FIRST SCRIPT

“UNNAMED PROJECT” 

By 

Elise Booth 

FADE IN:  

PHONE CALL  

EXT. THE CITY CENTRE OF PRAGUE - DAY 

Establishing shots of Prague. Text overlay reads ‘PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC – PRESENT DAY’. Blonde young woman, BLAIR, dressed in yellow smart/casual clothes featuring a yellow colour palette is sat/stood in front of a Clock Tower. Her mobile phone rings. The phone reads ‘Withheld Number’. She answers it.  

INT. DARK ROOM – DAY   

Split-screen revealing the caller. She is brunette young woman, ELEANOR with dark makeup and red clothing, her exact location is not revealed but she is sat in a dark-purple toned room speaking into a yellow telephone.    

BLAIR 

Eleanor. 

ELEANOR 

You were expecting me? 

Split-scene ends and the shot switches to Blair. 

EXT. PRAGUE CITY CENTRE - DAY 

BLAIR 

I always do.  

Shot switches to Eleanor. 

INT. DARK ROOM – DAY  

ELEANOR 

A have a mission for you. A special parcel for you to pick up.  

EXT. PRAGUE CITY CENTRE - DAY 

BLAIR 

You know I won’t let you down. 

FADE OUT: 

FADE IN:  

THE CAR 

INT. - POSH EUROPEAN HOTEL - EVENING 

Tracking shot of BLAIR walking down the hotel stairs and out of the door where a smart black car is waiting for her.  

EXT. - THE STREET OUTSIDER HER HOTEL 

Close-ups and mid-shot of her outfit, she is wearing a yellow cocktail dress and yellow jacket with black heels.  

Close up shots of the door being opened for her and her stepping in. Mid shots of the car as it appears to be travelling quite fast around the city.  

INT. - SMART CAR 

Close up shots of her applying red lipstick in a compact mirror. A text appears on her phone from the withheld number. It reads ‘IS THE MEETING GOING AHEAD AS PLANNED?’ She sends a reply, ‘YES, ON MY WAY TO HIM NOW.  

FADE OUT: 

FADE IN:  

THE DATE  

INT. A HIGH-END BAR – EVENING  

BLAIR walks into the modern-noir bar, jazz music is playing and there is an man, LEONARDO, sat in a booth alone we only see him from the back. He is wearing a smart tailored black tuxedo with red accents. Extreme close-ups of his features but not yet his face. Close-ups of BLAIR’s shoes as she walks towards him. 

BLAIR 

(As she sits down at the table)  

Fashionably late  

BLAIR 

Got to keep you on your toes. I had a busy day at work – you know how it is. 

LEONARDO 

And what exactly were you working on today? 

BLAIR 

If I told you that, I would have to kill you. 

LEONARDO raises his eye. A cocktail waiter appears. 

BLAIR 

The usual please – two.  

The waiter nods and walks away. 

LEONARDO 

(Laughing) 

You’re a girl who knows what she wants. 

BLAIR 

A woman. 

Two martinis arrive at the table. They toast. 

FADE OUT: 

FADE IN:  

PARCEL PICK UP  

EXT. POSH EUROPEAN HOTEL – MORNING 

INT. HOTEL ROOM – MORNING  

An alarm goes off and bleeps, it reads 6:00. BLAIR is lay in the hotel bed, she reaches out her hand and turns off the alarm. A song plays in the background. She puts on her makeup, yellow eyeshadow, dark eyeliner and false lashes, black lipstick.  

While this is happening text messages overlay on the scene from the same withheld number. ‘IT’S PICK UP DAY, I HOPE YOU GOT ALL OF THE INFORMATION YOU NEEDED’  

EXT. OUTSIDE THE HOTEL 

Cuts to her in the same smart black car. The car zooms through the busy city traffic. Pulls up outside the town hall. She steps out and walks up the stairs.  

INT. THE TOWN HALL 

She walks through the corridors and arrives at a desk. There is a male employee dressed smartly. 

BLAIR 

I’m here to collect.  

EMPLOYEE  

For? 

She hands him a note. He raises his eye and presents her with a medium sized parcel with FRAGILE tape on it. She walks away with it. 

FADE OUT: 

FADE IN:  

THE END 

BLAIR gets into the car, as the door shuts a yellow book slams shut. The scenery changes, she is wearing less heavy makeup and in a different more casual car. It is apparent that her surroundings have been a fantasy formed from the book she was reading.  

She receives a text message, ‘HEYY, DID YOU GRAB IT? X’, she types a response, ‘YEP. MISSION SUCCESS.’. She receives a reply, ‘HAHA, YOU READ TOO MANY SPY BOOKS SIS’. Another alert pops up on her phone, it is a tinder message from the guy she met at the bar, ‘HAD A GREAT TIME THE OTHER NIGHT. DATE NUMBER TWO?? :)'  

She puts her phone down, on top of the yellow book, and drives away.  

FADE OUT: 

THE END