LONDON SPY Page #3

Episode #5

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Not the mysterious runner. Danny isn’t dismayed, he’s

having fun, certain he’ll find this guy.

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. LIVING ROOM. EVENING

A jovial but tatty living room. An old television. A

games console. Bashed up furniture.

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LONDON SPY -EP 1 -SHOOTING SCRIPT

An attractive, off beat woman in her twenties is

sprawled on the sofa - Sara. Danny is lying beside her.

Sara’s on her phone perusing an internet dating site.

She moves through the men with breath-taking speed.

SARA:

(with variation)

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

To dismiss a profile you flick the screen with your

finger, an act that Sara performs with relish.

DANNY:

I’m going to stay in tonight.

SARA:

(concerned)

You don’t feel so good?

DANNY:

I feel fine.

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. HALLWAY. NIGHT

Pavel and Sara dressed up for the night, leaving the

apartment. Danny remains inside, shutting the door.

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT

Alone, Danny turns on the TV. Saturday night variety

shows. Loud. Bright. Noisy --

THIS SCENE IS CUT

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. BATHROOM. NIGHT

Danny smoking out the window. Looking at the view of

the internal courtyard --

EXT. DANNY’S APARTMENT COURTYARD. NIGHT

As in ‘Rear Window’ Danny can see into lots of flats.

We see a couple arguing. A family eating dinner. And an

old man in front of the television, alone.

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. KITCHEN. NIGHT

On the table is a garish flier to a club night.

Underneath is a line of crystalline drug. A cropped

plastic straw. Mischievous temptation.

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LONDON SPY -EP 1 -SHOOTING SCRIPT

Danny studies the flyer. He picks up the straw but

doesn’t snort the line. Instead, he wipes it away.

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. BEDROOM. NIGHT

Danny sets his alarm. Five AM --

INT. DANNY’S APARTMENT. BEDROOM. DAWN.

Five AM -- the alarm rings.

Danny wakes. Dark outside. Tempted to go back to sleep,

he almost does. But then, remembers, and leaps up.

EXT. VAUXHALL. ‘FIRE’ NIGHT CLUB. DAWN

Danny passes a club. Still open. He’s beckoned in by a

bouncer. Danny politely declines.

EXT. LAMBETH BRIDGE. DAWN

Danny stands on the bridge with the sports drink.

Watching the north/south riverbank paths. Sunrise.

EXT. LAMBETH BRIDGE / RIVERBANK. MORNING

Unable to wait, indefinitely, on the bridge, Danny’s

seated, cold, on a riverbank bench near the bridge.

His patience is rewarded: he sees the mysterious runner

along the riverbank path.

Danny, apprehensive, walks forward, into the path of the

runner, and waits, holding the sports drink, trying to

find a natural pose - an impossible task.

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