Wonderwoman Page #18

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STEVE:

That's Charlie.

The two GRUNT at one another in Scottish slang, but the

Bruiser sees Charlie's got friends -- and quickly leaves.

The surprisingly cheerful CHARLIE (30s) gets to his feet.

65 INT. BRITISH PUB - MOMENTS LATER 65

Diana, Steve, and Sameer sit with bruised Charlie,

Scottish and deeply drunk. A WHISKEY GLASS in each fist.

STEVE:

All right, Charlie?

CHARLIE:

Steven. May God put a flower on

your head.

Charlie downs the whiskey in a fluid sip. Gone.

DIANA:

What were you fighting about?

CHARLIE:

I mistook his drink for mine.

Diana looks at Steve, clearly concerned by his choice of

reinforcements.

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DIANA:

This man is no fighter.

STEVE:

Charlie here's an expert marksman.

(off her look)

He shoots people.

SAMEER:

From very far away.

Charlie grabs a drink from a patron who isn't looking.

CHARLIE:

(cheers)

They never know what hit `em.

There's a darkness behind Charlie's polite smile.

DIANA:

How do you know who you kill if

you can't see their face?

CHARLIE:

I don't. Better that way.

DIANA:

My aunt warned me about men like

you.

CHARLIE:

Ain't the first time I heard that,

lassie.

DIANA:

You fight without honor.

Deep down, Charlie already knows that.

CHARLIE:

Don't get paid for honor.

SAMEER:

What's the job, Trevor?

STEVE:

Two days tops. We need supplies

and passage to Belgium --

CHARLIE:

What's the going rate?

SAMEER:

Better be good pay.

(MORE)

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SAMEER (CONT'D)

(to Diana; in French)

[And perhaps a picture of your

lovely face. Something to keep me

alive.]

Diana hides her disdain as best she can.

DIANA:

[You won't need a picture. I'm

coming with you.]

Sammy's smile fades.

SAMEER:

What is this?

STEVE:

We're dropping her off at the

front.

SAMEER:

Dropping her off?

CHARLIE:

(to Diana)

No offense, cherie, but I don't

wanna get killed helping a girl

out of a ditch, ya know what I

mean?

The Bruiser that Charlie was fighting returns, this time

with several ROUGH-LOOKING FRIENDS!

BRUISER:

You got your friends.

(lifts up a gun)

These are mine.

Charlie's knocked to the ground! He doesn't see Diana

move fearlessly, grabbing the BRUISER -- as if he weighed

nothing -- and tosses him across the room!

The Bruiser smashes into the wall, crumpling to the

floor. His friends make a quick exit. Sameer is

smitten, helping Charlie up.

SAMEER:

I am both frightened and aroused.

CHARLIE:

(to Sameer;

unimpressed)

When aren't you?

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ETTA (O.S.)

There they are.

Etta arrives, flustered, a forced smile on her face.

ETTA:

Hello, all! Sorry, I'm late. I

got waylaid by --

DIANA:

Sir Patrick!

ETTA:

That's what I was going to

mention.

Steve, Sameer, and Charlie STAND out of respect. Steve

glares at Etta. She shrugs apologetically, raises a

hand:
Just listen, you'll see.

SIR PATRICK:

Sit, gentlemen. Please, sit.

Sir Patrick pulls up a chair.

SIR PATRICK:

I assume you're here planning

something that's either going to

get you court-martialed or killed.

STEVE:

I assume you're here to stop us.

SIR PATRICK:

No. Not that I like any of this.

(beat)

As one of your American authors,

Thomas Paine, so eloquently put

it, `I prefer peace. But if

trouble must come let it come in

my time, so that my children can

live in peace.'

Diana nods, liking the sentiment.

SIR PATRICK:

Now nothing can jeopardize the

armistice talks, but... I also

believe in insurance. I'm here to

help you. Unofficially, of

course. What's your plan?

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STEVE:

If there is another weapons

facility, find it and destroy it.

Along with Ludendorff and Maru.

A dark understanding passes between them. Sir Patrick

nods.

SIR PATRICK:

Etta will run the mission out of

my office, to allay suspicion.

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