..........

Gardner Chubb is behind his desk.

GARDNER CHUBB
Wait.

Palmer DeBakey Smith is seated across from him. He freezes.

A beat.

Gardner Chubb rubs his forehead.

GARDNER CHUBB (CONT'D)
... Wait a minute. Where's the
treasury guy? Pfarrer?

PALMER
Right now?

GARDNER CHUBB
Right now.

PALMER
In a detention room at Washington
Dulles. *

GARDNER CHUBB
... Why?

PALMER
He was trying to board a flight to
Venezuela.
(MORE)

117.

PALMER (CONT'D)
We had his name on a hot list, the INS
pulled him. Don't know why he was
going to Venezuela.

GARDNER CHUBB
You don't know.

PALMER
No sir.

GARDNER CHUBB
We have no extradition with Venezuela.

PALMER
Oh. Uh-huh. Well----what should we do
with him?

GARDNER CHUBB
For f**k's sake, put him on the next
flight to Venezuela!

PALMER
Yes sir. Okay.

Gardner Chubb is weary.

GARDNER CHUBB
Okay. So the gym manager is dead.

PALMER
Yes sir.

GARDENER CHUBB
The body is----

PALMER
Gone, sir.

GARDENER CHUBB
Okay----

PALMER
But----there was a, uh... snag...

GARDNER CHUBB
What.

PALMER
Well. This analyst, Cox, was
attacking the gym guy. It was broad
daylight, on the street. Our man
there didn't know what to do. He felt
he had to step in.

118.

GARDNER CHUBB
Yes?

PALMER
He, uh... He shot the analyst. He
shot Cox.

GARDNER CHUBB
Good! Great! Is he dead?

PALMER
No sir.

Gardner Chubb grimaces.

PALMER (CONT'D)
... He's in coma. They're not sure
whether he'll make it. They think,
they're pretty sure he has no brain
function.

GARDNER CHUBB
Okay. Okay. If he wakes up we'll
worry about it then. Jesus, what a
clusterf**k. That's it then. No one
else really knows anything. Okay.

PALMER
Um. Well sir, there is...

GARDNER CHUBB
What.

PALMER
Um...

GARDNER CHUBB
What.

PALMER
There is the woman. The gym woman.
Linda Litzke.

GARDNER CHUBB
Oh yeah. Fuck. Where is she.

PALMER
We picked her up. We have her.

GARDNER CHUBB
Can we, uh----

119.

PALMER
She, she, she says she'll play ball if
we pay for some... I know this sounds
odd----some surgeries she wants.
Cosmetic surgery. She says she'll sit
on everything.

GARDNER CHUBB
How much.

PALMER
There were several procedures. All
together they run to, um----

GARDNER CHUBB
Pay it.

PALMER
Yes sir. Should I pay it out of,
should it be from----

GARDNER CHUBB
One of the black accounts, I don't
give a s**t. The January fund.
Whatever.

PALMER
Okay.

GARDNER CHUBB
Jesus. Jesus f**king Christ.

He shakes his head.

GARDNER CHUBB (CONT'D)
... What did we learn, Palmer.

PALMER
I don't know, sir.

GARDNER CHUBB
I don't f**king know either. I guess
we learned not to do it again.

PALMER
Yes sir.

GARDNER CHUBB
Although I'm f**ked if I know what we
did.

PALMER
Yes sir. Hard to say.

We pull back from Gardner Chubb, shaking his head.

GARDNER CHUBB
Jesus. Jesus f**king Christ.

150 EXT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - AERIAL - DAY 150

We pull up, back through the clouds, away.

Posted By: Tr1cky Hawe5 on May 2nd 2011 at 10:12:06

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