A WORN SATCHEL (MOVING - DAY)
is being carried by a world weary middle European wearing a black
armband. VLADIMIR NEKHORVICH exits a gleaming building, pausing
for a moment, under a motto clearly visible above his head,
'Where the future is now'. He checks the time.
INSERT - WATCH
set in Countdown Mode. It's at 19 hours forty-seven minutes and
sixteen seconds and dropping, 19:37.15, :14, :13, :12 etc.
O.S. children are singing:
Ring a ring a rosy/a pocketful of posy/
a tissue a tissue/we all fall down.
Nekhorvich looks to see children at play outside the adjacent
Natural History Museum. They are moving in and around an odd
POV - SCULPTURE AND CHILDREN
a blur where the sculpture seems to be distorting the children,
almost like mirrors in a fun house.
wipes his eyes, a horn honks. He looks toward the sound.
MOVING SHOT - SATCHEL (INT. AIRPORT SECURITY - DAY)
on the belt that takes it thru X-Ray. On the other side a guard
opens the satchel and pokes thru a few toilet articles, personal
items, books, a battleship gray digital camera and - in a small
plastic container marked 'S.G.' - a small, square shiny object,
hi-tech and at odds with the other items. She pulls out an urn-
What's this, then?
(handing her documents)
The ashes of a colleague, I'm taking them
to his family. If you wish to open it,
please be careful.
COMPUTERIZED SCREEN DISPLAY (INT. PLANE - MOVING - DAY)
on the cabin wall displays a colorful map showing the flight
point of departure in Sydney, continuously updating distance,
direction and time to its ultimate destination, Atlanta, Georgia.
- folks, we're a little over two and a
half hours from touchdown in Atlanta, but
if you look out your windows on either
side of the aircraft, we'll soon be
crossing the southern section of the Rocky
Mountains, a range which includes more
than 50 peaks rising above 14,000 feet.
The chain's loftiest point, Mount Elbert,
at 14, 433 feet should be coming into view
as we pass over central Colorado shortly..
NEKHORVICH (INT. CABIN - DAY)
seems intent on the map, its changing times and distance. He
checks his watch - the countdown has gone from 20 to three hours
and 32 minutes as Nekhorvich is mesmerized by the descending
seconds whipping by.
ETHAN HUNT sits into shot on the vacant first class aisle seat
You keep staring at that watch as if your
life depended on it, Doctor..
Well, yes. I suppose I am a bit anxious.
They're ready and waiting. You'll soon be
with old friends.
I'm with an old friend now, Dmitri.
Sorry it couldn't be under happier