A Tricky Game. Seraphima Nickolaevna Bogomolova
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Название: A Tricky Game
Автор: Seraphima Nickolaevna Bogomolova
Издательство: Издательские решения
Жанр: Драматургия
isbn: 9785449084736
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A crow flies in, brushing Pavel’s face with its wings. A GUNSHOT shatters the night.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. HOSPITAL (MOSCOW) – DAY
Angela lies in bed, the golden waves of her hair spread on the pillow. Her eyes open, she takes in the surroundings: the blue bareness of the hospital walls, the white sheets, the transparent plastic of the bedside table.
A NURSE enters, places a vase with pink tulips on the bedside table and walks out.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. MOSCOW – NIGHT – DUSK
The street lights come on, casting beams of light upon the snow-powdered streets of the city.
INT. HOSPITAL (MOSCOW) – NIGHT – DUSK
Angela gets out of bed, goes to the window and looks out.
INERCUT —
The windows in high-rises light up one by one.
INERCUT —
Angela goes back to bed. Lying, she stares out into the darkness for a while then closes her eyes.
The door opens noiselessly.
A young man in his late 20s, wearing a black silk mask covering upper part of his face, – DMITRY VORONOV —, quietly slips into the room.
Silhouetted in the dim light, coming from the window, he softly approaches the bed.
SILENT, he stands and gazes at Angela.
MALE VOICE/DMITRY VORONOV (V.O.)
Your fair eyes were sad and bright,
And voice was so sweet,
As sound of a pipe apart
Or murmur of the sea.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. HOSPITAL (MOSCOW) – DAY – MORNING
Angela opens her eyes and reaches out to the heads of pink tulips in the vase on the bedside table. Her fingers touch their delicate petals.
The door swings open.
Kazimir strides in and throws a bouquet of red roses on the bed. Falling out of the bouquet, the crimson flowers fan across the white sheets.
Kazimir comes over and looks at Angela’s bandaged arm.
KAZIMIR
What’s happened?
ANGELA
I’ve no idea.
KAZIMIR
Are you serious?
ANGELA
As serious as I can be.
KAZIMIR
I do not find it funny.
ANGELA
Neither do I.
Kazimir takes Angela’s hand and impresses his lips on it. She winces.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. THE RITZ-CARLTON HOTEL (MOSCOW) – DAY – LATE AFTERNOON
A Mercedes-Benz S500 pulls out of the swirling snow and stops under the hotel’s portico.
Out of the car steps a distinguished looking GENTLEMAN in his late 70s.
The HOTEL PORTER rushes to open the door for him.
INT. THE RITZ-CARLTON HOTEL/O2 LOUNGE (MOSCOW) – DAY – LATE AFTERNOON
The panoramic windows offer a view of the Red Square, covered in snow. Across the Square, the towers of the Kremlin silhouette in the distance.
A row of egg-shaped red and gold damask covered armchairs runs by the windows.
The Gentleman approaches one of the eggs, sits down in it and motions at a WAITER#1.
A cup of steaming espresso is swiftly placed on his table.
The Gentleman pulls his cigar case out and lights up a cigar. Puffing on it, he sips espresso and waits.
INT. THE RITZ-CARLTON HOTEL/O2 LOUNGE (MOSCOW) – DAY – LATER
A man, aged 30, with a travel bag on his shoulder and a laptop case in his hand, – JUAN MACBRIDE – enters the lounge.
Quickly scanning over the egg-shaped armchairs, MacBride heads to the bar counter and sits down on a stool.
The Gentleman rises out of his armchair and, coming over to MacBride, extends his hand to him.
THE GENTLEMAN
Welcome to Moscow Monsieur MacBride!
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. MACBRIDE’S FLAT ((MOSCOW) – NEXT DAY – DAY
On the bed, face down, MacBride lies. The daylight sifts through black organza curtains, framing the tall windows of the room. His clothes are scattered on the floor. Dirty paper plates and empty beer cans crowd the coffee table.
The mobile RINGS, stops and RINGS again.
MacBride lifts his head.
The mobile keeps on RINGING.
MacBride peels off the bed and scans the floor around him. Spotting his jeans, he picks them up, drags his mobile out of the pocket and hits ‘answer’.
MACBRIDE
(into the phone)
Yeah?
PAVEL (V.O.)
Hey, Mac.
MACBRIDE
(into the phone)
Pavel…?
PAVEL (V.O.)
Yes, man. Where have you been?
MACBRIDE
(into the phone)
Me?
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