CLOSE ON - A ROLLED UP NEWSPAPER
Swinging in the HAND that carries it. Behind the paper aMARBLE FLOOR becomes an ELEVATOR FLOOR.
The carrier taps the paper against his leg as the elevator
The elevator floor becomes a CARPETED HALLWAY. The hand
drops the paper in front of a door then reaches into a BAGand pulls out ANOTHER NEWSPAPER.
The carrier walks down the hallway and does this a secondtime, then a third. At the fourth door
INT. BRANDILL TOWERS - HALLWAY - DAY
The paper lands at the feet of DAVE MONROE, 35, a friendlypoliceman doing SUDOKU in a FOLDING CHAIR.
My hand is here.
PEDRO, 28, the newspaper delivery man, answers.
I like to see you work for it.
You on Advanced yet?
They should call the goddamn Mediumlevel Advanced, just to fluff the
ego. Label the next one Genius.
It's all about celebrating mediocrity,
Pedro continues down the hall. Dave picks up the paper andopens the door behind him.
INT. MAURICE'S APARTMENT - FRONT HALL - DAY
Dave steps into the swank apartment.
Mr. Lunel-Caspi? I have your paper.
MAURICE LUNEL-CASPI, 60, distinguished, French, andoverbearing, appears in a SILK ROBE.
He's late. Again.
Maurice grabs the newspaper and looks at the front page,
clearly disappointed in what he sees. He rummages the paperuntil he finds what he wants.
Page three beneath the fold. A
Maurice steps into the
And cuts out the article. Dave awkwardly watches an ANKLEMONITOR poke out from beneath Maurice's robe.
Maurice tapes the clipping to a WALL COLLAGE of news items.
-- "Head of French National Assembly Arrested in New Yorkfor Sex Assault."
-- "Maurice Lunel-Caspi: 'I did not attack that maid.'"
-- "MLC suspends campaign for French president"
Any big news?
Does the most overpaid doorman inNew York want a hot tip to sell thePost?
I'm a police officer.
Whose job is to sit outside my door.
Dave turns to leave.
Third page beneath the fold. There's
(off Dave's look)
No new news.
Your robe is ugly.
Remember my lawyer's sending someoneat two.
The door shuts behind Dave.
Maurice stares at the wall, bored. He scratches his ankle.
The skin around the monitor is irritated from his nails.
Maurice flops onto the couch and flips through the paper.
Maurice looks over at an interior DOORWAY. He takes the
newspaper and walks over.
Maurice almost knocks, then fixes his robe and hair. He
Maurice knocks again.
Maurice opens the door.
INT. MASTER BEDROOM - DAY
EDITH RIVET, 55, Maurice's commanding wife, rises from herLEATHER CHAIR and marches away from her LAPTOP. She wears a
BUSINESS SUIT and speaks with an ambiguous internationalaccent.
We have one rule in this apartment.
I saw an article you might finduseful.
Edith starts pushing Maurice out of the room.
Wait until I come into the kitchen,
then show it to me. Or, if it can'twait, email me.
You want me to email you from theliving room?
I want you to walk into the living
I will if you look at the article.
I'll look at it in the living room.
Maurice makes a courteous gesture toward the door.
Cut the gentleman crap and walk infront of me.