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               Lost Contact.

               Written by Andrew Crawford.

               At various points throughout SCENE 1 we get INTERCUT 
               glimpses of footage from the following scene, SCENE 2, 
               involving the CLOSE UP of a pair of hands weighing and 
               packaging small lumps of hash.

           1   EXT. INDUSTRIAL UNITS (UNDER SECURITY LIGHT) -- NIGHT          1   

               TRACKING slowly looking down on two men under a security 
               light.  There is nobody around and all is quiet.

               TRACKING MEDIUM on one of the men, fairly tidy looking in 
               a dark outfit and smoking a cigarette.

               He is holding a gun out in front of him (a Desert Eagle 
               9mm) and aimed down towards the ground.

               TRACKING CLOSE UP, very low to the ground, on the other 
               man.  He is on his knees with his head pressed right to 
               the ground and his hands out either side, fingers spread 
               wide.

               We don't know what is going on here.

               CUT TO BLACK SCREEN.

               Words appear ON SCREEN.

                                     
                         "Whether he be a sinner or no, I 
                         know not..."

                                        - Book of John, ch 9, verse 25

               CUT BACK TO SCENE 1.

               We observe this scene from different angles for what seems 
               like quite a while, one man standing over the other, smoking 
               nonchalantly and aiming his gun.

               The man standing says something 'matter of fact' while 
               gesturing with his gun.

                                     MAN STANDING
                         Hands.

               The man on his knees lifts both hands off the ground leaving 
               his face to take his weight on the concrete.

               MEDIUM/WIDE on both men for a moment.

               CUT TO BLACK SCREEN:

               We hear dialogue from the following scene over the BLACK 
               SCREEN.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           1   CONTINUED:                                                     1   

                                     VOICE
                         Well I know for a fact it wasn't 
                         suicide.

                                                                 CUT TO:

           2   INT.  DARK ROOM (WAREHOUSE SPACE) -- NIGHT                     2   

               The same two men from SCENE 1 are now sitting opposite 
               each other at a table lit by a single overhead lamp in a 
               large room.  We can just make out furniture etc dotted 
               around in the darkness.

               The man who was standing and aiming his gun in SCENE 1 is 
               sitting and smoking a cigarette while telling a tale to 
               the other. His name is SAM and his was the voice we heard 
               over the BLACK SCREEN.

               Opposite him sits BECK.  Beck was the man on his knees in 
               SCENE 1 and also owns the pair of hands which are weighing 
               and packaging small amounts of hash.  He continues to do 
               this throughout this scene.  On the table lies narcotic 
               paraphernalia, empty beer cans, cigarette packets etc and 
               something else we don't see too clearly... a Smith And 
               Wesson .38 special.  It lies on the table next to Beck's 
               right hand.

                                     BECK
                         What?

                                     SAM
                         I said I know for a fact it wasn't 
                         suicide.

                                     BECK
                         Suicide.  I know.  That's what I 
                         heard.

                                     SAM
                         No... I said it wasn't.  It wasn't 
                         suicide.

                                     BECK
                         Not suicide.  You sure?

                                     SAM
                         Yeah I'm sure.  Everyone knew he 
                         drank like a fuckin' Guppy.  He 
                         crossed those tracks every night 
                         on his way home from the pub.

                                     BECK
                         He drank?

                                     SAM
                         Yeah he fuckin' drank Beck, you 
                         know he did.  What's the matter 
                         with you?

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           2   CONTINUED:                                                     2   

                                     BECK
                         Don't remember him bein' a 
                         drinker... or the suicidal type.

                                     SAM
                         I already told you it wasn't 
                         suicide.  Jesus Beck, is it 
                         deliberate?

                                     BECK
                         What?

                                     SAM
                         This behavior.

                                     BECK
                         Behavior?  What the fuck are you 
                         talking about?

                                     SAM
                         Okay... Shudd'up.  Shudd'up and 
                         just listen for a minute.  Kelly 
                         spent all his spare time at that 
                         place and walked home the same way 
                         every night.  To get home he had 
                         to walk across the railway line  
                         at the bottom of the road.

                                     BECK
                         Trains.

                                     SAM
                         What?

                                     BECK
                         You're talkin' about trains now.

                                     SAM
                         Beck... what the fuck is wrong 
                         with your hearing?

                                     BECK
                              (Facial expression 
                              shows agreement)
                         Yeah I know... it's the...

               Beck hits the side of his head with the palm of his hand.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         ... fuckin' weather.

                                     SAM
                         Weather?

                                     BECK
                         Yeah it's... it's the change in 
                         air pressure man it fucks up my 
                         inner ear.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           2   CONTINUED: (2)                                                 2   

               Beck hits the side of his head once more and shakes it 
               gently from side to side.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         That's better.

                                     SAM
                         Hear me now?

                                     BECK
                         Jesus Sam no need to shout... just 
                         talk normal.

               Beck picks up the revolver without thinking while keen to 
               continue the conversation.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Okay... so you reckon Kelly 
                         committed suicide.

                                     SAM
                         No... that's what everyone else is 
                         sayin' an' I'm tryin' to tell you 
                         different.

               Beck opens the revolving chamber of the gun and spins it 
               before swinging it shut, all in one smooth movement.

               He then puts the gun against his head and pulls the trigger.  
               We hear a click.  The chamber is empty and he rests the 
               gun back down on the table.

               Neither says anything for a moment.

                                     SAM (CONT'D)
                         You know Beck, that's fucked up.

                                     BECK
                         What...
                              (Refers to gun)
                         ... this?

                                     SAM
                         You been at that a few weeks now.  
                         I thought it was a...phase.

                                     BECK
                              (Dismissive)
                         Never mind about that...

                                     SAM
                              (Chuckles)
                         Never mind!... Jesus Beck, if you're 
                         gonna' blow your head off you could 
                         do it in your own fuckin' time.

                                     BECK
                         This is my time Sam.
                                     (MORE)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           2   CONTINUED: (3)                                                 2   

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         You're a guest.
                              (Chuckle)
                         Anyway, it's all under control.

                                     SAM
                         Under control... you're dicing 
                         with death.

                                     BECK
                         Dice have got nothing to do with 
                         it.

                                     SAM
                         What!

                                     BECK
                         It ain't nothing to do with chance 
                         Sam.  It's about mind over m...

                                     SAM
                         Forget it.  Forget I mentioned 
                         anything.  It's none of my business 
                         okay.

                                     BECK
                         No I mean if you're askin' Sam I'm 
                         happy to talk about it.

                                     SAM
                         I said I don't wanna' know Beck.  
                         It's a gamblin' thing an' I really 
                         don't care so... just... never 
                         mind.

               Neither speak for a moment.

                                     BECK
                         Yeah, so anyway... what were you 
                         sayin' about Kelly killin' himself?

                                     SAM
                         I was sayin' Kelly didn't fuckin' 
                         kill himself.  A couple of weeks 
                         back old Mike found him one morning 
                         passed out.  Turned out Kelly was 
                         walkin' home pissed one night...

           3   EXT. QUIET COUNTRY LANE -- NIGHT                               3   

               We watch a man staggering down a country lane.  It is KELLY.

               Sam's voice is heard as a VOICE OVER.

               Kelly arrives at a set of railway tracks.

                                     SAM (V.O.)
                         ... an' he comes to the railway 
                         tracks as usual.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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               He stumbles up the bank towards the tracks.

                                     SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         He stumbles up the bank towards 
                         the tracks...

               Kelly then trips and falls over.

                                     SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         ... then trips over his own feet 
                         and falls over.

               C.U. Kelly's head and shoulders.  He doesn't hit his head 
               but just lies there, unable to move and with his head above 
               the single metal rail.

                                     SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         He just lies there for a minute... 
                         so pissed he can't get up.  He 
                         starts getting comfortable and 
                         then sleepy.

               Kelly's eyelids start to droop and his head gets lower and 
               lower.

               We watch as his head comes to rest on the rail before he 
               slips into a deep sleep, letting out a content groan 
               followed by heavy breathing.

                                     SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         He falls asleep right there on the 
                         fuckin' rail.

           4   INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                                        4   

               We are back with Sam and Beck.

                                     BECK
                         Jesus Christ he's just layin' there?

                                     SAM
                         That's right but lucky for him 
                         around seven the next morning Mike 
                         comes by walkin' his dog.  He finds 
                         Kelly there passed out on the track.  
                         He wakes him up and lifts him off 
                         not twenty minutes before the seven 
                         forty six into London comes 
                         screamin' past.

               Beck chuckles.

                                     SAM (CONT'D)
                         You can laugh Beck but if you ask 
                         me that seven forty six caught up 
                         with old Kelly a week or so later 
                         an' he...

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           4   CONTINUED:                                                     4   

                                     BECK
                         ... lost his head?

               Pause.

                                     SAM
                         That's right.  That's exactly right.  
                         Couldn't have put it better myself.

               Pause.  Neither speak for a minute.

                                     BECK
                         Man you know a lot of stuff Sam, 
                         you know that?

                                     SAM
                              (Chuckles)
                         Shut u...

                                     BECK
                         No I mean it Sam... I mean... you're 
                         one clever fucking guy.  You know 
                         what I'm sayin'?

               Silence.  Nobody speaks for a moment.  They both maintain 
               dead serious expressions.

               It is Beck who finally starts to crack and stifled chuckles 
               well up from inside him.

               Sam keeps his expression straight for a moment longer then 
               also begins to chuckle.

                                     SAM
                         What's so funny?

                                     BECK
                              (Cocks his ear)
                         What?

                                     SAM
                              (Points his finger)
                         Don't you dare...

               Pause.

                                     BECK
                         Listen...

                                     SAM
                         I have been.  Nothin' wrong with 
                         my hearing.

                                     BECK
                         Yeah, yeah.  Look I checked out 
                         the possibilities surrounding all 
                         that activity down at the docks.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           4   CONTINUED: (2)                                                 4   

                                     SAM
                         And?

                                     BECK
                         There's a bloke I wanna'see first.

                                     SAM
                         Don't wait an eternity Beck.

                                     BECK
                         Well Jesus Christ Sam you know you 
                         gotta' be organised for this kind 
                         of thing.  Can't just go charging 
                         in like a bull in a haystack.

                                     SAM
                         A what?

                                     BECK
                         I told you I had a contact who 
                         knew about stuff goin' on down 
                         there an' now we gotta' go to the 
                         next level.  Be sure of what we're 
                         dealing with.

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Beck! Make it sound like 
                         Chicago.

                                     BECK
                         Can't be too careful.  Gotta' say 
                         though Sam, seems a bit weird that 
                         you're needing to do something 
                         more...'elaborate'... shall we 
                         say.

                                     SAM
                         Yeah well something's come up.

                                     BECK
                         Something's come up?

                                     SAM
                         That's right.

               We look at Sam for a moment.  Nobody speaks.

                                                                CUT TO:

           5   INT.  CAFE -- DAY                                              5   

               Sam sits anxiously at a table with a cup of coffee and a 
               cigarette.  He looks at his watch.

               He recognises a man entering the cafe.

               The man approaches the table.  We look at Sam from this 
               man's P.O.V. as he walks towards the table.  This is in 
               SLOW MOTION.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           5   CONTINUED:                                                     5   

           6   EXT. CAFE -- DAY                                               6   

               CAMERA looks through the glass front of the cafe and slowly 
               ZOOMS in on sam and this other man as they talk.  We do 
               not hear what they are saying, only the soundtrack as they 
               talk.

               We see their lips moving and observe this for a moment.

               Sam then passes a brown envelope to the man who takes it 
               and tucks it away inside his jacket.

                                                            CUT BACK TO:

           7   INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                                        7   

               Beck continues to weigh his dope and Sam just smokes as 
               they sit in silence for a moment.

               Beck then picks up the revolver once more.

                                     BECK
                         I thought you were doin' pretty 
                         well at the... the er... aren't 
                         you a musician or something.

               C.U. Sam's face.

                                                                 CUT TO:

               BLACK SCREEN.

               Words appear ON SCREEN.

                             "Every child is an artist...

               We hear the clicking sounds of case buckles being undone.

               A classical guitar passes upwards through the picture.

           8   INT.  ANOTHER DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                               8   

               A man sits down with a classical guitar on his lap.  It is 
               Sam.  We can just make out his face in shadow.

               He strokes the neck of the guitar.  We view this from 
               several angles.  He then goes to adjust one of the tuning 
               pegs.

               FADE TO BLACK.

               More words appear ON SCREEN.

                       "... the problem is how to remain an artist

                        when he grows up."

                                          - Pablo Picasso.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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           8   CONTINUED:                                                     8   

           9   INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                                        9   

               MEDIUM on Beck as he spins the bullet chamber once more.  
               He swings it shut and puts the barrel to his head.

               EXTREME C.U. on Sam's face as he sits looking at Beck.

               He just puffs his cigarette.

                                     SAM
                         There's no money in it.

                                                                 CUT TO:

          10   INT. OTHER DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                                 10   

               Opening credits begin.

               Sam launches into a blistering piece of solo guitar playing 
               as the opening credits roll.

               We watch him play from all angles illuminated only by a 
               single overhead light.

               Opening credits end.

               Sam finishes the opening title music.

                                                               FADE OUT:

               FADE IN:

          11   EXT. DESERTED RAILWAY YARD -- NIGHT.                          11   

               Beck is talking to another man next to a disused railway 
               carriage.

               Sam is off to one side and puffing madly on a cigarette 
               while keeping one eye on Beck and his associate.

               Conversation can be heard going on though we cannot hear 
               what is being said.

               It suddenly flares up and Beck is given a push but quickly 
               restores a semblance of calm.  Sam looks on.

               Beck then leaves the other man and walks over towards Sam.

                                     SAM
                         What the fuck is goin' on Beck?

                                     BECK
                         Nothin'.  Nothin'.  Everything's 
                         fine.

                                     SAM
                         I mean you know this guy or what?

               Beck looks over to see the man leaving.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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          11   CONTINUED:                                                    11   

                                     BECK
                         Yeah, yeah.  It's cool.  No problem.

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Christ!

                                     BECK
                         Calm down and listen.  Turns out 
                         he knows a guy who knows a guy 
                         whose brother drives the boat.

                                     SAM
                         He knows a guy who knows a... 
                         guy's... fuckin'... brother who 
                         dri...?

                                     BECK
                         What!

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Beck...

                                     BECK
                         What!  What!

                                     SAM
                         What's the matter with you?  Sounds 
                         like an Abbott and Costello movie.

                                     BECK
                         What?

                                     SAM
                         What is that, the weather again?

                                     BECK
                         No, I mean...

                                     SAM
                         Guy's brother's friend who knows 
                         somebody on first, what's on second, 
                         who's drivin' the fuckin' boat.

                                     BECK
                         Sam what's the fuckin' problem?

                                     SAM
                         Who was he?

                                     BECK
                         He's a friend
                              (Coughs)
                         ... come on.  Jesus Christ!
                              (coughs)

               Sam turns away for a moment.

               Beck starts coughing a lot.  He bends over and tries to 
               cough it out.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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          11   CONTINUED: (2)                                                11   

                                     SAM
                              (To himself)
                         Brother's cousin's fuckin' auntie 
                         drives the fuckin' boat.
                              (To beck)
                         What is it now?

                                     BECK
                         Jesus Christ!
                              (Cough)
                         These fuckin' Marlbroughs.
                              (Cough)

               Sam just stands over him and waits patiently.

               Beck gets it under control.

                                     SAM
                         You don't drive a boat Beck.

                                     BECK
                         Yeah yeah.
                              (Cough)
                         Look... are you interested or not?

               Pause.  Sam has calmed down.

                                     SAM
                         Go on.

                                     BECK
                         Okay.
                              (Pause)
                         The first of every month.  Comes 
                         in the first of every month.  The 
                         shipment arrives at the north end 
                         of this small, secluded dockyard 
                         around 2am.  It's all pretty low 
                         key... tryin' to give the impression 
                         that not a lot is going down.  
                         Anyway the gear's unloaded, sorted 
                         and the main deal goes down around 
                         three.

                                     SAM
                         Main deal?

                                     BECK
                         Well it doesn't all get sold on in  
                         one go.  There's other customers, 
                         you know?

                                     SAM
                         They hold onto it?

                                     BECK
                         Yeah.  The place is pretty secure... 
                         you know... isolated.
                                     (MORE)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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          11   CONTINUED: (3)                                                11   

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Deals go down for about a fortnight 
                         after the initial delivery.

                                     SAM
                         So what are we talkin' about here?

                                     BECK
                         How d'ya' mean.

                                     SAM
                         I mean Beck, how much stuff is 
                         there all together?  What amounts 
                         are we talkin' about?

               Beck hesitates for a moment.

                                     BECK
                         Around half a ton but we're gonna' 
                         just grab what we can.

               Sam chuckles.

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Christ!

                                     BECK
                         I know.  I mean this is pretty 
                         organised shit Sam.  No messin' 
                         around.  We gotta' know what we're 
                         getting into.  This is gonna' piss 
                         people off.

                                     SAM
                         And that's what I'm talkin' about 
                         Beck.  We're gettin' information 
                         in a fuckin' railway yard from 
                         some guy's brother's mate who knows 
                         someone on the boat.

                                     BECK
                         Well you just gotta' trust me... 
                         Sam.

               Sam looks away.

                                     SAM
                         You don't drive a boat Beck.

                                     BECK
                         Sam?  You hear me?  You gotta' 
                         trust me.

               Sam just puffs his ciggy.

               We look at them for a moment as they just stand in silence.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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          12   EXT. BOAT YARD (DRY-DOCK) -- NIGHT                            12   

               MEDIUM on a 40 foot yacht in the corner of this boat yard.  
               It is pretty run down looking and totally dark on the 
               outside.  None of it shines in the moonlight.  Halfway up 
               the mast is a flag blowing in the breeze.

               C.U. on this flag.  It is a skull and crossbones emblem on 
               a black background.

          13   INT.  BOAT -- NIGHT.                                          13   

               We watch two figures sitting in a dimly lit, fairly spacious 
               room in the hull of this boat.  They lounge opposite each 
               other on worn out sofas.  Wall hangings from around the 
               world adorn the walls with traveling paraphernalia dotted 
               around.  There is a general 'new age junkie' feel to the 
               place.  As can be said for the two figures sitting and 
               puffing on an opium pipe placed on a small table between 
               them.

               One is TOMMY the other FELIX.

               They are both stoned.

                                     FELIX
                         I'm tellin' you man that guy... 
                         that fucking...  guy... was tryin' 
                         ta' sink the boat.

                                     TOMMY
                         No way.

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah way.  They do that shit all 
                         up and down the coast... I mean 
                         Goa man... it's become a real shit 
                         hole... you know what I'm sayin'?

                                     TOMMY
                         I dunno' man, I've never been.

                                     FELIX
                              (Surprised)
                         You never been!  Christ Tommy, you 
                         don't know what you're missin'.

                                     TOMMY
                         I'm missin' a real shit hole Felix 
                         you just said so.

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah... well, what I mean is... 
                         you gotta' experience it at least 
                         once, you know.  That's what I'm 
                         sayin'.  That's what I'm talkin' 
                         about.

               They puff on the pipe some more.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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          13   CONTINUED:                                                    13   

                                     TOMMY
                         I see, so you gotta' experience 
                         shitty places in the world for the 
                         experience, right?

                                     FELIX
                         Right... wrong.  I mean Tommy man, 
                         you know, the shit they got out 
                         there, I mean it's beautiful man.  
                         Takes you somewhere else, so the 
                         fact that Goa's becoming a dump 
                         makes no fuckin' difference.
                              (Pause)
                         You can't take everything I say so 
                         literal Tommy when I'm off my face.
                              (Chuckle)

                                     TOMMY
                         That's fuckin' true.

                                     FELIX
                         Lucky I was onto him though.  Saved 
                         the fuckin' day I did, little shit 
                         stick.

                                     TOMMY
                         What are you talkin' about now 
                         Felix?

                                     FELIX
                         I'm talkin' about the little scamp 
                         tryin' to scuttle the ship man.

                                     TOMMY
                         Oh yeah.  So you really reckon he 
                         was gonna' do it.

                                     FELIX
                         Fuck yes!

                                     TOMMY
                         I mean I don't know man. Sounds a 
                         bit far fetched.  That an' what 
                         you were sayin' about bein' 
                         illiterate when you're stoned.

                                     FELIX
                         Never said I was illiterate man, I 
                         can fuckin' read an' write.

               Tommy chuckles.

                                     TOMMY
                         Yeah man I know.  I mean I don't 
                         see how he was gonna' sink your 
                         fuckin' boat that's all.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                     FELIX
                         I'll tell you how Tommy, all you 
                         gotta' do is ask.

               They puff more on the pipe.

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         They usually do it in threes or 
                         fours.  They wait 'til after 
                         midnight and swim out to your boat,  
                         I mean these little shits been                         *
                         swimmin' since they were fuckin' 
                         born man, you know what I'm sayin'?  
                         They're like fuckin' fish man... I 
                         swear some of 'em can breath under 
                         water like they got gills or 
                         something.  So anyway you're docked 
                         in the harbour there sleepin' like 
                         a baby an' they're swimmin' around 
                         underneath your boat.  Then they 
                         start drillin' holes in the hull 
                         with hand-drills... you know them 
                         old fashioned things you turn like 
                         this...
                              (Demonstrates with 
                              his hands)
                         ... They're puttin' holes in your 
                         hull man an' you can't hear a 
                         fuckin' thing.  By time you wake 
                         up your knee high in the Indian 
                         Ocean an' your boat is goin' down.  
                         All you can do is abandon ship 
                         man.  I mean you're half asleep 
                         an' you just wanna' get off the 
                         fuckin' thing right, deal with 
                         insurance an' that in the mornin'.  
                         Your boat goes down an' the little 
                         'squids' that sank it come on back 
                         to retrieve anything they like 
                         from the bottom of the harbour.

                                     TOMMY
                         That's hard man.  Fuckin' hard.

                                     FELIX
                         They don't give a fuck man.  I 
                         mean if you got a bicycle on ya' 
                         boat an' it's sittin' in ninety 
                         feet of water man they'll go down 
                         just for the fuckin' handlebars 
                         you know what I'm sayin'?  Tommy?  
                         They're fuckin' fearless... or 
                         stupid.  Fuck me this stuff ain't 
                         bad.
                              (Winces)

               They puff some more on the pipe.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                     TOMMY
                         Yeah well at least your boat was 
                         in the water in the first place 
                         man.

                                     FELIX
                         Now don't be takin' the piss Tommy, 
                         you know I gotta' dry dock this 
                         baby for a while.  Supposed to do 
                         it from time to time.
                              (Pause)
                         Soon as I got the money man I'm 
                         hittin' the water.

               Tommy just chuckles.

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         Fact I'm seein' Beck tomorrow about 
                         a nice little job he's workin' on 
                         at the moment.

                                     TOMMY
                         Beck!  He still alive?

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah he's still alive.  What's the 
                         matter with you?

                                     TOMMY
                         Well he's got that fixation thing 
                         happening... you know... with the 
                         old...

               Tommy puts a finger to his temple in the shape of a pretend 
               gun.

                                     TOMMY (CONT'D)
                         Click, click.

                                     FELIX
                              (Chuckles)
                         It's all bullshit.  You think he 
                         puts bullets in that fuckin' thing?

                                     TOMMY
                         Well...

                                     FELIX
                         Course he fuckin' doesn't.
                              (Chuckle)
                         Are you crazy?

                                     TOMMY
                         No, but Beck is.

                                     FELIX
                         Beck's crazy but he's not mad.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                     TOMMY
                         So what's he got brewing on the 
                         'back-burner' then?

                                     FELIX
                         Not a hundred percent but what I 
                         do know is that the money is good.

                                     TOMMY
                         How much?

                                     FELIX
                         Enough to get me back in the 
                         shipping lanes man.  That's all 
                         I'm interested in.

                                     TOMMY
                         What's he want with you then?

                                     FELIX
                         I gotta' organise a getaway of 
                         some kind.

                                     TOMMY
                         Getaway?

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah man, you know... he's up to 
                         something an' what he wants me to 
                         do is get him and his merry men 
                         the fuck out of there.

                                     TOMMY
                         Where?

                                     FELIX
                              (Losing his patience)
                         Wherever man.  Jesus Fucking Christ 
                         Tommy I just told you I don't know 
                         the details.  I mean I know the 
                         area but like I don't wanna' know 
                         man, it's none of my fuckin' 
                         business.  The least I know the 
                         better is how I see it.  All they 
                         want from me is to get them out.  
                         I'll know more tomorrow when I see 
                         him.

               Neither speak for a moment.

                                     TOMMY
                         Whaddya' think about him cuttin' 
                         me in?

                                     FELIX
                         I dunno' Tommy, ask him.

               Neither speak for another moment.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      19.

          13   CONTINUED: (5)                                                13   

                                     TOMMY
                         Wasn't he into acting or something?

                                     FELIX
                         Who knows man... who cares.  Pass 
                         me that joint will you.

               C.U. unlit joint sitting on a tobacco tin next to Tommy's 
               foot.

               Tommy Passes it to Felix.

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         Just so long as he hasn't fuckin' 
                         shot himself before the job.

                                     TOMMY
                         Thought he didn't put bullets in 
                         it.

                                     FELIX
                         Shuddup, just shuddup Tommy will 
                         you an' suck on the pipe.

               Tommy chuckles.

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         Whadam' I doin'?  Whadam' I doin' 
                         here man lettin' you smoke my dope.  
                         Wanna' have my fuckin' head 
                         examined.

               Tommy chuckles some more, indifferent to Felix's whining.

                                     TOMMY
                         You're a fuckin' moaner Felix, you 
                         know that.

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah, yeah.

               They suck frantically on the pipe.

          14   INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT                                       14   

               Beck sits forward on a small sofa with his head down and 
               his elbows on his knees.  His hands are limp.

               We cannot see his face.  It is in shadow and the only light 
               comes from a single overhead lamp.

               We ROTATE 360 degrees around him as he sits there 
               motionless.

               He finally leans forward and picks up a small mirror on a 
               small table in front of him.

               He snorts the cocaine on the mirror then begins speaking.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      20.

          14   CONTINUED:                                                    14   

               It is Shakespeare.

                                     BECK
                              (Quietly)
                         "Go bid thy mistress, when my drink 
                         is ready, she strike upon the bell.  
                         Get thee to bed.

               Beck looks down at the revolver on the small table.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                              (More outward)
                         Is this a dagger I see before me, 
                         the handle toward my hand?

               He slowly picks up the gun and studies it.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Come let me clutch thee.  I have 
                         thee not, and yet I thee still.  
                         Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible 
                         to feeling as to sight?

               He holds the gun with both hands, the barrel against his 
               forehead above his eyes.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Or art thou but a dagger in the 
                         mind, a false creation, proceeding 
                         from the heat-oppressed brain?  I 
                         see thee yet, in form as palpable 
                         as this which now I draw.  Thou 
                         marshall'st me the way that I was 
                         going, and such an instrument I 
                         was to use.  Mine eyes are made 
                         the fools o' th' other senses, or 
                         else worth all the rest.  I see 
                         thee still; and on thy blade and 
                         dudgeon gouts of blood, which was 
                         not so before.  There's no such 
                         thing.  It is the bloody business 
                         which informs thus to mine eyes.  
                         Now o'er the one half-world nature 
                         seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse 
                         the curtained sleep; witchcraft 
                         celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings; 
                         and withered murder, alarumed by 
                         his sentinel the wolf,  whose howl's 
                         his watch, thus with his stealthy 
                         pace, with Tarquin's ravishing 
                         strides, towards his design moves 
                         like a ghost.  Thou sure and firm-
                         set earth, hear not my steps, which 
                         way they walk, for fear thy very 
                         stones prate of my whereabout, and 
                         take the present horror from the 
                         time, which now suits with it.
                                     (MORE)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      21.

          14   CONTINUED: (2)                                                14   

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Whiles I threat, he lives: words 
                         to the heat of deeds too cold breath 
                         gives.

               We hear a telephone start to ring in the distance.  It 
               slowly gets louder.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         I go, and it is done.  The bell 
                         invites me.

               Beck spins the bullet chamber of the gun, swings it shut 
               and puts it against his temple.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Hear it not Duncan, for it is a 
                         knell that summons me to heaven or 
                         to hell."

               The room grows lighter as Beck is brought back into reality.

               The phone is ringing on the other side of the room.

               He slowly puts the gun down and moves over to the phone to 
               answer it.

               When he gets there it stops.

               He just stands there for a moment looking at the phone.

               He turns around and is about to return to his seat when it 
               starts ringing again.

               He answers it.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Hello.
                              (Pause)
                         Yeah.
                              (Pause)
                         Tommy who?
                              (Pause)
                         Oh yeah.  What do you want?
                              (Pause)

               We just look at Beck as he stands there on the phone.

                                                               FADE OUT:

          15   INT. CAR (STATIONARY) - DAY                                   15   

               Beck and Sam are sitting in this car which is parked next 
               to a river in a small lay-by.

               Beck sits in the passenger seat smoking, Sam in the driver's 
               seat.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      22.

          15   CONTINUED:                                                    15   

               They are looking at something on the other side of the 
               river.  It is a number of small buildings and a jetty with 
               one or two boats tied to it.

               Three or four men are milling around outside the buildings.

               We just watch Sam and Beck as they observe.  The inside of 
               the car starts to fill with smoke as Beck puffs away on 
               his ciggy.

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Beck I'm gettin' cancer over 
                         here.
                              (Winds his window 
                              down)
                         Give me one will you.

               Beck passes Sam his cigarettes and lighter.

                                     BECK
                         So what do you think?

               Sam lights up.

                                     SAM
                         Well you can see as much as I can.

                                     BECK
                         I know... but I'm asking for your 
                         opinion.

                                     SAM
                         I mean Christ... it looks like it 
                         looks... I dunno', why not rob the 
                         place.  If this is where it all 
                         goes down then if you ask me it's 
                         cryin' out to be done I mean... 
                         look at it.

                                     BECK
                         This is what I was thinking.  Now 
                         from what I can gather, the best 
                         time to do this is when they're 
                         unloading or having just unloaded.  
                         Everything will be out in the open 
                         and they won't have organised the 
                         gear in any way.  I don't think 
                         there's heavy guard or anything.

                                     SAM
                         Don't think or don't know?

                                     BECK
                         Yeah I know, it's just...

                                     SAM
                         Just what Beck?  You know or not?

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      23.

          15   CONTINUED: (2)                                                15   

                                     BECK
                         Yeah just... we gotta' be prepared.  
                         Anything could happen on the night, 
                         you know what I'm sayin'?

               They just sit and watch for a moment, puffing away on their 
               ciggies.

               We see what they see.  Two men are hanging around the 
               buildings on the other side of the river.

                                                                 CUT TO:

          16   EXT. SMALL DOCK -- DAY                                        16   

               We are now with the two men on the other side of the river.

               They are DANNY and BILLY.

               They stand around with their hands in their pockets, smoking 
               cigarettes and talking chit chat etc.

               DANNY is noticing the car parked on the other side of the 
               river and is looking right at it.

          17   INT. CAR (STATIONARY) - DAY                                   17   

                                     BECK
                         He lookin' at us?

               Pause.

                                     SAM
                         He's looking at nothing.

          18   EXT. SMALL DOCK -- DAY                                        18   

                                     BILLY
                         Danny.  Danny.  Danny are you 
                         listening?

               Danny looks at Billy and thinks nothing of the car he has 
               seen.

                                     DANNY
                         What?  What the fuck is it Billy?

                                     BILLY
                         I'm tryin' to tell you Danny this 
                         guy was a total fuckin' disaster.  
                         God knows where he came from but 
                         you can bet he ended up at the 
                         bottom of some fuckin' where, you 
                         know what I'm sayin'?

                                     DANNY
                              (Inconvenient 
                              confusion)
                         Why?  What did he do?  What?

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      24.

          18   CONTINUED:                                                    18   

                                     BILLY
                         I just told you.  What's the matter 
                         with you?  The guy was dyslexic 
                         man.  Can you imagine?  His boss 
                         sends him down the docks to pick 
                         up a container an' he fucks it 
                         right up, I mean big time.  He had 
                         no idea what this container was 
                         all about.  If he did, he woulda' 
                         paid more fuckin' attention.

               Danny is chuckling.

                                     DANNY
                         Dyslexic huh?

                                     BILLY
                              (Chuckling)
                         That's right.  Couldn't spell to 
                         save his life...

                                     DANNY
                         Literally.

                                     BILLY
                         That's right.

               Pause.  They just stand and puff their ciggies for a moment.

                                     DANNY
                         You set for Saturday night.

                                     BILLY
                         Yeah, su...

                                     DANNY
                         Oh, watch out.  Here we go.

               Danny and Billy throw their cigarettes down and put them 
               out.

               A man has walked towards them and they stand at the ready.

          19   INT. CAR (STATIONARY) - DAY                                   19   

               From Beck and Sam's P.O.V. we watch the third man approach 
               the other two.

                                     SAM
                         Who's he?

                                     BECK
                         He's the man.  It's his place.  
                         His name is Ray.  I don't know 
                         him, only that that is his name.  
                         I intend to spin some bullshit on 
                         the night about me knowing him to 
                         get inside the door though I know
                                     (MORE)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      25.

          19   CONTINUED:                                                    19   

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         he won't be there, no need.  He's 
                         just checkin' the place over by 
                         the looks of it.

               Beck and Sam just watch for a moment.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Sam, what do you think about 
                         numbers?

                                     SAM
                         Numbers?

                                     BECK
                         Yeah.  I was thinking one or two 
                         more, just in case.

                                     SAM
                         You an' me Beck, no-one else.  
                         That's how I want to do this thing.

                                     BECK
                         You sure?  Christ Sam we gotta' 
                         have back up.

                                     SAM
                         For getting out of there yes, but 
                         I don't want to go cluttering up 
                         the whole place with fuck-wits I 
                         only have to keep an eye on.  Now 
                         if the numbers are right from your 
                         aunties second cousin twice removed 
                         we'll have no problem.  In, out, 
                         no problem at all.  You lining up 
                         someone to get us out of there?

                                     BECK
                         Yeah, I'm sorting that out this 
                         afternoon.  I really think I oughta' 
                         check out back up Sam.  I got one 
                         or two in mind who need the work 
                         an' besides, how the fuck are we 
                         gonna' carry the shit out of there.    
                         I mean, you an' I can't do this on 
                         our own Sam.  Sam.

               Sam just stares out of the front windscreen across the 
               river.

                                     BECK (CONT'D)
                         Sam.

                                                                 CUT TO:

                                                           BLACK SCREEN.

               We hear the sound of furious guitar playing on a classical 
               guitar.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      26.

          19   CONTINUED: (2)                                                19   

               Nothing particularly musical just incredibly fast scales.

               They continue into the following scene.

                                                                 CUT TO:

          20   INT. SAM'S STUDIO -- DAY                                      20   

               C.U. of a typed, headed letter.

               It is addressed to Sam and reads...

                                     ?
                         "Dear Mr. Bowyer,  with regard to 
                         your recent inquiry at our clinic 
                         and subsequent tests regarding 
                         your condition, I write to you 
                         with the results and can tell you 
                         that they are conclusive.  Our 
                         initial prognosis has been confirmed 
                         and we recommend you contact us if 
                         you wish to seek treatment.

                         Best Regards

                         Dr. P. Conroy MD

               Having been there long enough for us to read, the CAMERA 
               PULLS BACK from the letter and TRACKS across the work 
               surface it lies on.  We see recording equipment, musical 
               instruments etc.

               All the while we hear the sound of scale exercises being 
               played.

               CAMERA eventually reaches Sam's face.  He has his head 
               down and is in a dream world.  It shows no emotion, 
               expression, tension or otherwise.  He seems to be in an 
               effortless trance.

               The CAMERA moves slowly down from his face towards his 
               hands which are effortlessly moving rapidly up and down 
               the fingerboard in an endless stream of movements and 
               sounds.

               We slowly PULL BACK to MEDIUM at which point Sam stops 
               playing and just sits there.

               He is motionless for a moment.

               He then, very suddenly, springs into life, reaches for his 
               cigarettes and lights one up.

               We watch him puff on it for a moment while in thought.

                                                               FADE OUT:

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      27.

          20   CONTINUED:                                                    20   

               FADE IN:

          21   INT. TOMMY'S FLAT -- NIGHT                                    21   

               Tommy is sitting in his living room and watching The 
               Simpsons on television.

               The place is a mess as he sits there quite wasted.

               There is a knock at the door.

               Tommy gets up to answer it.

               He opens the door and Billy walks in.

                                     TOMMY
                         Hey there Billy.  What can I do 
                         for you?

                                     BILLY
                         You can do for me what you always 
                         do for me Tommy.

                                     TOMMY
                              (Chuckles)
                         Become a right little junkie haven't 
                         you Billy... how much we after 
                         tonight then?

                                     BILLY
                         Don't be clever now Tommy.  I 
                         wouldn't class what you give me as 
                         narcotic, barely alcoholic...

                                     TOMMY
                         So why do you keep coming back 
                         man?

                                     BILLY
                         Cos' I like you.  You sell me shit 
                         an' rip me off but I like you Tommy.  
                         You got a certain class about you.

               They both chuckle as Billy sits down.

               Tommy gets out a set of scales and gathers things together.

               He offers Billy a line while he's waiting.  Billy accepts 
               eagerly and snorts for all his worth.

                                     TOMMY
                         How much you want tonight Billy?

                                     BILLY
                         Same as usual.

               Tommy gets on with it.

               Billy looks around at Tommy's flat.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      28.

          21   CONTINUED:                                                    21   

                                     BILLY (CONT'D)
                         I see your decorating's really 
                         coming along Tommy.

                                     TOMMY
                              (Sarcasm)
                         Ha, ha.

                                     BILLY
                         No... I mean you've really captured 
                         that 'stressed' look.  That kinda' 
                         'see what kind of dump I live in' 
                         affect.

                                     TOMMY
                         You're a funny guy Billy, should 
                         be on the fuckin' tele with that 
                         kind of talent.

                                     BILLY
                         Just teasin' Tommy, just teasin'.

               Pause.  Neither say anything for a moment.

                                     BILLY (CONT'D)
                         You doin' anything tomorrow night? 
                         Could have some work on.

                                     TOMMY
                         No thanks Billy.  I got somethin' 
                         else on.

                                     BILLY
                         Sure?  It's good money, no 'heat'.

                                     TOMMY
                         No I'm already committed.

                                     BILLY
                         Yeah... what you got cooking?

                                     TOMMY
                         Warehouse raid or something, don't 
                         have the details yet.  Probably a 
                         bunch of geriatric assholes mindin' 
                         a fuckin' safe.  Anyway the money's 
                         pretty good so I'm all tied up 
                         tomorrow night Billy.  Thanks all 
                         the same.

                                     BILLY
                         Thought I'd ask.

                                     TOMMY
                         And that you did.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      29.

          21   CONTINUED: (2)                                                21   

          22   INT. FELIX'S BOAT -- MORNING                                  22   

               The sun is just peeking through the portholes in Felix's 
               boat.

               He is crashed out on the sofa, arms everywhere and mouth 
               agape.

               Empty beer cans, cigarette packets etc are strewn about 
               the place after quite a session the night before.

               We watch him for a moment as he lays there sleeping.

               He slowly starts to open his eyes and we PULL BACK from 
               him very slowly.

               We PULL FURTHER AND FURTHER BACK until Felix's eyes are 
               almost open.

               His eyes open properly and this corresponds to a shoulder. 
               arm and leg ENTERING FRAME.

               Felix almost jumps out of his skin when he realises someone 
               is sitting opposite him on the other sofa.

               He relaxes when he realises who it is.

                                     FELIX
                         Jesus fucking Christ pete you scared 
                         the crap out of me.

               It is the man Felix had contacted the day before and who 
               returned his call in the night.  His name is PETE.

                                     PETE
                         Well you know I'm not one for 
                         messing around Felix so lets get 
                         on with it.

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah.  Yeah Pete no problem.  You 
                         wanna' cup of tea or something?

                                     PETE
                         No thanks.

               Felix feels his pockets...

                                     FELIX
                         Umm...

               ... then reaches for his cigarettes on the table and offers 
               one to Pete.

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         Cigarette?

               Pete takes one and Felix hands him a lighter after lighting 
               up his own cigarette.  Pete lights up.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      30.

          22   CONTINUED:                                                    22   

                                     FELIX (CONT'D)
                         I'm sorry man but I gotta' have a 
                         coffee or something.  You sure you 
                         don't want anything?

                                     PETE
                         Yes I'm fine but I have got things 
                         to do today so...

                                     FELIX
                         Yeah, yeah sorry Pete I know.  
                         I'll just get the kettle on an' 
                         we'll  get down to business.  Just 
                         takes me a minute to get my head 
                         engaged in the morning.

               Felix fills a kettle and puts it on the gas burner.

                                     PETE
                              (Looking at the 
                              drugs on the table)
                         Maybe it's just a reflection of 
                         how disengaged it gets during the 
                         night.

                                     FELIX
                              (Chuckles)
                         Yeah, probably.  You got a point 
                         there Pete.  Did you understand 
                         what I was after in the message I 
                         left you?

                                     PETE
                         I think so.  Something small but 
                         fast.

                                     FELIX
                         That's right.  Doesn't have to be 
                         a fuckin' rocket or anything but I 
                         do need a bit of pace, you know 
                         what I'm sayin'?

                                     PETE
                         You need it for tonight?

                                     FELIX
                         That's right.  I know it's a bit 
                         short notice but all of this is 
                         last minute Pete.  That's why I 
                         needed to see you this morning.

               Felix sits down with his coffee opposite Pete.

                                     PETE
                         And here I am Felix.  Here I am.
                              (Smiles)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      31.

          22   CONTINUED: (2)                                                22   

                                     FELIX
                              (Smiles back)
                         Yeah.

                                     PETE
                         Felix the cat.
                              (Chuckle)

               Felix chuckles along obligingly.

                                     PETE (CONT'D)
                         So whaddya' say felix... you a 
                         curious kinda' person... ey'?
                              (Chuckles)
                         Felix... the cat.
                              (Chuckles some more.)

               C.U. on Felix as he smiles and sips his coffee.

                                                                 CUT TO:

               EXTREME C.U. of cigarette being lit.

                                                                 CUT TO:

          23   EXT. SMALL DOCK -- NIGHT                                      23   

               Danny and Billy are standing under a security light outside 
               the main building at the small dock we saw them at earlier 
               in the script.

               Billy has just lit his own cigarette and is now lighting 
               Danny's.

               When they are lit up they just stand for a moment puffing 
               and getting their ciggies started.

                                     BILLY
                         So do you hear me Danny?  You know 
                         what I'm sayin'?

                                     DANNY
                         You say a lot Billy.

                                     BILLY
                         I know.  That's because I have 
                         plenty to talk about.

                                     DANNY
                         Plenty to talk about?
                              (Chuckles)

                                     BILLY
                         Yeah.

                                     DANNY
                         Then why don't you get some therapy.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      32.

          23   CONTINUED:                                                    23   

                                     BILLY
                         Therapy!  You know anyone who needs 
                         to sit down an' spill the beans to 
                         a total fuckin' stranger wants to 
                         have their fuckin' head examined.

                                     DANNY
                         That's what they're doing.

                                     BILLY
                         What?

                                     DANNY
                         When they're in therapy.

                                     BILLY
                         What!

                                     DANNY
                         You know what you just said?

                                     BILLY
                         Yeah, I just said "anyone who needs 
                         therapy wants to have their fuckin' 
                         head examined."

                                     DANNY
                         You don't get it do you?

                                     BILLY
                         What! What!

                                     DANNY
                         Never mind.

               Danny looks away.

                                     BILLY
                         What!  What's the matter with you?

                                     DANNY
                         I said never mind.  Come on, we 
                         better get inside.

               From P.O.V. of a distance across the river we watch Danny 
               and Billy turn and walk into one of the buildings through 
               a small door which is next to a much larger door left 
               closed.

               We PULL BACK further and realise we are inside a car.

          24   INT. CAR (STATIONARY) - NIGHT                                 24   

               Beck is in the driver's seat and Sam in the passenger seat.  
               They are watching the dock once more.

                                     SAM
                         It's been twenty minutes now Beck.
                                     (MORE)

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      33.

          24   CONTINUED:                                                    24   

                                     SAM (CONT'D)
                         The boats gone.  How long do you 
                         reckon before we move?

                                     BECK
                         Not long now.  I'd give it another 
                         minute or two.

               Beck looks at his watch.

                                     SAM
                              (Refers to the car)
                         So who does this belong to?

                                     BECK
                         The car?  My sister.

                                     SAM
                         Will it get us far enough away 
                         from here in plenty of time?

                                     BECK
                         This isn't what we're using.

                                     SAM
                         It isn't?

                                     BECK
                         We're swapping over to something 
                         else a bit later.

               There is a noise behind them and they both look around to 
               see Tommy getting into the back seat.

               No-one says anything for a moment.

                                     SAM
                              (To Beck)
                         Who's this?
                              (To Tommy)
                         Who the fuck are you?

                                     BECK
                         Sam.

                                     TOMMY
                         Who the fuck are you?

                                     BECK
                         Take it easy.  This is Tommy.  
                         Tommy, Sam.

                                     TOMMY
                         The guitarist?

                                     SAM
                         Well what the fuck is he doing 
                         here?

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      34.

          24   CONTINUED: (2)                                                24   

                                     TOMMY
                         Beck what's the fuckin' problem.

                                     BECK
                         I arranged for him to meet us here.  
                         He's hired help Sam... we need it.

                                     SAM
                         Jesus Christ!

                                     TOMMY
                         Are we cool?

                                     BECK
                              (Reassuring)
                         Yeah Tommy we're cool.  Just do as 
                         we say okay.  This is a piece of 
                         cake an' you're just insurance.  
                         No need for any bullshit.  We just 
                         need a hand carrying the stuff.
                              (To Sam)
                         Sam we need him.  You know we can't 
                         carry it on our own and get out of 
                         there without any fuss.

               Sam looks at Beck for a moment.

                                     SAM
                         What about our transport?  Have 
                         you sorted it out?

                                     BECK
                         Course I have.  He's a good guy.  
                         Tommy knows him...
                              (Looks at Tommy)
                         ... don't you Tommy?

                                     TOMMY
                         Sure.

                                     BECK
                         He's meeting us not far from here 
                         in about...
                              (looks at his watch)

               EXTREME C.U. of wristwatch.  It reads 2:05 am.

                                     BECK (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                         ... twenty five minutes.

          25   EXT. DESERTED ROAD ALONGSIDE A RIVER-- NIGHT                  25   

               We move straight from the C.U. of the wristwatch to a shot 
               of Felix on this deserted road looking at his watch.

               He puts his arm down again and with his other reaches into 
               his shirt pocket.

               He is BACKLIT by the only street lamp for miles around.

                                                       (CONTINUED)

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                                                                      35.

          25   CONTINUED:                                                    25   

               He brings out a large joint and proceeds to light it up.

               He sucks hard and inhales deeply.  It has an immediate 
               effect and Felix relaxes his shoulders before looking at 
               his watch once more.

                                     FELIX
                              (To himself)
                         No problem man.  Plenty of fuckin' 
                         time.  All the time in the world.
                              (Chuckles then starts 
                              singing Louie 
                              Armstrong)
                         We have all the time in the world...

               Felix carries on singing and smoking while he waits.

               CAMERA slowly pulls further and further back from Felix as 
               he sings and smokes.

                                                               FADE OUT:


		
	       Sorry - to find out where it goes you need to see the film!