The Night Manager Page #6
Season #1 Episode #4- TV-14
- Year:
- 2016
- 358 min
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PERMANENT SECRETARY
All right. Keep Angela Burr where
she is.
REX MAYHEW nods. Walks out. The PERMANENT SECRETARY holds her
head in her hands. Anxiety pours through her like hot blood.
She stares at the names. Halo. Felix.
Then she picks up her phone.
33 EXT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL. DAY. 33
ROPER and PINE’s limo arrives at a five star hotel in the
heart of the European quarter of Istanbul.
ROPER and PINE, followed by LANGBOURNE and the boys jump out
and head into the hotel foyer.
34 INT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL. RECEPTION. DAY. 34
PINE and ROPER cross the foyer to the reception. PINE does
the exact job Corkoran used to do.
PINE:
My name is Andrew Birch, I have
three suites booked in my name.
He hands over the credit card.
PINE (CONT’D)
We also have a the Ataturk
conference room booked for
Tradepass Holdings for tomorrow at
11am.
RECEPTION:
Yes sir it will be ready for you.
He hands him keys. PINE walks over to ROPER who stands apart.
ROPER:
All done?
PINE nods. ROPER turns and gets to the lift. The lift doors
close. As they do, we see that ROB SINGHAL is sitting in the
foyer calmly reading a newspaper and watching their every
move.
INT. ISTANBUL HOTEL. LIFT.
ROPER and PINE are alone in the lift. Suddenly ROPER presses
the emergency stop.
ROPER stares at him.
He opens his briefcase. Hands PINE an envelope.
PINE:
What’s this?
ROPER:
Why we’re here.
PINE opens it. It’s the seven arms sales certificates from
the MoD. River House authorisation.
ROPER leans in.
ROPER (CONT’D)
Not exactly tractors I know. The
ship docks tonight. Tomorrow we go
shopping. You ready?
PINE:
I’m ready.
PINE quiet. Knowing he’s close now.
ROPER smiles.
ROPER:
Good boy.
He leaves his hand on PINE just for a moment. Then presses
the button and the lift continues on its way.
INT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL ROOM.
PINE enters his room. It’s a huge suite, a luxury he has not
seen before. This is the world of Andrew Birch now.
A hotel BUTLER unpacks his suits that hang impeccably on the
hooks.
Champagne sits in the bucket.
The message:
“Welcome to Istanbul Mr Andrew Birch: is on thescreen.
PINE stares in the mirror.
36 INT. LONDON. RIVER HOUSE. PALFREY’S OFFICE. DAWN. 36
HARRY PALFREY sits at his desk. GALT pops his head round.
GALT:
Boss’s office. Now.
37 INT. LONDON. RIVER HOUSE. DROMGOOLE’S OFFICE. DAWN. 37
DROMGOOLE:
Close the door.
PALFREY walks in. GALT and others are there. DROMGOOLE takes
out some papers. They are copies of the Tradepass papers.
DROMGOOLE (CONT’D)
Angela Burr has got hold of this.
GALT stares at the papers.
GALT:
How the hell....?
DROMGOOLE:
We suspect a Spanish involvement.
Beat.
DROMGOOLE (CONT’D)
Which means we have a problem.
PALFREY, churning inside, hides his alarm, knowing that
somehow the whole of Burr’s operation has been blown open.
45 EXT. NORTH LONDON STREET. DAY. 45
HARRY PALFREY is walking fast, pale-faced along a London
street.
46 INT. LONDON. SQUARE. DAY. 46
HARRY PALFREY enters the square. Looks around confused.
Breathes deep. Then a voice comes.
BURR:
What’s wrong Harry? Why the flare?
PALFREY:
Dromgoole’s got the Tradepass
papers. He knows they came from
you.
Silence. BURR’S heart is tight.
BURR:
How does he think I got them?
PALFREY:
He thinks the Spanish lawyer helped
you.
BURR:
Is that what he said?
PALFREY nods. BURR instantly realises the import of this.
BURR calls STEADMAN who is still leading the team in the IEA
offices.
BURR (CONT’D)
Joel. Get a message to the Spanish
lawyer in Madrid. Tell him to re-
divert to London. Now.
She hangs up. PALFREY looks shattered and nervous.
PALFREY:
I can’t do this Angela. I’m not
sleeping.
BURR:
Shut up and listen to me. Who gave
the papers to Dromgoole? Did they
come via Galt?
PALFREY:
They came straight to Dromgoole. I
got the feeling they came from
above.
BURR:
From above? Is that what he said?
PALFREY nods. And BURR realises exactly what this means.
42 INT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL. PINE’S ROOM. MORNING. 42
It’s morning. A knock at the door.
PINE, nearly dressed, opens. It’s FRISKY.
FRISKY:
You ready to go dream-boy?
PINE:
Nearly.
FRISKY walks in. PINE is finishing dressing and not in a
hurry.
51 INT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL. DAY. 51
PINE and ROPER are walking through reception.
ROPER:
Oh by the way. Apo isn’t going to
make it. Screwing his tart
somewhere probably. We have a
Turkish substitute.
PINE senses a lie. Hides his tension. Looks round. ROOK is in
the corner of the room but there’s no chance to make a
signal.
PINE:
My father used to say: Lawyers are
three a penny. But they cost the
earth.
ROPER:
Wise man. We don’t need Apo. We
don’t need anyone. We just need
you. And me.
52 INT. ISTANBUL. HOTEL. ATATURK MEETING ROOM. DAY. 52
In a very swanky meeting room, there are sets of papers on
the desk. Notaries from the company Farrago Holdings, and
those of Tradepass. ROPER and PINE and LANGBOURNE on one
side.
A TURKISH LAWYER on the other. A SWISS BANKER sits between
them. Unruffled, calm.
SWISS BANKER:
Mr Ertun will sign as
representative of Farrago Holdings,
full jurisdiction. I will sign as
witness from the Private Members
Bank. Mr Langbourne informs me that
Mr Birch will sign for himself as
director of Tradepass Limited.
TURKISH LAWYER:
Wait a moment. I have not had time
to look properly at the documents.
It is a very complicated process of
sale, the origin of the machinery
is unclear, I am not even sure when
the transfer of goods will take
place.
LANGBOURNE:
I wouldn’t worry about that if I
were you.
TURKISH LAWYER:
Mr Langbourne I was brought on at
late notice, I need time to study
the documents. Please ask Mr
Apostol to call me on the phone,
and explain to me the nature of the
deal, and I will be happy to
proceed.
This was not the plan. ROPER stays calm. PINE watches.
LANGBOURNE:
Mr Apostol is indisposed.
ROPER nods at FRISKY. FRISKY hands the TURKISH LAWYER a
briefcase. The TURKISH LAWYER opens it. It’s full of money.
TURKISH LAWYER:
Then I will wait until he can talk
to me.
He moves to get up.
And then RICHARD ROPER nods. And FRISKY quietly places his
hand on the LAWYER’s. It’s subtle but unbelievably violent.
ROPER:
Mr Ertun let me explain. Tradepass
Farrago Holdings. You’re being VERY
well paid to ratify the deal. What
could be simpler than that?
ROPER smiles.
ROPER (CONT’D)
We were told you were the right man
for the job. Were we misled?
FRISKY’s hand. The sense of terror. PINE looks on. The
TURKISH LAWYER shakes his head.
ROPER (CONT’D)
Well then let’s get this signed. Mr
Birch is a busy man.
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