RONIN Page #5

LARRY:

(patting the gun inside his

cheap suit)

Anybody tries to unpleasant me I'll put

two between his eyes -- one to do the job

and the other to make sure it takes.

From OFF SCREEN we hear a new sound: LAUGHTER. ANOTHER ANGLE -

Deirdre has entered the bar, and she's amused by this last

exchange.

DEIRDRE:

It's good to see you've all got such

faith in our little undertaking.

LARRY:

Who the f*** are you?

DEIRDRE:

(staring at Larry)

The name is Deirdre, and I'm running this

show.

GREGOR:

Who are you? IRA?

DEIRDRE:

(with a brittle laugh)

Not likely. Once, yeah, I was -- but

there wasn't an inch of profit in it, and

I'm a cash oriented girl, if you take my

meaning. I'm a hired gun, same as the

rest of you, and that's all any of us

needs to know about the other.

Deirdre hands out several thick envelopes. Larry and Swede

open theirs and stare at the wads of Franc Notes stuffed

inside. Even Gregor cracks his envelope and peaks at his

money. But neither Vincent nor Sam takes a look.

DEIRDRE:

From here on in you want something you

pay cash for it:
no credit cards, no bank

accounts are in place: ten percent up

front, the rest when the job is done.

(a quick beat, then she looks

at Gregor)

You. What do you do and what should we

call you?

GREGOR:

These days they they call me Gregor -- and

I'm a tech. I do electronic work,

surveillance, computer runs.

Deirdre turns to Sam.

SAM:

Sam. I'm a weapons guy.

DEIRDRE:

You were a soldier, were you?

SAM:

Once.

Deirdre gives Sam a look -- and he returns it. Finally,

Deirdre turns to Larry.

LARRY:

I drive -- and my name is Larry. Larry

from the States.

DEIRDRE:

(she turns to Vincent)

And who are you?

VINCENT:

I'm Vincent. And I coordinate.

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