Direct Contact Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2009
- 90 min
- 67 Views
who the f*** you're dealing with.
The American l'll kill for free.
What do you propose for the girl?
lt's a hundred thousand dollars
in cash.
You can do whatever
the f*** you want with Riggins.
But l get the girl.
Volker just may have
a problem with that.
F*** Vlado.
Because of him all this happened.
He brought the girl to your camp
without considering
the consequences.
General, you work for me.
You do what l need to have done...
and there's another
for you.
Deal.
They're at a train station.
Let's go.
How do l get to Clogdale?
The Ested departs
in twenty minutes.
Where do you think you're goin'?
Let go of me.
l'm callin' for help.
No you're not.
l don't care what's goin' on...
but l'm not
f***in' around anymore.
Okay. Let's go.
- How did you find me?
- The bellboy.
Just get on.
So how come everyone's
lookin' for you?
l have no idea.
l don't.
There's somethin'
you're not tellin' me.
Look, why don't you ask your
employer why he really sent you.
He already told me.
And you believe that?
Great.
Get down.
Look.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Do not shoot the girl.
Come on.
The American, where did he go?
Where is he?
There they go,
this way, let's go.
Come on.
Get in the back.
Get down.
- Hang on.
- No.
No, please, l'm stuck.
You all right? Okay.
Where are we going?
Sit down.
Two coffees, please.
were ex last seen
in a vehicle with license plate...
Again, American Michael Riggins
is considered armed
and extremely dangerous.
Ana Robbins is the daughter
of billionaire tycoon,
Alister Robbins...
an oil and shipping magnet,
who passed away last week...
due to heart complications.
Ana has been missing
for more than a year.
Six months ago,
her father offered
a two million dollar reward...
for her safe return.
You're Alister Robbin's daughter?
Well, that explains a few things,
don't you think?
Look, l'm sorry.
- For what?
- Well, for your father.
- Why?
Well, because he had
an affair with...
my mother and got her pregnant.
But he never wanted
to marry her.
She loved him
and she drank herself to death.
l hated him.
l disowned him for that.
Well it's a lotta money to give up.
l don't care about that.
l never saw him again.
- Well, look, Ana.
- Excuse me.
And, uh, l- l'd like to...
Um...Oh- okay,
l'm gonna have to call you back.
Out.
Mike.
Get in.
- They're everywhere.
- Yeah, it's gonna get worse.
- How much?
- How much what?
To take me in.
Not enough.
And if you don't?
- You're shot.
- l'm fine.
Are you sure? lt looks...
Yeah. l'm okay.
Just wait here.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Direct Contact" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 25 Apr. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/direct_contact_6945>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In