:

(from across the lobby)

-- YOU -- red bag -- the red bag --

stop right there! -- hands up! --

BOURNE glancing back -- ONE OF THE GATE MARINES BEHIND

HIM -- the guy's raising his M-16 --

GUN MARINE:

-- you heard him -- let's move

it! -- down -- let's go! --

BOURNE nodding -- total compliance -- starting to drop --

but only starting, because now --

He's swinging the backpack and --

THE GUN MARINE -- nailed -- blind-sided -- no chance and --

BOURNE -- all motion -- all forward -- all perfect --

vaulting the metal detector even as he pulls ONE OF THE

PEOPLE ON LINE around to shield his back and --

ANOTHER GATE MARINE -- right there -- trying to grab him --

making his move -- BOURNE -- almost an afterthought -- his

boot -- like a knife -- out of nowhere -- SNAP! -- the guy's

arm just shattered and --

THE SECURITY CHIEF -- freaking out -- TWO MARINES WITH

HIM -- they're raising their weapons and there's people in

the lobby and --

SECURITY CHIEF:

-- no -- no -- hold your fire! --

BOURNE -- landing hard on THE GUN MARINE -- rolling away

from the gate -- into the building now -- coming up with the

backpack and --

SOMEONE SCREAMING

-- he's got a gun! -- he's got a

gun! --

And he does -- BOURNE with the M-16! -- coming up with it --

coming up on the move -- swinging it around as he searches

for an escape route and THE GUN -- it's like a magic wand of

hysteria --

PEOPLE IN THE LOBBY -- SCREAMING -- diving away -- everyone

dropping for cover and --

BOURNE -- bailing -- on the run -- sprinting down a

hallway -- tossing away the M-16 as he sprints into the

building --

THE SECURITY CHIEF

(frantic on his radio

now--)

-- red! -- red! -- red! -- code

red! -- South side entrance! --

male -- five-ten, brown hair -- black

jacket -- red bag --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE OFFICE HALLWAY -- DAY

Quiet for a second -- offices on either side of a carpeted

hallway -- BUREAUCRAT-TYPES doing their thing, when suddenly --

BUREAUCRAT #1

Excuse me? Can I help you?

(but backing up as he

says it, because--)

Here comes BOURNE -- coming fast -- and he definitely does

not belong back here --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE LOBBY/SECURITY GATE -- DAY

Panic -- people fleeing the lobby -- MORE MARINES hustling

in from outside and --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE FIRE STAIRWELL -- DAY

Door flies open -- BOURNE bombing in -- sh*t! -- it's a dead

end -- no way out but up the stairs --

INT. U.S. CONSULATE GROUND FLOOR CORRIDOR -- DAY

SECURITY CHIEF -- THREE MARINES -- sidearms drawn -- jogging

past the INNER OFFICES -- running beside them, a frantic guy

in a suit --

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