Me & Mrs. Jones Pilot

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ME & MRS. JONES

Pilot

by

David Polk

Contact:David Polk176 Dusty Rose CourtSimi Valley, CA [email protected]


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2.TEASER

FADE IN:

EXT. MICHELSEN ESTATE NIGHT

An ultra modern steel and glass mansion like somethingyoud see on the cover of Architectural Digest.

INT. VAN - NIGHT

Were looking at a laptop COMPUTER SCREEN. On it, fourquadrants of surveillance video: an art gallery, an anteroom, bored SECURITY GUARD #1 seated behind monitors, and acorridor where SECURITY GUARD #2 is making his rounds. Inthe lower corner of the screen a DIGITAL CLOCK counts down.

CRAIG RICHARDS, twentysomething techno-geek, types on thekeyboard as he speaks into a high-tech com-link.

CRAIGFive seconds to black.

On the screen, security guard #2 opens a door, leaves onequadrant of video and walks into the ante room.

CRAIG(in synch with clock)

Four, three, two, one...

He hits ENTER and all four quadrants go black.

On a SECOND COMPUTER SCREEN, next to the first, werelooking down at the art gallery from the ceiling. Theimage is in the green-black of NIGHT VISION.

INT. GALLERY - NIGHT

Covered head-to-toe in black, wearing sleek NIGHT VISIONGOGGLES and holding a JOYSTICK, a CAT BURGLAR is suspendedfrom the ceiling.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)The motion sensors will reactivate oncethe power cycle is regenerated. Youhave thirty seconds. Starting now.


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3.The Burglar presses a button on the joystick, descendssilently from the ceiling, presses the button again todisconnect from a cable, and goes to a glass case. Insidethe case: a DIAMOND TIARA.

The Burglar works fast sprays the case with an AEROSOL,whips out a GLASS CUTTER...

INT. ANTE ROOM - NIGHT

Security guard #2 punches buttons on a CONTROL PANEL.

SECURITY GUARD #2(into lapel mic)

Looks like another surge. I thoughtthe electrician fixed those last week.

SECURITY GUARD #1 (V.O., FILTERED)So did I. Rebooting the system now.Back online in ten seconds.

INT. GALLERY - NIGHT

The Burglar bags the real tiara, replaces it with a FAKEthen deftly replaces the glass cutout.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Seven, six...

INT. VAN - NIGHT

Craig types on his laptop. On the second laptop screen, wesee WHAT THE BURLAR SEES through the night vision goggles.

BURGLARS POV ART GALLERY

as the Burglar quickly crosses the gallery, grabs the

suspension cable with a gloved hand

RETURN TO SCENE

CRAIGFive, four...


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4.INT. GALLERY NIGHT

The Burglar clicks on the cable, presses the joystickbutton and ascends silently to the ceiling as

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Three, two, one.

BURGLARS POV SUSPENDED FROM CEILING

an array of LASER TRIP WIRES crisscrossing the room.

INT. CORRIDOR NIGHT

Security Guard #2 closes the door of the ante room andstarts down the corridor.

SECURITY GUARD #2(into lapel mic)

System rearmed. Moving to gallery.

INT. VAN NIGHT

On the first computer screen, we see Security Guard #1check his video monitors. Craig hears his transmissions.

SECURITY GUARD #1 (V.O., FILTERED)Ten-four. I have you in sight.

CRAIG (O.S.)Rent-a-Cop in five, four, three...

INT. GALLERY NIGHT

Security Guard #2 swipes his badge on a wall pad...

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)

Two, one.

...deactivating the laser sensors. He enters the galleryand looks around, does a double take at the diamond tiara.Stares at the glass case for a long beat as the Burglarfloats 10 feet directly above. No evidence of tampering.The guard shrugs and walks out of the gallery. He swipeshis badge, reactivating the laser sensors. The Burglarswings to an air duct, opens it and climbs inside.


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5.INT. VAN NIGHT

Craig types on his keyboard. Three of the foursurveillance images switch from indoor to outdoor: the lawnof an estate, a guard kiosk at an entry gate, and theESCAPE WINDOW surrounded by shrubs. On the secondcomputer, the Burglars night vision goggle POV shimmyingthrough the air duct.

CRAIG (O.S.)Okay, when you hit the south ante room

well have our second surge. Thatsfive seconds. Any longer and thefailsafe kicks in and all hell breakslose. Here we go...Black in four,three, two, one.

He punches the Enter key and...

INT. CORRIDOR CONTINUOUS

The hallway goes dark again. Security Guard #2 CURSESunder his breath.

INT. AIR DUCT CONTINUOUS

The Burglar pops the vent off and scans the dark, emptyante room... sees the ESCAPE WINDOW...

INT. ANTE ROOM CONTINUOUS

...climbs out of the air duct, jumps down and lands on thefloor like a cat. SUDDENLY a searing WHITE LIGHT shocksthe night vision goggles!

INT. VAN CONTINUOUS

At the same time the computer screen with the Burglarsnight goggles POV goes BRIGHT WHITE.

CRAIGHoly Sh !

SMASH CUT TO:


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6.INT. ANTE ROOM CONTINUOUS

The bright light in night vision goggles is searing.

BURGLARAHHHHHH!!!

A SWAT TEAM surrounds the Burglar, each of their assaultrifles fitted with a HALOGEN LAMP. A SWAT member rips the

mask and goggles off the Burglars head. A shock of blondehair falls down. The Burglar is a YOUNG WOMAN.

SWAT LEADER Assume the position! Now!

The Burglar is roughly forced to the floor.

INT. VAN CONTINUOUS

On the first computer screen, all four quadrants showPOLICE and SWAT officers moving in. The second computerscreen shows only white fuzz, but the audio feed from thenight vision goggles is still live.

SWAT LEADER (V.O., FILTERED)Cuff her! This is blue leader, targetone secured.

BURGLAR (V.O., FILTERED)Go!

SWAT LEADER (V.O., FILTERED)Shut her up! Locate target two!

CRAIGNo! No! No!

BURGLAR (V.O., FILTERED)GO! NOW!

INT. VAN CONTINUOUS

Craig, in full panic, stumbles into the drivers seat,fumbles with the ignition, starts the engine...

SMASH TO MAIN TITLES.

END TEASER


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7.ACT ONE

FADE IN:

EXT. SECOND BANK OF TOPEKA DAY

Establishing a rundown branch bank in a poor part of town.

SUPERIMPOSE: 18 months later.

CRAIG (V.O.)Mitzi always told me you never know

where lifes going to take you.Craigy, she would say, you couldexplore Deepest Darkest Africa or finda cure for cancer in the BrazilianRainforest, or be the first man to set

foot on Mars even. I admit I may havedozed once or twice during thoseconversations with Mom shes a realtalker - but Im pretty sure Topeka,Kansas never came up as one of theplaces she had in mind for me. Butthen Im sure she never imagined heronly child would have to beat it toTopeka to avoid the Feds. Dont get me

wrong, Topekas not a bad place thesteaks are great and the tornados arenothing like the one that nabbedDorothy and Toto. But Im guessingthere wont be any cures for cancerdiscovered here any time soon thoughthis could definitely be a great placeto study the effects of highcholesterol. I was also hoping itd bethe last place the Feds would comelooking for me...

INT. SECOND BANK OF TOPEKA DAY

Craig, a bank teller, counts out $500 in cash for an OLDBLACK WOMAN. She carefully puts the cash in her purse.

CRAIGIs there anything else I can help you

with today, Mrs. Collins?

OLD BLACK WOMANNo thank you, honey.


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8.CRAIG

You have a nice day now.

She returns his polite smile and walks away from thewindow. Next a stunning woman of Middle Eastern descent,about thirty years old, steps up to his window. This isMITRA. Craig is momentarily stumped by her beauty.

CRAIGH-Hello. How may I help you?

Her warm, friendly smile puts him at ease.

MITRAI would like to open an account withyour bank.

CRAIGOh...yes, well, you want to talk withone of the assistant managers. I seeone of them is free right over there.

He gestures to a young woman seated across the bank.

MITRAI see. Thank you very much

(glances at his nameplate,Richard Jones)

Mr. Jones.

Craig watches her walk across the bank. A THROAT CLEARS andhe tears his eyes off Mitra and looks at his next CUSTOMER.

CRAIGHello. How may I help you?

INT. CRAIGS APARTMENT NIGHT

An efficiency apartment so small you have to go outside to

change your mind. Local news is on the television. Amicrowave DINGS and Craig takes his dinner out.

Hes just about to open the fridge when theres a KNOCK onthe door. Caution immediately registers on his face. Heconsiders ignoring it but realizes the television is tooloud. Another KNOCK.

He goes to the door, looks through the peep hole. Hessurprised and puzzled. He opens the door to Mitra.


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9.MITRA

Hello, Richard. Im sorry to interruptat the dinner hour.

CRAIGHello... Wow, this is a surprise. Noneed to apologize, Miss...

MITRAMitra.

CRAIGMiss Mitra.

MITRAJust Mitra.

CRAIGOkay, Mitra. Im Richard. RichardJones.

(off her smile)Oh, right, you know that already. So,Mitra, what are you doing here? Areyou new to the building or something?

MITRAYes.

(looks inside)May I come in?

CRAIGOh, Im sorry. Sure.

She steps into the apartment, looks around.

MITRANice place you have here, Richard.

CRAIGI apologize for the mess. Can I offer

you something? A diet Coke?

MITRAA diet chai iced tea would be lovely.

CRAIGRight... um, well, I should have

mentioned that by something I meantall I have is diet Coke. Sorry.


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10.MITRA

That would be lovely, Richard.

As he goes to the refrigerator,

CRAIGWhen I saw you at the bank today Ifigured you were new in town. When didyou move into the building?

He opens the fridge, reaches inside and freezes.

INSIDE FRIDGE

empty except for a BOTTLE OF DIET CHAI TEA. Craig turns.

CRAIG

Who are you?!

MITRAI told you, Richard, Im Mitra.

He bolts past her out of the apartment.

INT. HALLWAY NIGHT

Craig starts down the stairs but stops halfway when anAGENT in a dark suit appears at the bottom. He reversesdirection, heads up to the next floor. A SECOND AGENT isat the top. Mitra steps out of his apartment.

MITRAI think we should talk. Dont you...Craig?

INT. PRISON GYM DAY

The Burglar, attractive, athletic, mid-twenties, is

pounding the shit out of a heavy punching bag. Her name isRACHEL RICHARDS.

PRISON GUARD (O.S.)Richards, you have a visitor.

Rachel stops and shoots the female PRISON GUARD anincredulous look.


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11.RACHEL

What?

INT. VISITORS ROOM LATER

Rachel walks in wearing orange prison togs. She sees hervisitor and we glimpse joy in her eyes. But in a blink itvanishes, replaced by a mask of cold indifference. Shesits at a thick glass partition, puts a PHONE to her ear.

RACHEL(terse)

Are you out of your mind?! Theylltake you in!

REVERSE to see Craig on the other side of the glass.

CRAIGNo, Rache, they wont.

INT. RACHELS CELL SUNSET

Rachel is on her cot. A KLAXON sounds, the cell door opensautomatically. INMATES file past. A PARCEL is tossed intothe cell. Rachel reacts, Here we go.

INT. OUTSIDE RACHELS CELL THIRTY SECONDS LATER

Rachel, dressed as a prison guard, steps out and falls inline behind the last of the inmates.

INT. PRISON LATER

Rachel splits off from the line of prisoners and we TRACKwith her as she makes her way through the prison, passinginmates and guards who dont seem to recognize her. At a

checkpoint, she swipes a BADGE, covers her relief when theelectronic LIGHT TURNS GREEN and the gate slides open.

INT. PRISON EXIT - CONTINUOUS

Rachel is 20 yards from the exit when she sees the femaleguard from the gym, walking straight toward her. Rachelpulls the brim of her cap down and keeps walking. The


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12.female guard right looks at her. She has to recognize her.But they pass shoulder-to-shoulder without a word.

EXT. OUTSIDE PRISON SUNSET

Rachel goes through the main gate, casually walks next tothe exterior wall of the prison just another employeegetting off work. She looks up, sees a red PONTIAC GTS atthe far corner of the prison. Her pace quickens the closershe gets to the car.

Craig gets out of the Pontiac, walks around and opens thepassenger door. Rachels fast walk turns to a jog; theguard cap flies off and her hair spills down. She runs toCraig, throws her arms around his neck. They kiss.

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

The room is Spartan, sterile looking. Craig and Rachel sitin metal chairs at a metal table. Mitra is across fromthem, sipping chai iced tea from a glass.

MITRAI have to hand it to you Craig. Thatlittle scam you engineered at the bank.Skimming infinitesimal amounts fromcorporate accounts into a numberedoffshore account, then redistributingthe funds as capital gains in alegitimate brokerage account. It willbe years before anyone at the SecondBank of Topeka catches on. Of course,you would never have gotten rich. Butthat wasnt your intent, was it? No, Idont imagine it was wheres the joyin pulling off the perfect heist iftheres nobody to share it with?

Mitra looks at Rachel, who is focusing on the large mirrorbehind Mitra.

MITRA(re: mirror)

Standard protocol. I assure you,theres nothing to fear in there,Rachel.


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13.INT. VIDEO SURVEILLANCE ROOM, OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR

AGENTS monitor the conversation with an array of HIGH-TECHEQUIPMENT. One gadget, a BIO-IMAGER, indicates stress:blue (relaxed), orange (nervous) red (high stress). Thebio-imager shows Rachel, like Mitra, is relaxed.

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Rachel shifts her attention from the mirror to Mitra.

RACHELWho says Im afraid? What do you say

we cut the chitchat and you tell uswhat you want? This isnt about Craigskimming from the bank and you people

arent with the FBI, Treasury or ATF.

MITRAThats very astute of you, Rachel. Asingenious as Craigs little caper was,it certainly wasnt the impetus for ourspringing a convicted felon from afederal prison.

Rachel cocks her head as if to say, So? Mitra opens afile folder. She speaks without looking down at it.

MITRACraig and Rachel Richards, cat burglarsspecializing in high-end jobs jewelry, high art, the occasional

museum quality artifact. Youve pulledoff heists from Monte Carlo to BeverlyHills, fenced millions of dollars of

merchandise in your two years together.Unfortunately, in your last job youtried to lift a priceless heirloom fromthe Michelsen Collection. Though the

job was on the Michelson estate, thepiece was on loan from the U.S. Museumof Art. So technically, you werecaught stealing government property.

INT. VIDEO SURVEILLANCE ROOM, OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR

Craigs bio-image goes from orange, turns red.


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14.INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

CRAIGWait a minute. You set us up?!

MITRAAlso very astute, Craig. Im beginningto feel better about our selection.

RACHELYour selection?

MITRAYou and your husband possess a set oftalents that we find most desirable.We believe those talents willcomplement our operations.

RACHELWe? Our? Who are you people?

MITRAWe are the U.S. government, Rachel.

And Uncle Sam wants you.

CRAIGWait a minute. If youre the Feds, whygo through the trouble of breakingRache out of one of your own prisons?Why not just grant her a pardon?

RACHELBecause spies cant give pardons.

MITRAPrecisely.

CRAIGLook, Rache is no Mata Hari and Imsure as hell not James Bond. Were not

spies, were thieves.

RACHELBurglars, Sweetie.

CRAIGBurglars.


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15.MITRA

We dont want you to spy, Craig... Wewant you to steal.

(off their puzzled looks)We belong to DS6, a top-secretcounterterrorism unit within the NSA.We were formed after Nine Eleven togather intelligence to eliminateterrorist threats in the U.S. Wereauthorized to gather that intelligenceby any means necessary. Foreigngovernments and individuals, bothoutside and inside our country, possessassets and information that, if in the

wrong hands, could be detrimental toour national interests and security.

CRAIGHold up. You mean our government wantsus to steal from other governments andour own citizens? But isnt thatagainst the Constitution?

Mitra takes a sip of iced tea.

INT. DS6 OPERATIONS CENTER DAYS LATER

Agents and staff busy themselves at workstations in thisspacious, high-tech situation room. It could be anywhere,but we have a sense that the center is far underground. Weare drawn to a glassed-in room a level above.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM

The operations center can be seen through a glass wall. Onanother wall a video screen the image of a DASHING,DARK-HAIRED MAN.

MITRA (O.S.)His name is Evan Slade, forty-fouryears old, founder and CEO of SladeMicroTech, the worlds largest maker ofnano-technology components. Accordingto Forbes magazine and the InternalRevenue Service hes worth about twobillion dollars.


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16.Mitra, Craig and Rachel watch as a VIDEO MONTAGE of Sladeflashes on the screen: at a trade show unveiling hiscompanys newest product; posing with two Asian scientists;in the White House Rose Garden shaking hands with thePresident; at a charity event with a gorgeous redhead onhis arm.

MITRAIn four weeks, Slade is set to travelto Tel Aviv for meetings with Israelidefense manufacturers to discuss termsfor supplying them with his next-generation nano-technology subsystems.The components are so small that theycan only be viewed through a

microscope, but one subsystem containsenough computing power to run a space

station for a year.

RACHELAnd you want us to steal the plans forthese nano-technology subsystems?

MITRASomething like that. Yes.

CRAIGIf the U.S. doesnt want Slade to sellto the Israelis, why not just ban thesale of the technology to non-U.S.companies? The government does thatall the time with defense technologies.Or just buy the technology ourselves?

MITRAIsrael is our staunchest ally in theMiddle East. To ban the sale of suchtechnology to them would create wavespolitically. Nobody wants that.

RACHELOf course not. Its an election year.

MITRAIts refreshing to see that sixteen

months in a maximum security prisonhasnt dulled your interest in currentevents, Rachel.


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17.RACHEL

Pity that some things never change.

MITRA(to Craig, ignoring Rachel)

As for locking up the technology forourselves, Slades prices are, quitefrankly, too rich for our blood.

RACHELSo the old Uncle Sam wants you pitch

wasnt enough?

MITRAIf only there were more patriots likeyou and your husband.

RACHELPatriots? Try indentured servants.

CRAIG(trying to keep the peace)

Rache...

Rachel and Mitra lock eyes for an uncomfortable beat. Itsclear this is the beginning of a rocky relationship.

MITRAYoure looking at this all wrong,Rachel.

RACHELHow should we look at it, Mitra?

MITRATry this: instead of spending the nextfifteen years rotting away in prison

where Im sure a woman of your obviousattributes would make plenty of friends

you can spend five years in service

to your country. Not only will youearn your freedom, youll get your oldlives back, high-end heists and all.

RACHELFreedom. Service. Country. You makeit sound as if weve volunteered forthe Peace Corps.


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18.MITRA

We all do our part, Rachel.

Mitra slides a DVD across the table to Craig.

MITRAEverything you need to know about Sladeand his operations: personal habits,schedules, finances including what hehides from the IRS blueprints andsecurity system plans for all of hisplants, offices and homes.

CRAIGBig Brothers always watching, huh?

MITRA

Yes, Craig, he is.

On cue, TWO AGENTS, each with a silver INJECTION GUN, comein. Before Rachel and Craig know whats happening, theyvebeen injected in the arm with something that hurts likehell. They react. Ow! What the ?!

CRAIGWhat the hell is this?!

MITRAInsurance.

RACHELInsurance?

MITRABio GPS.

RACHELYou put tracking devices inside of us?!

MITRA

On the off chance you decide to becomeless patriotic. Yes.

RACHELSlade leaves for Israel in a month. Wenormally spend two or three monthsplanning a job as complex as this. Wecant just case a location for a week,

waltz in and walk out with the goods.We dont even know where the files are.


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19.MITRA

Weve taken that into consideration andestablished a cover for you thatguarantees fast access into Sladesinner circle. Youll get close enoughto him to acquire the files before heleaves the country.

CRAIGSo youve given us covers? Who are we,a jet setting couple from the Hamptons?

MITRANot quite...

FADE OUT.

END OF ACT ONE


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20.ACT TWO

FADE IN:

EXT. BALCONY OF SLADES OFFICE DAY

EVAN SLADE stands on the balcony enjoying the magnificentview of Seattle. Hes even more handsome in person in a$10,000 handmade suit and silk shirt. His personalassistant, MAI-LING, twenty-seven years old and sexy, stepsout from the office.

MAI-LINGEvan, the Joneses are here.

SLADEExcellent. Please ask them to join me.

She heads back inside. When she comes out again shes withCraig and Rachel, who is now a redhead. In contrast toSlade, theyre dressed from the rack at Target. Sladeturns to greet them.

SLADEMiss Jones, Mr. Jones. Welcome.

Rachel speaks with a flawless Australian accent.

RACHELGday, Mr. Slade. Veronica Jones.This is my brother, Rhys.

SLADERhys.

He gives Craig a firm handshake. Craig nods and smiles.

RACHELRhys doesnt talk, Mr. Slade. Beenthat way since he was a small tyke.

Reads lips perfectly though.

SLADE(slowly)

Pleased to meet you, Rhys.

RACHELThank you so much for agreeing to meet

with us on short notice, Mr. Slade.


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22.RACHEL

Were in for the fund-raiser onThursday. Hes also invited us on atour of a MicroTech plant.

INT. DS6 OPERATIONS CENTER, MITRAS CUBICLE

Mitra is seated at a desk with a glass of chai iced tea.

MITRAVery good. When? Which plant?

INTERCUT: RACHEL/MITRA

RACHELThursday morning. Bothell.

MITRAMicroTechs newest plant. Its the

most likely one for the manufacture ofthe next-gen nano-tech subsystems.

Mitra takes a sip of tea, crosses her sexy, long legs. Onher computer screen we see a Google Maps view of downtownSeattle. Two BLINKING RED DOTS represent Craig and Rachel.

RACHELOnce inside, Craig and I can confirm

with our own eyes that your plans forthe plant are up-to-date. Not that wedont trust our government completely.

MITRAI understand, Rachel. As they say, theDevil is in the details.

RACHELAnd in the government.

INT. SLADES OFFICE LATER

Slade is at a massive mahogany desk looking at a sleekcomputer monitor. Mai-Ling stands over his shoulder.

MAI-LINGWeve confirmed our initial findings.The Joneses check out.


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23.Slade taps a button on his keyboard and IMAGES of theredheaded Rachel and Craig snap onto the computer monitor.

MAI-LINGVeronica Jones, twenty-seven goes byRonnie and her brother Rhys Jones,twenty-five, both born in Adelaide,

Australia. Rhys lost his hearing andspeech at age six after a bout with

meningitis. Both graduated Universityof Sydney and attended graduate schoolsin England and the U.S., Rhys atOxford, Ronnie at Princeton. Theirparents, Steven and Roberta, were bothdrowned in ninety-six when theirtrawler sank in high seas off the coastof Japan during a protest of commercial

whaling operations. Like theirparents, Ronnie and Rhys have devotedtheir lives to environmental causes.Though considered radical in college,they have taken a more moderate stancein recent years, becoming more activein mainstream environmentalistorganizations, such as AquamarineInternational.

SLADE(impatient)

Yes, yes, Mai-Ling. Now tell mesomething I dont know.

MAI-LINGYes, of course. Miss Jones has neverbeen married and we found nothing toindicate that shes had a seriousrelationship in recent years.

SLADEIs she a lesbian?

MAI-LINGNothing registered on my gay-dar. Idsay shes straight... And dreadfullyboring.

SLADEThen Id say Miss Jones is long overduefor a little excitement.


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24.INT. PONTIAC GTS DAY

Craig and Rachel are in the car. Before he starts theengine,

CRAIGDid you see the way he looked at you?Guys like that really piss me off.

RACHELForget it, Sweetie. Its just a job.

CRAIGWhats with this brother-sister crapanyway? They couldnt come up with acover where were married, Mr. andMisses Jones?

RACHELNext time, okay, Sweetie. Now letsgo. Weve got a lot to do

CRAIGI know exactly what it is, Rache. Theydont think anyone would believe you

would marry a guy like me. Thats it.

RACHELWell that just goes to show how wrongthey are...

INT. SEDAN SAME TIME

TWO MOSSAD AGENTS listen to Rachel and Craig on the RADIO.Between them is an open FILE FOLDER on which we can makeout the blue Mossad emblem. Clipped to the folder arepassport-sized PHOTOS of Craig and a blonde Rachel.

RACHEL (V.O., FILTERED)

...doesnt it?

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Right... But next mission Im going toinsist that we be a married couple.

RACHEL (V.O., FILTERED)Please dont call them missions,Sweetie. Were not spies.


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25.CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)

Right. Sorry.

We hear the start of the Pontiacs engine through theradio. The Mossad agents watch the Pontiac, parked severalspaces ahead of them, pull into traffic.

MOSSAD AGENT(in Hebrew)

Subjects are on the move.

The agents pull their car into traffic and follow.

EXT. BOTHELL PLANT DAY

The plant is just another building in a corporate office

park modern, shiny with tinted glass. But unlike theother buildings, this one is behind an eight-foot fence.

A black LINCOLN SEDAN pulls to a stop next to the guardkiosk. The window of the Lincoln rolls down. A GUARDleans out of the kiosk and takes a look at the badgeoffered by the DRIVER.

INT. LINCOLN SEDAN DAY

The driver rolls up the window, pulls the car through thegate. Craig and Rachel are in the back seat, in characteras Aussies Rhys and Ronnie.

DRIVERHere we are. Youll go through thosedoors to the reception desk. Theyreall ready for you inside. Ill be rightoutside when youre done.

RACHELThank you.

INT. BOTHELL PLANT, RECEPTION - DAY

Rachel and Craig are greeted by Mai-Ling and DR. ROGERGOODALL, brilliant, late thirties.


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26.MAI-LING

Good morning, Miss Jones, Mr. Jones.Welcome to the Bothell R-and-D and

manufacturing facility. This is Dr.Roger Goodall. Dr. Goodall. Hell beour tour guide today.

Goodall speaks so that Rhys can read his lips easily.

DR. GOODALLGood morning Mr. and Mrs. Jones. Itsan honor to have you with us today

RACHELOh, its Miss Jones, Dr. Goodall. Rhysis my brother.

DR. GOODALLOh... So sorry about that.

Craig reacts. Rachel shoots him a look.

MAI-LINGShall we get started?

She hands each of them SAFETY GOGGLES and a high-techVISITORS BADGE.

INT. BOTHELL PLANT DAY

We go along with Rachel, Craig, Mai-Ling and Dr. Goodall onthe tour of the high-tech clean facility. On the wallsare blowups of computer chips and photographs of theproduction process. Rachel and Craig case the joint withtrained eyes, recording every detail as SNAPSHOTS in theirheads air vents, fire and motion detectors, alarm boxes,computer workstations, the number of windows in each laband workspace, etc.

Along the way SCIENTISTS and TECHNICIANS offer tutorials each speaking slowly and clearly to ensure that Rhys canread their lips. Its during these moments that Racheldiscreetly makes precise mental calculations of theirsurroundings.

INT. BOTHELL PLANT, RECEPTION LATER

The tour ends where it began.


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27.

DR. GOODALLWeve covered quite a lot this morning.I hope we didnt bore you to tears.

RACHELNot at all, Dr. Goodall. Its all beenfascinating, simply fascinating.Wouldnt you agree, Rhys?

Craig smiles.

MAI-LINGYour car is waiting outside. Thedriver will be at your disposal.

RACHEL

That wont be necessary, really.

MAI-LINGMr. Slade insists.

INT. HOTEL LOBBY DAY

Rachel and Craig enter and cross to the elevators. Theyrebeing watched by Mossad AGENT #1. He speaks discreetlyinto a cuff microphone.

INT. 24th FLOOR HALLWAY MOMENTS LATER

The elevator doors open. Rachel and Craig get out and walkto their room. They pass a MAID, early twenties, whosmiles courteously as she prepares to clean a room.

MAIDGood afternoon.

RACHEL

Good afternoon.

Craig swipes a keycard in the door, they enter.

INT. HOTEL SUITE DAY

Craig and Rachel go straight to work. He pulls out alaptop computer, she grabs a pad and paper, begins jottingnotes from memory. A cell phone RINGS. Rachel answers it.


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28.RACHEL

Yes.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)What do you have?

RACHELThe master files for Slades nano-techsubsystems are not at the Bothell site.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)What? But our Intel suggests stronglythat thats where theyll manufacturethe subsystems.

RACHELJust because theyll eventually make

them at Bothell doesnt mean the masterplans are kept there.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)What do you mean?

Rachel puts the phone on the desk, hits speakerphone.Craig has pulled up a schematic of the Bothell plants ITsystems on his laptop.

CRAIGThe master file serves not only as ablueprint but also as the centralnervous system for controlling everyaspect of the manufacturing process.Based on the schematics you providedand what I observed this morning, theIT systems in place at Bothell, whileimpressive, are not Slade MicroTechs

most advanced.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Bothells their most technologically

advanced facility. If its not there,where is it?

CRAIGThe most likely places to keep thefiles would be where the most advancedsecurity systems have been installed.

(types on laptop)Those would be Slades corporateheadquarters and... his yacht?


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29.

On the laptop screen we see a photo of Slades gorgeous 72-foot yacht. The DOORBELL RINGS. Craig and Rachel react.

RACHELHold on. Someones at the door.

Rachel goes to the door, looks through the peephole. Sheopens it to a young woman, the CONCIERGE.

CONCIERGEGood afternoon, Miss Jones. Sorry todisturb you and your brother.

RACHELNo worries.

CONCIERGECompliments of Mr. Evan Slade.

The Concierge holds out a garment bag. Rachel takes it.

CONCIERGE(offers her card)

Should you need anything else for thisevenings affair, please dont hesitateto contact me at this number.

RACHELThank you.

The Concierge leaves. Rachel unzips the bag.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)What was that all about?

RACHELLooks like I dont have to worry about

what to wear tonight.

She begins to pull the dress out of the bag. ANGLE ONCraigs face. His expression tells us that he likes Sladeless and less.

INT. HOTEL SUITE NIGHT

Craig, in a wash-and-wear suit, is on the speakerphone.


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30.MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)

How much time will you need for athorough scan of the mainframe?

CRAIGTwenty minutes. Twenty-five tops.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Youll find a laptop for the interfacein the Mens Room two floors below thereception. Can you get there withoutbeing noticed?

RACHEL (O.S.)Weve done this before, Mitra.

Craig turns and is awestruck by the sight of his wife

coming out of the bedroom. Shes absolutely stunning inthe little black number that Slade sent for her.

RACHEL(smiles at Craig)

Time to go to work, Sweetie.

INT. ELEVATOR

Craig and Rachel are alone in the high-speed elevator,going up to the top floor. She taps an unseen transmitterin her ear.

RACHELCan you hear me?

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Yes. Video is also crisp and clear.

Rachel gently touches the tiny JEWELED NECKLACE around herneck, and as she does...

INT. DS6 OPERATIONS CENTER, MITRAS CUBICLE SAME TIME

On a computer monitor we see Rachels hand as she touchesthe necklace. When she lowers her hand, we see the insideof the elevator. Then Craigs face looms into view. Hes

moved closer to admire the technology.


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31.CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)

Sweet. The government really does haveall the best stuff.

INT. ELEVATOR

Rachel reacts. Shes unimpressed.

RACHELToo bad they wont use it to help thepoor or find a cure for cancer.

DING. The elevator doors open up to:

INT. RECEPTION NIGHT

The rich and powerful of the Pacific Northwest are grazingon smoked salmon, foie gras, caviar and shrimp cocktail.More than a few heads turn to check Rachel out as she andCraig move across the room.

Mai-Ling spots them, signals their arrival to Slade, whostops talking to MAYOR SULLIVAN, turns and smiles.

SLADEMiss Jones! Mr. Jones! Welcome!

RACHEL(pretty smile)

Please, do call me Ronnie.

He kisses her cheek, shakes Craigs hand firmly.

SLADERonnie it is. Rhys, Ronnie, allow meto introduce you to Mayor Sullivan.

MAYOR SULLIVAN

Good evening Miss Jones oh forgiveme, Ronnie, Rhys. You know, withfriends like Evan, Aquamarine could putan end to commercial whaling by justbuying all of the companies that do it.

SLADEThat may be an expedient solution, Mr.Mayor, but its one my shareholders

would take issue with.


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32.Laughs all around. Then Slade gestures to Mai-Ling, whodisappears into the crowd.

SLADE(to small group)

Now that our guests of honor havearrived...

On cue, white-jacketed WAITERS with silver trays filledwith flutes of champagne fan out among the GUESTS. Sladetakes a flute, hands one to Rachel.

SLADEIf I could please have everyonesattention? ... As many of you may know,environmental stewardship is one of ourcore values at Slade MicroTech. Ours

is a forward-thinking company thatplaces a high value on findinginnovative solutions to many of todayschallenges. One of our greatestchallenges is ensuring that Earth, theone common denominator for us all,remains clean, safe and capable ofsustaining all forms of life far intothe future. Thats why I personallysupport Aquamarine International, whichhas done an amazing job of givingMother Earth a voice by protecting ouroceans, defending the rainforests andeducating millions around the worldabout the dangers of climate change.Tonight we are honored to have with ustwo representatives from AquamarineInternational, up from Down Under, MissVeronica Jones and her brother RhysJones. Please join me in welcomingthem to our fair city... and please begenerous with your donations tonight.

Applause all around.


The door of the suit opens and the Maid we saw earliercomes in to perform turn down service. She turns down thebeds, leaves chocolates on the pillows, fills the icebuckets. Then she slips on white gloves...


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33.Working quickly she finds Craigs expertly hidden laptop,turns it on and copies the Slade MicroTech files onto aJUMP DRIVE. When shes finished, she replaces the laptop,removes the gloves.

Shes about to leave the room when she remembers something.She goes to the bed, pulls a FOLDED CARD from her pocket.Puts it on the pillow. She leaves the room and we STAY onthe card.

INSERT - CARD

Serving you is our greatest pleasure. Enjoy your staywith us.

FADE OUT.

END OF ACT TWO


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34.ACT THREE

FADE IN:

INT. RECEPTION NIGHT

Slade has found a moment alone with Rachel.

SLADEI hope I didnt embarrass you and Rhysearlier with that speech of mine.

RACHELNot at all, Mr. Slade. Truth be told,I think Rhys rather enjoys being thecenter of attention for a change.

He follows her eyes to Craig, who is being doted on by acadre of MILFS.

SLADEI have to insist that you call me Evan.

RACHELAlright. I suppose its only fitting Id be naked tonight if it werent foryou. By the way, thank you for theloaner. It fits perfectly.

SLADE(rakish smile)

Its yours. And have I told you howfabulous you look in it. Of course,had I known the alternative, I doubt I

would have sent it over.

She smiles coquettishly, intentionally leading him on.

Meanwhile, Craig has managed to ease away from the sexyMILFS. Before he leaves the room, he turns to see Slade

slide his hand down the small of Rachels back and rest itjust above her derrire.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)The notebook is in place, Craig. Nowsyour chance. Time to move.

CRAIGFine! On my way.


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35.He ducks out of the room. MOSSAD AGENT #2, dressed as a

waiter, watches him leave, then offers a GUEST horsedoeuvres.

INT. HALLWAY NIGHT

Craig walks down the dark hallway, the NOTEBOOK COMPUTER inhis hand. He pulls a high-tech SECURITY BADGE from hispocket, swipes it on a WALL PAD. The light goes GREEN, heopens a door and goes inside.

INT. OFFICE NIGHT

Were looking at a desk. No one is sitting behind it, butwe hear TYPING. MOVE CLOSER to the desk. Go around it.

Craig is underneath, cross-legged, typing furiously.

INT. HALLWAY SAME TIME

A SECURITY GUARD is on his rounds. He swipes his badge onthe same wall pad as Craig did earlier. Goes through thedoor and enters a suite of offices.

INT. OFFICE SAME TIME

Craig is running diagnostics on the Slade MicroTechmainframe. On his laptop screen the GRAPHIC READOUTindicates the test is 80 percent complete...

INTERCUT: SECURITY GUARD/CRAIG

The Security Guard opens the door of each office in thesuite. The lights pop on when he enters motion sensors.

Meanwhile, Craig taps a finger on the side of the laptop.Waiting. The readout indicates 95 percent complete...

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)The pulse check is due any second now.If that diagnostic isnt complete bythen, the pulse will alert securitythat the mainframes been compromised.

CRAIGReally? Thanks. I didnt know that.


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36.The Security Guard opens the door of Craigs office. Thelights pop on, he scans with his eyes. Underneath thedesk, Craig holds his breath as the diagnostic readout hits100 percent! The Security Guard exits and closes the door.Right afterward the notebook softly DINGS. Craig peeksover the desk. The coast is clear.

CRAIGWe got bupkis.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)What?! Are you sure?!

CRAIGAs death and taxes. The master filesarent here.

INT. LADIES ROOM NIGHT

Rachel is at the mirror next to ROXIE, a very attractivesocialite in her mid-thirties. Shes one of the MILFS.

ROXIEYour brother is just yummy, Ronnie! Icould gobble him up!

RACHELHe does have a certain charm about him.

ROXIEListen, Ronnie, I know Im prying herebut, well, is Rhys seeing anyone?

RACHELExcuse me?!

ROXIEIm going to ask him out. I hope thatdoesnt create a problem.

RACHELUm... Well, no, I guess not

ROXIEI know you probably think this is justsome sort of cougar thing, Ronnie,but I really felt a strong vibe betweenyour brother and me.


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37.Rachel reacts. Roxie smiles at her in the mirror thenleaves, excited and ready to pursue her prey. Rachel stillcant believe her ears when

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Rachel. Rachel, do you read me?

RACHEL(recovering)

Yes.

INT. DS6 OPERATIONS CENTER, MITRAS CUBICLE

Were looking at Rachels reflection in the mirror throughthe camera in her necklace.

MITRASounds like Craigs found a playmate.

INTERCUT: RACHEL/MITRA

RACHELIm not amused, Mitra. What is it?

MITRAThe master files arent on theheadquarters mainframe.

RACHELAre you sure?

MITRAYummy seemed quite sure.

RACHELThen its on Slades yacht? How are wesupposed to get it there?

MITRA

Slade bought you a six thousand dollarYves Saint Laurent just to charm youout of it. Im sure hed like hischances even more with a bikini.

EXT. YACHT DAY

A beautiful sailboat slices through Puget Sound. Rachel, ina bikini, suns on deck, hot in more ways than one.


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38.SLADE (O.S.)

Looks like its time for moresunscreen.

Slade makes his way to her from the stern cockpit.

RACHELThank you.

She sits up and he rubs her back and shoulders, admiringthe sensuous curves of her body.

SLADEYou know, I was surprised when youasked to come sailing with me.

RACHEL

Really?

SLADEYes, considering...

RACHELLosing our parents to the sea hasntdulled Rhys or my love of the ocean.Its so rare that we have a chance toenjoy sailing. Most of our time spenton the water these days is in protestsof one sort or another... Evan, I hopeyou dont think it presumptuous of me,asking you to bring me out on your boatso willy-nilly.

SLADE(smiles)

Not at all. I was hoping wed have achance to get better acquainted.

INT. HOTEL SUITE DAY

On the computer screen we see Slade smile at Rachel. Hisimage is being transmitted via her necklace.

CRAIGI really, really hate you, Slade.

Craig is watching the billionaire make a move on his wife.On a second laptop computer we see 3D schematics of theyacht and its various high-tech systems.


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39.RACHEL (V.O., FILTERED)

Too bad Rhys is feeling under theweather. He wouldve loved to join us.

SLADE (V.O., FILTERED)Yes, its too bad. Another Mai-Tai?

EXT. YACHT - LATER

Rachel, now in a fashionable cover up, is at the helm withSlade close behind her, his hands on her waist.

SLADEVery well done, Ronnie. Youre quitethe sailor.

RACHELWe practically lived on Gulf St.Vincent when I was growing up. Dad andMom were rarely home, but when they

were we were on the water together. Ofcourse, we never sailed anything quiteas spectacular as your Zephyr.

SLADE(close to her ear)

And Ive never sailed anything quite asspectacular as you, Ronnie.

She smiles, allows his embrace from behind, then SUDDENLYTURNS THE WHEEL, throwing him off balance onto the deck.

RACHELOh, Evan! Are you alright?!

INT. BELOW DECK LATER

Rachel is coming downstairs.

RACHEL(calls out)

I wont be a moment, Evan.

Rachel crosses the cabin, pulls a tiny com-link earpiecefrom her bikini top and sticks it in her ear.

RACHELOkay, Im below deck. Now what?


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40.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)I dont know, how about you slip intosomething a little more comfortable foryour new boyfriend.

RACHELNot now, Craig. Stay focused.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)The computers in Slades stateroom.

INT. YACHT, SLADES STATEROOM - CONTINUOUS

Rachel makes a beeline to Slades stateroom. She quicklyscans the area a massive round bed is the centerpiece of

the luxurious cabin.

RACHELWhere is it?

INT. HOTEL SUITE CONTINUOUS

Craig sees the bed on his computer screen and reacts, Ohgreat! He punches keys. A blinking dot pinpoints theexact spot of the hidden computer.

CRAIGFigures.

INTERCUT: SLADES STATEROOM/HOTEL SUITE

RACHELWell?

CRAIGBehind the headboard of the bed.

RACHEL(sighs)

Of course.

She climbs on the bed, moves pillows aside, feels aroundfor a crease and eventually finds it. She hears somethingand spins around just as

SLADEHi there.


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41.Slade is in the doorway with an enormous grin on his face.Hes holding two MAI-TAIS.

SLADEI thought wed get comfortable downhere with a couple of cocktails, but itlooks as though youre way ahead of me.

Rachel relaxes, cool and sexy on the outside, mind racingon the inside.

CRAIGYou have GOT to be kidding me!

RACHELWell, Evan, it has been a long timesince... the last Mai-Tai.

Slade smiles devilishly, crosses the cabin, hands her aMai-Tai and sits on the bed. They clink glasses.

CRAIGOh, hell no! Rache! RACHEL!

Rachel tugs at her ear gently, palms the earpiece. ToSlade it looks like an inviting gesture. Craig, seeing itall through the necklace camera, is apoplectic. He gets tohis feet and paces like a caged tiger!

Rachel takes a sip of her cocktail to buy time. Slade doesthe same. She stares into his eyes.

RACHELEvan, theres something you should knowabout me.

(beat, lowers her eyes)Im a virgin.

Craig stops pacing. His jaw drops. Slade is equallyastonished, believing the lie.

SLADEI have to say, those are the last wordsI expected to hear you say.

(off her reaction)What I mean is, for a woman asbeautiful as you to have savedyourself... Well, its truly amazing inthis day and age.


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42.RACHEL

Its not that I havent had strongfeelings for men before. I certainlyhave. But Ive just been so committedto our cause that theres never beenenough time for, well... love.

He touches her cheek gently. Looks into her eyes.

SLADEWe have time now, Ronnie. All the timeyou need.

He leans in to kiss her. She accidentally pours hercocktail on his lap, dodges yet another bullet.

RACHEL

(blushes)Oh, God, Im such a klutz!

Craig smiles at Rachels quick thinking. Thats his girl!

EXT. YACHT SUNSET

A bikinied Rachel comes out of the water, climbs up theladder of the yacht. Slade climbs out after her. As sherings out her hair, he drapes a towel around her.

RACHELThank you, Evan. A swim was just whatI needed.

The expression on Slades face tells us he needed somethingelse. Rachel admires the setting sun.

RACHELIts beautiful, isnt it?

SLADE

Like gazing upon the face of Godhimself.

Beat. She looks up at him and for the first time sees theman, not just the mark.

RACHELYou are a curiosity, Evan Slade.


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43.SLADE

Ive been called a lot of things, but Idont think Ive ever heard that one.

RACHELYoure a technological genius who hasbuilt your company and your fortune onthe strength of cold, hard logic, yetyou speak of God as though you are atrue believer.

SLADEI do believe, Ronnie.

RACHELBut most people like you would sayscience and religion are at odds.

SLADEI believe God imbued man with the powerof higher thought for a divine purpose- to create and harness the power oftechnology for the good of mankind.

RACHELIs that why youve given millions toprotect the environment?

SLADEYes... and to fight famine in Africaand fund disaster relief in Micronesia.Ronnie, most of the worlds greattragedies are manmade; I believe that

man can right his wrongs with theproper application of technology.

Her sympathetic smile reflects her knowledge of the world.

RACHELThats a very noble sentiment, Evan.

But I believe simple human kindnesswould help to avoid most of the worldsgreat tragedies. Unfortunately, unliketechnology, its always in short supply

when we need it most.

Theres a moment of agreement between them; we see that shegenuinely likes him.


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44.EXT. PIER SUNSET

A middle-aged EUROPEAN-LOOKING MAN strolls along the pier.Hes in sailing togs and carries a tumbler with a cocktailumbrella sticking out of the top. THREE PRETTY GIRLSapproach him; he smiles woozily, tips his ball cap. Thegirls roll their eyes and laugh after theyve passed him.

PIER MOMENTS LATER

The European-looking Man is in a dinghy. He rows towardthe sailboats anchored in the harbor.

INT. YACHT, BATHROOM/BEDROOM NIGHT

We start on Slade in the shower. Hes humming a tune as he

lathers up. Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Rachel, in a whitedress, is on the bed trying to open the compartment behindthe headboard.

RACHEL(whispers)

I cant find a mechanism for openingit. Dont want to force it...

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Maybe hes got it rigged to open whenyou bump it with your head later.

RACHELVery funny. Not. And dont think Idont know about you and Roxie.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Roxie?

RACHELSo now youre playing dumb? Maybe youremember her as Mrs. Taylor, that

fifty-year-old floozy from thereception the other night.

INT. HOTEL SUITE SAME TIME

CRAIGHmmm. Roxie Taylor? Im drawing ablank, Rache.


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45.INTERCUT: RACHEL/CRAIG

RACHELWell talk about it when I get home,Mister.... Wait a sec.

CRAIGYou got something?

Rachel presses something behind a pillow and the headboardopens up, revealing a hidden compartment of dials, readoutsand computer graphics. Rachel smiles like only a thief

whos found the loot can.

Then we become aware that the shower has stopped. Racheldoes too and starts pressing the headboard to close thecompartment, trying desperately to find the spot again...

INT. YACHT, BATHROOM/BEDROOM CONTINUOUS

Slade checks his face in the mirror, likes what he sees as always. He wraps a towel around his waist, heads out ofthe bathroom. In the bedroom, he stops, senses something.

INT. YACHT, OUTSIDE STATEROOM CONTINUOUS

Rachel is pressed against a wall right outside of thebedroom. She breathes a sigh of relief.

CRAIG (V.O., FILTERED)Rache, you alright?

RACHELYeah.

INT. HOTEL SUITE - NIGHT

Craig is monitoring two laptops, munching on CHEETOS. ADOORBELL RINGS. The LIGHT for hearing impaired guests alsoFLASHES next to the door. He considers ignoring it butrealizes the hotel staff will just come in anyway.

He quickly hides both laptop computers, goes to the door,looks through the peep hole. The Maid. He opens the doora crack. Craig looks at her, deafly questioning with hiseyes. She speaks clearly and distinctly so that he canread her lips.


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46.MAID

I have fresh towels for the room, Mr.Jones. May I please come in? Illjust be a moment.

Shes holding fluffy folded TOWELS. He opens the door,ushers her inside. She nods politely. He turns to goabout his business then stops cold. The Maid has droppedthe towels and pressed the SILENCER of a WALTHER PPK to theback of his head.

MAIDPlease dont do anything stupid Mr.Richards. We dont want to harm you.

Mossad Agents #1 and #2 slip into the suite and close thedoor. Craig turns slowly and raises his hands.

Off his Uh-oh expression...FADE OUT.

END OF ACT THREE


47/59

47.ACT FOUR

FADE IN:


Craig is on the sofa, surrounded by the Mossad Agents.

CRAIGYou mean you never believed the U.S.

would allow him to sell you thetechnology? Whatever happened to beingfriends and allies?

MOSSAD AGENT #1This from the man hired to steal thenext gen nano-tech master files so that

our government couldnt get them.

CRAIGHired?! Look, Rachel and I never askedto be mixed up in this mess. Were notbeing paid for this job. Believe me,theres nothing in this for us.

MOSSAD AGENT #2Really? I wouldnt call fifteen totwenty in Allenwood for the Misses anda life of nickel and diming for younothing.

CRAIGYou seem to know a lot about us, so youshould know we didnt have much choice.

(ref. the Maids gun)Whats the game plan here anyway?

MAIDAfter your wife has secured the masterfiles, well contact your handlers to

arrange a swap: you for the files.

CRAIGMaybe you dont know as much as Ithought you did. Rachels the HDTV,Im the geek squad. They need her andthat file a lot more than they need me.


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48.MOSSAD AGENT #1

Your government may not value you, Mr.Richards, but I believe your wife willconsider her options more carefully.

After all, she wouldnt want you tospend the next ten years detained in anIsraeli political prison.

CRAIGWell in case you havent been payingattention, she seems to be working on afew new options.

He gestures to the computer screen, where...

EXT. YACHT NIGHT

...Slade pours another glass of wine for Rachel.

RACHELThis day has been like something from afairy tale. Simply marvelous, Evan.Youve been so kind... and patient.

SLADEKeep talking like that Ill forget thatIm supposed to be the big bad wolf.

RACHEL(blushing)

And Im Little Red Riding Hood?

Their eyes lock; she really has gotten to him.

SLADEIts late. I should weigh anchor andget us headed back in.

RACHEL

Ill clear away dinner and securethings below.

SLADEI want to see you again, Ronnie. Afteryouve returned to Australia.

She fights the twinge of guilt building inside of her.


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49.RACHEL

Id like that too, Evan. Very much.

Before he leaves, she allows him to kiss her softly on thecheek. She watches him go forward. Then her eyes narrow:time to go to work.

INT. HOTEL SUITE SAME TIME

The Maid stands over Craigs shoulder watching the sceneplay out on the computer screen.

MAIDShes good.

Craig works on both laptops under the watchful eyes of the

Mossad Agents.

MOSSAD AGENT #1What are you doing?

CRAIGHacking into the yachts computingsystem. Rachel will upload the nano-tech master files to my laptop. At thesame time Ill be replacing them withalias files that contain a virus.

MOSSAD AGENT #2So without knowing it, Slade was goingto sell us tainted goods?

CRAIGHappy Hanukkah.

INT. YACHT, SLADES STATEROOM - NIGHT

Rachel has opened the secret compartment in the headboard,

plugged in the TRANSMITTER DRIVE, watches the files upload.

INT. HOTEL SUITE CONTINUOUS

Craig monitors his laptops. The first screen shows WHATRACHEL SEES; the second shows the PROGRESS OF THE MASTERFILES BEING UPLOADED AND THE VIRUS-INFECTED FILES BEINGDOWNLOADED. Both are...


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50.CRAIG

Sixty-five percent complete.

RACHEL (V.O., FILTERED)Cant you speed it up? The boats

moving. Hell be down any minute now.

Craig glances at the silencer pointed at his head. The gunand the Maids eyes say, Not a word.

CRAIGGoing as fast as I can, Rache.

INTERCUT: YACHT/HOTEL SUITE

Slade, at the helm, lays a course into the automatic pilot.Below deck, Rachel, her face illuminated by the glow of

electronics, watches coolly as the uploading continues.

In the suite, Craigs eyes are glued to the computerscreens. A bead of sweat rolls down his face. In theb.g., Mossad Agents #1 and #2 stand around casually.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Craig...

Craig reacts to Mitras voice in his ear. Keeps his cool.

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Craig, we know there are three agentsin the room with you. Listen to mecarefully, Craig. They are not Mossad.We have to take them out before theupload of the files is complete. Doyou understand?

CRAIGAlright... Upload eighty percentcomplete.

Craig smiles thinly at the Maid. Wipes sweat from hisbrow. Slade leaves the helm, goes below, moves through theyacht, forward to his stateroom.

SLADE (O.S.)(calls out)

Ronnie.

Rachel looks at the bedroom door! The upload is only 80percent complete! Slade is getting closer.


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51.SLADE (O.S.)

(calls out)Ronnie, you okay down here?

Shes off the bed, crossing the room. Slade comes into thestateroom, sees Rachel at the bedroom door.

RACHEL(covering)

Hi. I was just on my way up.

SLADEWhats going on?

She loops her arms around his waist and smiles sweetly.

RACHEL

Nothing, Evan.

WHAM! Theyre knocked to the floor by a sudden impact.

SLADEWhat the hell?!

In the hotel suite, the Mossad Agents are just as startledas Slade and Rachel are.

MAIDWhat the hell happened?!

MOSSAD AGENT #1Did they hit something?! A whale?!

On deck, Slade and Rachel and through her necklace-cameraCraig and the Agents see whats happened. They yacht hascollided with another, smaller sailboat. Both are dead inthe water.

The European-looking Man from the pier (RUSSIAN) is on thebow of the smaller craft, examining the situation. Hes

clearly drunk. He speaks with a thick Russian accent.

RUSSIANOh. Ahoy there, my friends!

SLADE(anger rising)

Idiot! What the hell did you do to myboat?!


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52.RUSSIAN

(cheerfully ignorant)Sorry about that, my friend! Mustveturned port when I shouldve turned tostarboard... Or was it starboard when Ishouldve turned port?

SLADEAre you insane?! Have you beendrinking?!

RUSSIAN(looks over the side)

This doesnt look too bad. Believe me,friend, Ive seen lots worse!

Slade leans to look at the damage. Rachels behind him.

RACHELWere not sinking are we?

RUSSIAN (O.S.)WHOA!

SPLASH! The Russian has fallen overboard!

RACHELOh my! Evan, do something!

SLADEJesus!

Slade peels off his shirt and shoes and dives in after theRussian! In the hotel suite, the Agents are astonished.

MOSSAD AGENT #2Are they for real?

Craig watches his computer screens. On screen number one,we see that Rachel has left Slades side and is headed

below deck. On screen number two, the upload continues: 96percent complete. The Maids FINGER TIGHTENS on thetrigger of her Walther PPK.

BAM! The door of the suite BLOWS OPEN and the windowsSHATTER as an ASSAULT TEAM crash in. The Mossad imitatorsbarely have a chance to react, mowed down instantly by theblack-clad assault team. A stunned Craig looks up at theMaid a single bullet hole through her forehead just asshe keels over and falls to the floor.


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53.Mitra removes her assault helmet. She shot the maid.Craig looks at Mitra, his jaw drops. Whoa!

In Slades stateroom, Rachel kneels on the giant bed, waitsimpatiently for the upload/download to finish.

RACHELTalk to me, Sweetie. Where are we?

MITRA (V.O., FILTERED)Any second now, Rachel.

RACHELMitra? Wheres Craig?! Whats going

CRAIGIm fine, Rache.

In the suite, Craig is mentally pulling it together as theDS6 agents work at clearing bodies and the rest of their

mess away. On the computer screen, the readout indicatesthe upload/download is 100 percent complete...

CRAIGIts done!

Rachel pulls out the transmitter, closes the compartmentand re-fluffs the pillows.

EXT. YACHT NIGHT

The Russian is on the forward deck. Slade stands over him,fuming. Rachel comes up from behind with blankets and aFirst Aid kit. She puts the blankets over the Russian.They exchange a look: do they recognize one another?

RACHELAre you alright?

RUSSIANThank you, pretty lady. I suppose Illlive, thanks to your husband.

SLADEDamn drunk fool. Hes lucky he didntkill himself or somebody else.

Rachel looks up at Slade, turns on the girlish admiration.


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54.RACHEL

Oh, Evan, you saved his life! Yousaved a mans life!

Rachel stands and hugs him tightly and gives him a big kisson the lips. Slades ire melts away.

SLADEId better go hail the Coast Guard.

When Slade leaves, the Russian winks at Rachel.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. PRIVATE JET IN FLIGHT - NIGHT

Mitra is debriefing Craig and Rachel, a blonde again.

MITRASlades people wont discover the virusuntil hes in meetings with Israelidefense executives. A tadembarrassing, but his scientists willundoubtedly correct the problem.

RACHELSo in addition to violating ourConstitution by stealing from an

American citizen, well also tarnishthe reputation of a good man.

MITRAI wouldnt shed too many tears for him,Rachel. Slade will make a sale withinthe year and net several hundred

million dollars. The important thingis now that we have the master files,our own scientists can keep pace with

whatever new developments Slades R andD team make to his nano-technology.

CRAIGWhat about the phony Mossad agents?

MITRAAt one time they were legitimateoperatives, but they went rogue about ayear ago. They planned to sell thetechnology to the highest bidder, most

(MORE)


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55.MITRA (CONTD.)

likely the Chinese. From there, itdonly be a matter of time before itfound its way to a cave in Afghanistan.

CRAIGMitra, I never got around to thankingyou... for saving my life. Thanks.

MITRAI do my job, you do yours. Its allpart of the plan, Craig.

She stands to go to the front of the plane, pauses.

MITRAWe caught a break when that drunken

buffoon rammed into Slades yacht.Without that distraction we may nothave achieved total surprise. Thingscouldve gotten messy.

RACHELJust goes to show, not even you superspooks can control everything.

Mitra considers this. Unconvinced, she leaves. Rachelturns to Craig and caresses his face.

RACHELOh Sweetie, that had to be a horribleexperience. You sure youre alright?

CRAIGIm fine now. I never thought Id beglad to see Mitra show up.

RACHELWere just assets to them, Craig.Dont ever forget that.

CRAIGYeah, I know. You know, I did somedigging into this DS6 and on Mitra.

RACHELAnd?


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56.CRAIG

Bupkis. These guys must be thespookiest of spooks. But I did learnone thing.

RACHELYeah, whats that?

CRAIGMitra is the Persian word forFriend.

INT. CRAIG & RACHELS BROWNSTONE - NIGHT

A comfortable, tastefully furnished apartment that reflectsthe on-the-go lifestyle of a young, urban couple. Rachel

and Craig are preparing for a dinner party.

RACHELLet me get this straight. You toldMitzi and Cliff that you left me?

CRAIG(uncorks a bottle of wine)

Yeah.

RACHELFor another woman?

CRAIGMmmmm-hmmm.

RACHELAnd that I quit my job, followed youall the way to Topeka and spent thelast year trying to win you back?

CRAIGYep. She was an older, undersexed

woman with lots of money.

RACHELAnd they believed you?!

He smiles. She rolls her eyes. Youve got to be kidding!

The DOORBELL RINGS. She watches him cross to the door.When he opens it...


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57.MITZI (O.S.)

Craigy!

MITZI and CLIFF RICHARDS come in. Both in their earlyfifties, shes the exuberant real estate agent type; hes acareer civil servant. Mitzi throws her arms around hersons neck, kisses him hard on both cheeks.

CRAIGHi Mom, Dad.

CLIFF(slapping Craigs back)

Son, its great to have you back intown!

Rachel comes up, a lovely smile on her face. Mitzi breaks

away from Craig and flings her arms around her.

MITZIOh Rachel! Thank you, thank you, dear!

(to Cliff)Didnt I tell you, Hon?! Our Craigycouldnt go wrong with a girl likethis... A woman who loves her man and

will go to any lengths, do anything tokeep him!

Rachel smiles ironically and shares a look with Craig.

RACHELYes, Mitzi. Anything.

INT. LIVING ROOM MINUTES LATER

The foursome sits around the cocktail table.

MITZIBelieve me, its a story youll tell

your grandchildren, dear. Riskingeverything your career, your home,your heart to save your marriage!

(then scolding)And you, Craigy! I could just slap yousilly! Going off after some hussy really, dear, anyone named Roxie hasgot to be bad news!

Craig reddens with contriteness. Rachel conceals a smile.


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58.CLIFF

Now Mitzi, enough of that. The kidsare back together now and thats allthat matters. They even managed to gettheir old place back.

MITZIYes, howd you two manage that?! Abrownstone in Georgetown is almostimpossible to get in this market. Ihave clients who would kill for a placelike this.

RACHELCraigy has a new friend withconnections, dont you, Sweetie?

MITZIOh. Id love to me him, Craigy.

RACHELHer.

MITZI(suddenly suspicious)

Ohhhh.

The DOORBELL RINGS. Craig and his parents react.

RACHELSpeaking of friends. I hope you dont

mind, I invited Uncle Benny to join us.

Faces drop. Uncle Benny is not a favorite. Rachel goes tothe door, opens it to reveal that BENNY is the drunkenRussian sailor. His smile is larcenous. His accent is gone.

BENNYRachel! Baby! Welcome home!

INT. DS6 OPERATIONS CENTER SAME TIME

Were looking at a glass of diet chai iced tea. WIDENANGLE to show the family reunion in Rachel and Craigsliving room is being viewed on a computer monitor. Mitrapicks up the glass of iced tea, takes a sip.


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59.DS6 AGENT

Benjamin Baxter, aka Ben Bannister andBenny the Lip. Born Dmitri Romanov inGrozny. Rap sheet a mile long. Mostlysmall-time burglaries.

MITRAIs he really her uncle?

DS6 AGENTYes. Her fathers brother. Her onlyliving relative. Taught her the art ofthe con and how to steal when she was akid. But shes upped her game over theyears... Shall we tag him?

Mitra stares thoughtfully at Uncle Benny on the screen.

MITRA(beat)

No... Lets allow our Mr. and Mrs.Jones to believe there is still somepart of their lives we dont control...For now.

FADE OUT.

END OF EPISODE

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