The Night Manager Page #2
Season #1 Episode #4- TV-14
- Year:
- 2016
- 358 min
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PINE:
Why did you leave?
She speaks coolly. No self-pity.
JED:
Because I was seventeen years old
and not exactly made out for
motherhood. That’s why.
PINE:
Who’s the father?
JED:
Does it matter? My sister had a kid
already, her husband’s a decent
guy, he’s not going to win prizes
for Mr Interesting but on the plus
side he doesn’t do meth for
breakfast so it was the right
decision.
PINE:
Does Roper know?
JED:
No. And he mustn’t.
PINE:
Why?
JED:
Because that’s not what he bought
on the upper east side. I’m a
firework across his night sky, not
some pitiful train wreck with a
secret. I dazzle, I don’t droop.
That’s how I survive. And just in
case you get the wrong idea, I like
it like that. I like to live fast,
I like rich clothes against my body
and lotions on my skin. And I
really like Richard Roper in my
bed.
PINE:
Then why are you here?
Beat. She speaks quietly.
JED:
You know what. I have no idea.
She gets up. He takes her arm hard.
PINE:
He goes away for one night, you
come here to my cottage. Every time
he leaves the room, you look at me.
They are close. Very close. Heat between them.
JED:
Who are you? I want to know.
Beat.
PINE:
Trust me. You don’t.
She moves to kiss him.
PINE (CONT’D)
Listen. Go home now. Go along the
beach. Make it visible. Make sure
someone sees you when you get back.
Say you couldn’t sleep and went for
a night-time stroll. When Roper
gets back, stop the cold shoulder
treatment. Be nice to him. Make him
happy. OK?
He opens the door. She stares at him then leaves slamming the
door in the night.
6 EXT. MADRID. RESTAURANT. DAY. 6
JUAN APOSTOL is entering his favourite restaurant.
APOSTOL (IN SPANISH)
Nicolas, the usual table please.
WAITER (IN SPANISH)
Certainly Mr Apostol.
APOSTOL (IN SPANISH)
Is Mercedes here?
WAITER (IN SPANISH)
No sir. She had to leave. But your
other guest is here.
APOSTOL stares at him in surprise.
7 INT. MADRID. RESTAURANT. DAY. 7
APOSTOL approaches to find ANGELA BURR sitting at his table.
APOSTOL:
What do you want?
BURR smiles.
BURR:
Your girlfriend tells me you’re
taking her to Istanbul. Very
romantic.
APOSTOL:
Listen, I did what you asked.
BURR:
How’s the sleeping?
APOSTOL:
Still bad. I don’t think you’re
such a good confessor after all.
BURR:
Well - one good deed at a time.
Isn’t that what the good Lord said?
She takes out the printouts of Pine’s photographs from
Roper’s office. Hands them to APOSTOL across the table. Who
stares at them with evident ill-ease.
APOSTOL:
Where did you get this?
BURR:
Lucky dip.
APOSTOL:
Don’t bull-sh*t me. Who got you
these? Someone on the inside?
Smart man. BURR senses it. And is on him like a flash. But
gently. Gently...
BURR:
Please don’t make trouble with me
Juan. I much prefer being your
friend. (beat) Now look here. I
have code names and numbers. I have
pages that cross-refer. What I
don’t have is someone who can join
the dots. And tell me what the hell
is going on.
She stares at APOSTOL with a mischievous smile.
8-9 OMITTED 8-9
10 INT. LONDON. BLACK TAXI. DAY. 10
The grey city of London. ANGELA BURR sits alone, her black
briefcase tucked tight between her knees. She stares at it. A
strange excitement inside her.
11 INT. LONDON. IEA OFFICES. DAY. 11
ANGELA BURR walks in to the old office. SINGHAL is there to
greet her. BURR hangs up her coat, surveys the old room. A
moment alone, her little empire.
SINGHAL:
Welcome home. Is that a tan I see?
BURR:
No it’s bloody not.
SINGHAL:
You been home?
BURR:
Came straight from the airport.
SINGHAL:
Shame. Mr Burr would’ve been
excited to see you.
BURR:
Oh give over. Close the door.
She gets out the briefcase.
She signals SINGHAL to turn on the radio which he does. She
takes from her briefcase the envelope containing Pine’s
photographs of Roper’s accounts. She opens them. Stares at a
series of annotations made by APOSTOL.
She stares at them. SINGHAL joins her.
BURR (CONT’D)
Investors in Tradepass. Translated
by the Spaniard. Names on the left.
Numbers on the right.
They look at the total figure. Three hundred million. She
follows the numbers.
BURR (CONT’D)
Roper buys weapons at 300 million
dollars, cash-flowed by investors
who know nothing about what they’re
trading in. Or don’t want to know.
(MORE)
BURR (CONT’D)
The investors are guaranteed 20%
profit in twelve months. So Roper
pays back 360 million at the end of
the deal. But look what he’s
selling at.
STEADMAN looks down: Sees the number: ESP - 600 million
dollars.
SINGHAL:
What’s that?
BURR:
Estimated sale price. His dad was
an auctioneer.
SINGHAL:
That’s a profit of 240 million.
BURR:
Not bad for a year’s work.
They stare at each other.
BURR (CONT’D)
Now look at this. Consultation
fees.
In the expenses column there’s an expense marked:
Consultation Fees. Halo and Felix. 5 million dollars.
SINGHAL:
Who are Halo and Felix?
The office phone rings like an explosion. SINGHAL answers.
SINGHAL (CONT’D)
Singhal. IEA.
Looks surprised.
SINGHAL (CONT’D)
Yes of course. (holds out the
phone) It’s Mayhew. I think he’s on
the warpath.
12 INT. MAYHEW’S OFFICE. FCO. LONDON. DAY. 12
BURR and MAYHEW alone. MAYHEW is on his feet, furious, but
speaks in hushed tones as if the very walls are his enemy.
MAYHEW:
An unmarked van forcing me off
Swiss Cottage Road. Is that what
it’s come to? This is London for
Christ’s sake!
BURR:
that’s all.
MAYHEW:
Well they picked the wrong man.
They’re going to get a Whitehall
knife-fight like they’ve never
seen. Your budget is tripled, don’t
ask me where I got it from, best
you don’t know. How many more
people do you want?
BURR:
I need sigint, intelligence
gathering and analysis. Six
minimum. People I can trust.
MAYHEW:
You choose them. You choose
everything. Get Steadman back here,
tell him we’re joining forces. Get
a new office. Have it swept, new
company. New kit. Everything.
BURR:
Rex sit down. I have something to
show you.
BURR hands him the same annotated sheets. MAYHEW stares in
pure shock.
MAYHEW:
Where did you get this?
He is utterly pale.
BURR:
Rex. Who are Halo and Felix?
Beat.
MAYHEW:
I don’t know.
BURR:
But you could guess. Couldn’t you?
13 EXT. MALLORCA. ROPER’S VILLA. OFFICE/LIVING SPACE. DAY. 13
ROPER is getting out of the car. LANGBOURNE with him.
Something about ROPER means business. PINE escorting him to
the house. CORKORAN watching it all from the porch.
PINE:
How was Geneva?
ROPER:
Two days of meetings with Swiss
bankers. Not exactly Babylonian.
How’s the girl? Better mood I hope.
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