The Bourne Supremacy Page #11

PAMELA/TAPE

"Jason Bourne is armed and extremely

dangerous..."

BOURNE'S FACE -- eyes -- tight -- looking weird --

PAMELA/TAPE

"...a week ago he assassinated two

men in Berlin, one a highly..."

SUDDENLY:

FLASHBACK! -- a shard -- pieces -- lightning flash of images

GETTING IN THE BACK SEAT OF THE CAR -- rolling BRANDENBURG

BERLIN -- A MIRROR -- THE TELEVISION TOWER --

THE DRIVER looks back. We see him. (We'll know him later as

Jarda.) Then -- A STEEL CASE on the backseat. Inside a

SYRINGE, A DARK VIAL, PISTOL. As we lay hands on them --

BACK TO:

BOURNE out of it -- jolted! -- almost losing control of the

car for a second -- jerking back into his lane, -- recognition --

toughing it out -- Steady as she goes --

Catching his rhythm again. Accelerating and ---

EXT. BAKERY -- PORTOBELLO ROAD -- DAY

A BAKERY on the corner. NICKY emerging. Nicky from the old

days. Suddenly, she stops --

ABBOTT stands there beside a parked car. The passenger door

open. Message clear. Get the f*** in.

INT. US AIR FORCE BASE, ENGLAND -- DAY

Inside a hanger. Inside an office. ABBOTT watching as CRONIN

questions NICKY. PAMELA sits on a window sill.

CRONIN:

So your cover at the time was what?

NICKY:

That I was an American student in

Paris.

CRONIN:

What exactly did your job with

Treadstone in Paris consist of?

Nicky looks to Abbott. He nods that it's okay to answer.

Pamela bristles at the check-off.

NICKY:

I had two responsibilities. One was

to coordinate logistical operations.

The other was to monitor the health

of the agents, to make sure they

were up to date with their

medications.

CRONIN:

Health, meaning what?

NICKY:

Their mental health. Because of what

they'd been through. They were prone

to a variety of problems.

PAMELA:

(losing patience)

What kind of problems?

NICKY:

Depression. Anger. Compulsive

behaviors. They had physical symptoms --

headaches -- sensitivity to light --

PAMELA:

Amnesia?

NICKY:

Before this? Before Bourne? No.

NICKY gets agitated. ABBOTT steps in, fatherly, good cop.

ABBOTT:

Were you familiar with the training

program?

NICKY:

The details? No. I mean, I was told

it was voluntary. I don't know if

that's true or not, but that's what

I was told.

(a bit defensive)

Look, they took vulnerable subjects,

okay? You mix that with the right

pharmacology and some serious behavior

modification, and, I don't know, I

mean, I guess anything's possible.

ZORN arrives from outside.

ZORN:

The jet's ready.

(points to Nicky)

There's a car for you.

Everybody moving. NICKY relieved. She's off the hook. She

thinks. She becomes aware of PAMELA considering her.

NICKY:

Good luck.

PAMELA:

You were his local contact. You were

with him the night Conklin died.

You're coming with us.

EXT. PRIVATE JET -- DUSK

Streaks across the sky.

INT. PRIVATE JET -- NIGHT

Quiet in the cabin. ABBOTT gets up to use the bathroom. PAMELA

sits across from NICKY who stares out the window. As the

bathroom door clicks shut, PAMELA seizes the privacy.

PAMELA:

I'm curious about Bourne. Your

interpretation of his condition. You

have specific training in the

identification and diagnosis of

psychological conditions?

NICKY:

Am I a doctor, no, but...

PAMELA:

Are you an expert in amnesia?

NICKY:

Look, what do you want me to say? I

was there. I believed him.

PAMELA:

Believed what?

NICKY:

I believed Jason Bourne had suffered

a severe traumatic breakdown.

PAMELA:

So he fooled you.

NICKY:

(frustration building)

If you say so.

PAMELA:

(leans in; still low)

Not good enough. You're the person

who floated this amnesia story.

(shifts gears)

Ever feel sorry for him? For what

he'd been through?

NICKY:

You're making it out like we're

friends here or something. I met him

alone twice.

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