Cast: Main protagonist – Agent Alex
Mackles
Good boss – Jack May
[Jack is sitting at a local coffee shop
outside looking over Trafalgar square]
[Alex is walking in a
park with dog and Wife early in the morning]
[Jack uses an ear
piece to make a phone call to Alex]
[Dial town is heard]
Alex: Who is this?
Jack: Alex, its
Jack. Are you alone?
[Alex looks at his
wife]
Alex: Yes, yes I
am. What’s gone on Jack?
Jack: You remember
your old partner, Sam Jones?
Alex: Oh that’s
what his surname was. He would never tell me, Cheeky little bar…
Jack: ALEX, Sam’s
gone he hasn’t been seen since Hong Kong 6 months ago.
Alex: That’s understandable, you’ve read the
file. With respect Sir, he was granted leave to recover from …
[Ponders]
… The
accident.
Jack: I know, I issued it but in such circumstances
we like to keep an eye them to make sure they are ok.
Alex: So they don’t go off and join Al-Qaeda you
mean.
[Jack splutters on his tea]
Jack: This isn’t funny Alex. Every operative who
is given leave has someone following them in this case we assigned Tim Foster,
he was a kind young man, went to oxford you know…
[Interrupts]
Alex: “Was?”
Jack: Pardon
Alex: You said “he WAS a kind man”
[Jack breaths heavily with a slight sigh]
Jack: That’s the problem, he was found hanging
in a tree. We need to know what happened1
Alex: Why does it have to be me though?
Jack: You understand how his mind works. He was
your partner for 4 years. You must know something.
Alex: I know as much as you do send someone
else.
Jack: How’s your wife doing, she started coughing
blood yet?
[Alex stops walking]
Alex: What?
Jack: Your wife, has she started coughing up blood
yet?
Alex: Jack?
[Jack holds up a medical file with Alex’s wife on it]
Jack: I can see
from her file that she recently contracted a rare form of tuberculosis.
Alex: That’s not
right. She has a cough but that’s letting up now.
Jack: [Sly tone] Are
you sure?
Alex: Yes. We got her
checked out when it got worse, but it was just a bad cold.
Jack: She told
you that…?
Alex: [Small voice] yes.
Jack: [pause] Do
you trust her?
Alex: What kind of
question is that? Of course I trust her.
Jack: [low chuckle, more to himself] Well, if
you find Sam. We will pay for all your wife’s medical bills, she will have the
best care a person can get, and I can even get her a place at The Wellington
here in London.
Alex: She isn’t sick.
[Packs his brief case]
Jack: If you say so.
[Jack hangs up the phone and leaves the café]
[Camera follows Jack
without showing face, focuses on hands, briefcase and suit.]
END OF SCRIPT
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