
The Bourne Supremacy
EXT. MERCEDES WINDSHIELD -- DUSK
It's raining... Light strobes across the wet glass at a
rhythmic pace...
Suddenly -- through the window a face -- JASON BOURNE --
riding in the backseat -- his gaze fixed.
INT. MERCEDES -- NIGHT
On his knee -- a syringe and a gun --
The eyes of the driver, JARDA, watching --
BOURNE'S POV -- the passenger -- back of his HEAD -- cell
phone rings -- the HEAD turns -- it's CONKLIN --
BOURNE returns his stare...
CUT TO:
BOURNE'S EYES OPEN! -- panicked -- gasping -- trying to stay
quiet -- MARIE sleeps.
INT. COTTAGE LIVING AREA/BATHROOM -- NIGHT
BOURNE moving for the medicine cabinet. Digs through the
medicine cabinet. Downs something specific.
INT./EXT. COTTAGE LIVING ROOM/VERANDA -- NIGHT
One minute later. BOURNE moves out onto the veranda.
MARIE pads in. Watching him for a moment. Concerned. Clearly
it's not the first time this has happened.
They both look different than last we saw them; his hair is
longer. She's a blonde. Hippie travelers. Their cottage is
humble but sweet. The bedroom opens to a beach and a town
just down the hill. CLUB MUSIC from some all night rave
wafting in from the far distance.
MARIE:
Where were you, Jason? In the car.
BOURNE:
Conklin up front.
MARIE:
I'll get the book.
BOURNE:
No. There's nothing new.
MARIE:
You're sure?
(he nods)
We should still -- we should write
it down.
BOURNE:
Two years we're scribbling in a
notebook --
MARIE:
-- it hasn't been two years --
BOURNE:
-- it's always bad and it's never
anything but bits and pieces anyway!
(she's gone quiet)
You ever think that maybe it's just
making it worse? You don't wonder
that?
She lays her hands on his shoulders, steadies him.
MARIE:
We write them down because sooner or
later you're going to remember
something good.
BOURNE:
(softens)
I do remember something good. All
the time. I remember you.
She smiles. Kisses him. Leads him back in.
MARIE getting BOURNE into the bed. Turning down the light.
Getting him settled. Waiting for that pill to kick in. What
would he do without her?
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