The Night Manager Page #9

Click. BURR turns to STEADMAN. Sheer relief on her face.

Gleam in her eye.

BURR:

He’s alive. You don’t check out a

dead man.

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She gets on her phone, calls SINGHAL back in the IEA offices

in London. SINGHAL answers.

SINGHAL:

Rob Singhal. IEA.

BURR:

Rob. Put his name out. Splash it

large. An international warrant for

the arrest of Thomas Quince,

Jonathan Pine, Jack Linden. Murder,

multiple theft, dope-running,

obtaining a false passport,

identity theft, and anything else

you can think of. Do it now.

She puts the phone down.

STEADMAN:

He’s crossed the bridge.

BURR:

Yeah. And now we’re burning it.

She stares at STEADMAN.

72 INT. MALLORCA. PALMA. HOSPITAL. DAY. 72

The sense of time passing. Figures, doctors, drifting in and

out of blurred vision, mid-operation on the broken face and

body of JONATHAN PINE. Voices half-hear, instructions. “Keep

him stable”. “100 mg”. drift across his ears.

PINE’s eyes flicker. And then everything fades to white.

73 I/E. MALLORCA. REMOTE LANDSCAPE. PRIVATE AMBULANCE. DAY. 73

PINE, heavily bandaged and reconstructed, lies face up in the

back of private ambulance being carefully driven through

remote landscape. He is held into position by straps to avoid

damage from the bumpy terrain.

FRISKY sits by him keeping him as still as possible. TABBY is

in the front seat with a SPANISH DRIVER.

The world is a blur before him. His eyes are barely open but

he is able to see through the windows the olive trees

passing, a peasant woman, a solar panelled cottage. Details

floating into his vision. Memorised and recorded.

Then as we reach a more remote area, the road narrows, closer

trees and bushes, thorns and jasmine, and bougainvillea in

full bloom..

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74 EXT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. DAY 74

The ambulance slows and stops, large metal gates, security

cameras, wire fence, the sound of the metal, the sound of a

conversation in Spanish and English, blurred and indistinct,

gates opening, dogs barking, birds in the trees, crickets

whistling, the vehicle moves on, into lush landscape, the

sound of gravel, so out of place, the whistle of sprinklers,

rich-coloured flowers, and then ahead the sight of a huge

imposing modernist villa. A modernist paradise, cool pale

stone, the height of luxury.

The home of Richard Roper.

75 INT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. BEDROOM. DAY. 75

PINE is in bed in a white room. Still bandaged, still

immobile.

Two dark-haired figures in white, float through the room,

slightly blurred. Spanish nurses. PINE’s vision is not right

and everything has the quality of a dream.

His eyes close to dark.

76 INT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. BEDROOM. DAY. 76

PINE’s eyes open again. We can hear his breathing.

Another figure, this time blonde. In tennis gear.

FRISKY is sitting on the chair by the door. Guarding or

protecting?

It’s JED. She is talking to him, he can’t really hear but

some words come through.

JED:

I’m not sure if you can hear me

Thomas. If you can, raise your

finger.

PINE stares at her. He chooses not to raise a finger.

JED (CONT’D)

They say your face is mending well.

But you’ve also cracked several

ribs. ... so brave ... but you’re

going to be fine. Dr Shimon’s the

very best, otherwise Roper wouldn’t

use him.

She moves closer.

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JED (CONT’D)

Listen. Is there anyone you want us

to call, and say that you’re OK? A

loved one? When you were sleeping

you mentioned a girl called Sophie.

Should we call her? Just raise your

finger if you can’t speak.

He does not raise his finger. Just stares at her.

She smiles.

JED (CONT’D)

Get some sleep. Dr Shimon says

you’re to sleep forever. He was

pretty angry with Roper for

discharging you early. Roper’s away

on business at the moment, but

he’ll be back soon and he can’t

wait to see you.

PINE mouths a sentence. Very quiet. Guttural.

PINE:

Where ... am ... I?

JEDS:

You’re on our peninsula. You’re

safe here. Now sshh. Rest.

She lays a hand on his forehead gently. He stares at her bare

arm. The follicles. Then he closes his eyes. She puts her ear

to his mouth to hear his breath. He feels the warmth of her

cheek. He could kiss it, he could lick the salt from her

mouth. The light is fading as he starts to sleep.

JED:

Just so brave.

Fade to black as PINE falls back into unconsciousness.

77 INT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. BEDROOM. DAY. 77

PINE wakes again. DANIEL is there staring at him. With a

book.

FRISKY in the corner on the chair.

DANIEL:

Are you awake?

PINE stares.

DANIEL (CONT’D)

My father says I’m to thank you for

saving my life.

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I’m sorry I ran away from thetable. I won’t do it again.

PINE nods. At this sad boy.

DANIEL (CONT’D)

Do you want me to read to you aboutsquid?

But PINE is fading away. Into the white...

DANIEL (CONT’D)

78 OMITTED 78

79 INT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. BEDROOM. DAY. 79

PINE is sitting up. He is drinking through a straw alemonade.

In the corner of a room sits FRISKY.

The door opens.

It is CORKY.

CORKORAN:

Sod off would you Frisky old love?

And FRISKY leaves.

CORKORAN (CONT’D)

Ah that’s a better colour. Nice

rich scarlet, much prefer it to theblue baboon look of last week. And

sitting up. Dare one hope we are onthe mend?

PINE:

I’d like to go soon actually.

He speaks but his words are thick-lipped and effortful.

CORKORAN:

Absolutely old boy, we’ll talk to

the chief when he gets back. Whatdo I call you by the way? When Iwas filling out the forms at thehospital, paperwork is my mistressas you know, I had a conundrum,

“well” I thought, this is a bitrum, is he a Thomas Quince, or is

he a Jonathan Pine?

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CORKORAN (CONT'D)

So I put down Mordechai Phillips,

to this day I have no idea why. Do

you mind if I smoke?

PINE shakes his head.

CORKORAN (CONT’D)

Smoke ourselves do we? In better

times?

PINE:

A bit.

CORKORAN:

Nothing like a fag when you’re

cooking. Want one now?

PINE:

No thank you.

CORKORAN:

Bloody good grub at that place you

were working. Were those saucy

mussels all your work?

PINE nods.

CORKORAN (CONT’D)

Well I’m blown away. And did you

cook at that Swiss Hotel? Or merely

rob the place?

Beat. He stares at PINE. PINE breathes deep.

CORKORAN (CONT’D)

Tricky one you see.

CORKORAN smiles.

CORKORAN (CONT’D)

The Chief is a stickler for

details, so we called the Meisters

Hotel for a reference, and it seems

you are a bona fide common thief.

Forty thousand euros swiped from

the safe, police called, Herr

Meister positively seething. No

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