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INT. JET - DAY
-- and come out on another wedding ring, this one on a MAN's
finger. One of several he's drumming on an arm rest in the
plush first class cabin of a commercial airliner. He shoves
some money into his wallet, and as he does so we catch a
fleeting glimpse of a photograph of CLAIRE.
The pilot's voice makes an announcement.
VOICE (O.S.)
Ladies and gentlemen, we have leveled off
at our cruising altitude of thirty-eight
thousand feet-and we should be arriving
A FLIGHT ATTENDANT makes her way between the seats, passing
out menus.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Would you like to watch a movie Mr Rosen?
A passenger takes one. The ATTENDANT continues on.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
(CONT'D)
Would you like to watch a movie Mr
Phelps?
The MAN with the wedding ring looks up. JIM PHELPS is in his
mid-forties, good-looking, intense. He's a tired man, and
not just now, it's a profound fatigue. He looks up at the
ATTENDANT and smiles warmly.
PHELPS:
No, I prefer the theatre.
A look crosses the FLIGHT ATTENDANT'S face; her tone becomes
stilted.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Would you consider the cinema of the
Ukraine?
PHELPS:
Perhaps you'd choose one for me.
The ATTENDANT turns and walks away. PHELPS sits back, shakes
a cigarette out of a pack, and taps it nervously on the
armrest.
The FLIGHT ATTENDANT opens a case loaded with video 8
cassettes of feature films. She opens a panel in the top of
the case and withdraws a tape hidden back there.
BACK AT PHELPS' SEAT
The ATTENDANT returns with the tape and hands it to PHELPS.
He takes it without a word and she moves on.
PHELPS reaches down and turns a lever on the support between
his seat and the empty one beside him. He flips up a small
movie screen and angles it toward himself, away from the
other passengers. He puts on a headset, opens a door in the
armrest, and puts the tape in.
He presses play.
ON THE TAPE,
the image of a man comes on. EUGENE KITTRIDGE is fortyish,
but seems permanently stuck in the Nixon era -- horn rimmed
glasses, short short haircut, rather be caught dead than
tieless. But if he catches your eye, he will never, ever
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