The Bourne Supremacy Page #9

MARSHALL:

(he's heard enough)

No one's disputing that, Ward.

ABBOTT:

For crissake, Marty, you knew Conklin.

Does this scan? I mean, at all?

MARSHALL signals for quiet...

MARSHALL:

Okay, cut to the chase, Pam. What

are you selling?

PAMELA:

I think that Bourne and Conklin were

in business. That Bourne is still

involved. And that whatever

information I was going to buy in

Berlin, it was big enough to make

Bourne come out from wherever he's

been hiding to kill again.

(to Abbott)

How's that scan?

As the MANDARINS all start talking at once --

ZORN enters. Stands at the head of the table. Tries to get

their attention.

ZORN:

Hey...

(they look up)

Look, you're not gonna believe this,

but Jason Bourne's passport just

came on the grid in Naples.

ABBOTT blinks. What?

DELETED:

EXT. FERRY BUILDING CUSTOMS HALL -- NIGHT

NEVINS. American. A junior, C.I.A. Field Officer. Walking

from the parking lot, talking on his cellphone.

NEVINS:

...what can I do? I can't. I'll call

you when I know what I'm into...

(a hassled pause)

I don't know, some guy's name came

up on the computer.

(starting toward the

building)

So start without me, if I can get

there, I will. Later...

NEVINS hangs up and pockets the phone. He hustles towards

the building.

INT. CIA SITUATION ROOM -- DAY

The room is jumping. Agents tracking, working the phones and

computers. PAMELA giving orders. ABBOTT watches.

CRONIN:

(looks up from computer

screen)

Looks like he's been detained.

PAMELA:

Who's going? Us?

CRONIN:

There's only a Consulate, they sent

a field officer out half an hour ago --

PAMELA:

(cuts him off)

Then get a number, they need to know

who they're dealing with.

CRONIN already on it...

INT. FERRY BUILDING HOLDING ROOM -- SUNSET

As NEVINS flashes his credentials to CARABINIERI at door,

who gives an unimpressed shrug and lets him in.

NEVINS takes his overcoat off, tosses it on the empty chair.

We see a big ass .45 for just a second under his suit jacket.

NEVINS:

Alright, Mr. Bourne, is that your

name?

(BOURNE nods)

Name's Nevins. I'm with the US

Consulate. Could I see your passport?

BOURNE, silent, hands over his passport.

NEVINS:

So, Mr. Bourne...

NEVINS studies Bourne's passport...

NEVINS:

What are you doing in Tangiers?

Silence...

NEVINS:

(faux friendly)

Are you travelling alone?

BOURNE stares straight ahead. NEVINS comes around the table

and sits in front of BOURNE.

NEVINS:

(in his face)

Look, I don't know what you've done.

But, you're gonna need to play ball

here.

NEVINS cell starts to ring. He shrugs an apology, turns away

and answers:

NEVINS:

Nevins...

PAMELA/PHONE

This is Pamela Landy, a CI Supervisor

calling from Langley, Virginia. Are

you with a Jason Bourne now?

NEVINS:

(listens; looks at

Bourne)

Yes...

INT. CIA SITUATION ROOM -- DAY

PAMELA on the phone.

PAMELA:

Then use extreme caution. He can be

very unpredictable and violent. Use

whatever means necessary to...

INT. FERRY BUILDING HOLDING ROOM -- SUNSET

Whatever Nevins is being told, it's concerning. BOURNE

watching him. Knows exactly what this is.

CLOSE ON NEVINS as he steps away, listening intently. His

hand just starting to move toward his shoulder holster.

NEVINS:

Okay, I'll call you right back.

NEVINS flips shut his phone. He reaches for his gun, even as

he turns, and --

BOURNE is right there in his face. WHUMP! Momentum and gravity

reaching mutual agreement as NEVINS hits the deck.

CARABINIERI barely clears his holster before -- CHOP -- CHOP --

BOURNE has him down in a heap.

BOURNE is back, silent and effective.

Finding NEVINS cellphone, BOURNE reaches into his bag. He

holds the phone next to a larger, diagnostic MOBILE UNIT --

the "confirm" light blinks -- Nevins' phone has been cloned.

BOURNE puts the phone back in NEVINS coat, takes his gun and

CARABINIERI'S gun and radio and puts them in his duffle.

We're starting to realize there's a plan at work here.

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