The Night Manager Page #4
Season #1 Episode #5- TV-14
- Year:
- 2016
- 358 min
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Beat. She speaks quietly.
BURR (CONT’D)
I think someone’s following me.
This morning when I left home.
There was a car at the end of the
road.
SINGHAL:
Might you have imagined it? I’m
just saying. You’re tired.
BURR:
I’m tired. I’m pregnant. I’m
emotional. I saw a car.
STEADMAN hangs up, walks in. Looks shocked.
BURR (CONT’D)
What is it?
STEADMAN:
That was the Washington office.
Limpet’s been closed down. Funding
withdrawn.
BURR:
Whose authorisation?
STEADMAN:
All I know is we’re mothballed. I’m
being flown home this afternoon.
Economy class. Back to chasing
Mexican gun runners in Arizona.
BURR:
STEADMAN:
I’m sorry. There’s too many people
who don’t want us doing what we’re
doing.
BURR sits disconsolate. STEADMAN looks at her with genuine
affection.
STEADMAN (CONT’D)
When did you last sleep? Go home.
Get some rest.
She nods. STEADMAN stares at her.
BURR:
Just go.
He walks close. Thinks about touching her. Doesn’t. Then
grabs his coat.
STEADMAN:
Call me.
He walks out. BURR sits alone.
22 INT. HILL FORT. PINE’S ROOM. DAY. 22
PINE enters his room, carefully closes the door.
He takes out of his pocket a list of the truck’s registration
numbers that he has written on a scrap of paper. He writes
with a pen:
HUMANITARIAN AID. TWENTY TRUCKS. TO SYRIAN BORDER.
He stares at the numbers.
That’s when he hears the sound of a helicopter.
23 EXT. HILL FORT. DAY. 23
PINE walks out of his cabin.
He sees a helicopter landing on the hill fort. SOLDIERS meet
it.
Two figures come out of the copter. CORKORAN leads the way,
carrying a bag.
And behind him is JED. She is hiding it but PINE can see that
she is frightened. She seeks out PINE’s face. No expression
in hers but their eyes meet for a moment.
Then ROPER appears, walks towards JED and CORKORAN.
PINE approaches TABBY and FRISKY who is watching.
FRISKY:
Not like him to mix business and
pleasure.
PINE stares with alarm. JED looks terrified.
ROPER quietly embraces her. With a gentle touch filled with
menace.
PINE stares, then turns away.
PINE walks through the hill fort. He sees a satellite tower
specially installed. A radio station. But it’s manned. Armed
guards.
He feels for the paper in his pocket, and walks away.
25 I/E. HILL FORT. MESS. DUSK. 25
ROPER:
Pine, come and join us.
PINE has entered the mess. Roper is seated. JED with him.
Then CORKORAN who smiles at PINE thinly. JED clocks PINE but
gives away nothing. LANGBOURNE behind.
They all sit at the table. ROPER eyes everyone. Suspicion in
his eyes.
ROPER (CONT’D)
So here we all are. Let’s get some
drinks shall we? Roddy a bottle of
the Moet 76 please.
He smiles. JED stares at the table. The only woman in a room
of men.
CORKORAN stares coolly at PINE as the champagne is popped.
ROPER (CONT’D)
The convoy crosses the Turkish
mountains tonight. It will reach
the Syrian border at 6pm tomorrow.
Until then we sit and wait.
(MORE)
ROPER (CONT’D)
Let’s raise our glasses. To
Tradepass. And her continued
success. I’m sure we can all drink
to that?
He raises his glass. They all join him. His eyes are like an
eagle’s. Staring at them - asking them silently. Who has
betrayed me?
JED raises her glass, tried to catch PINE’s eye. He avoids
it.
Later:
PINE, JED and CORKORAN are at the table, others areclose, so there is no chance of honest conversation. PINE’s
POV of ROPER standing at the bar, talking with JASPER.
JED:
So how are you Andrew?
CORKORAN’s eyes on PINE. A kind of code is being spoken.
PINE:
Fighting fit. Thank you.
JED:
You seem very at home here.
She’s accusing him. Of having turned.
PINE:
Do I?
CORKORAN:
Can’t blame him old girl. All those
uniforms. (beat) Not as pretty as
the sea-side cottage of course. Not
as romantic.
He stares at them. Deadly.
JED:
Shut up Corky.
CORKORAN:
Did I say something untoward?
PINE stands.
PINE:
I think I should get some sleep.
CORKORAN:
Sit down.
He stares at PINE. Quiet.
CORKORAN (CONT’D)
Did it occur to you to wonder why
he’s brought her? I mean I’m just
an outside observer, but from where
I’m sitting. It doesn’t look good
at all.
He gets up, walks over to the bar. ROPER snubs him, moving
away.
JED’s leg seeks his under the table. PINE moves his away.
Breathing slow.
26
EXT. LONDON. BURR’S HOUSE. FRONT DOOR/HALLWAY/STAIRS. 26
EVENING.
ANGELA BURR walks up to her ordinary house in suburban
London. Opens the door. And enters. The house is empty.
She sees a piece of cardboard box left opened in the hall. It
is for a baby’s cot. And the cot is not in there.
She stares at it then mounts the stairs.
27
INT. LONDON. BURR’S HOUSE. BABY ROOM. EVENING. 27
She walks into a small room. There it is. The cot. He has
made it. He has painted the walls.
BURR stares. Surprised at how touched she feels.
Beat.
Then she turns and walks back down the stairs.
28
INT. LONDON. BURR’S HOUSE. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT. 28
BURR up late at night, looking at the names on the Pine list.
Finance houses.
Suddenly her mobile phone rings.
BURR:
Angela Burr.
DROMGOOLE:
I wondered if you were free for a
tete a tete?
BURR’s blood freezes.
BURR:
I’m asleep.
DROMGOOLE:
You don’t look sleepy to me.
ANGELA BURR wheels round. Through the windows of her house
she can see the car on the street. DROMGOOLE inside.
DROMGOOLE (CONT’D)
I’m alone.
ANGELA BURR stands, walks towards the front door. Opens it.
DROMGOOLE gets out the car.
DROMGOOLE (CONT’D)
You going to let me in?
BURR stares at him.
BURR:
We’ll talk right here.
DROMGOOLE:
I like you Angela. I admire your
tenacity. It was always a source of
regret to me that we lost you from
The River.
BURR:
You’ve a funny way of showing it.
DROMGOOLE:
Where did you get those papers?
BURR:
What papers?
DROMGOOLE:
The papers you took to Apostol.
That resulted in some Arab cutting
his neck open.
BURR:
It was an Arab was it?
DROMGOOLE:
Yes. They are doing business with
Richard Roper, and they don’t
appreciate a lawyer they can’t
trust.
BURR:
And you? Are you doing business
with Roper too?
DROMGOOLE:
How did you get the papers?
BURR:
I don’t know what you’re talking
about.
DROMGOOLE:
You’ve been lying to me about
Limpet. You’ve had someone on the
inside all along. I need to know
who.
And DROMGOOLE is almost genuine here. Wanting to help her.
DROMGOOLE (CONT’D)
Angela this isn’t just about me.
There is a whole system, that keeps
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