INT WAITING AREA – DULLES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
Abigail peers through the glass at the climbing plane.
SADUSKY (O.S.) (a shout)
Mrs. Gates!
Agent Sadusky and his assisting agents swarm to where she is.
SADUSKY (CONT’D)
Was your husband on that plane?
She steps away without a word, Sadusky follows her.
SADUSKY (CONT’D)
He never notified my office that he was leaving the country. He’s broken the condition of our little agreement.
ABIGAIL
It was an emergency, I assure you.
Agent Dawes joins the group.
AGENT DAWES
(to Sadusky)
Flight 22 to Paris.
SADUSKY
(to Abigail)
You know I could have that plane turned back.
ABIGAIL
Somehow I don’t think you really want to do that.
SADUSKY
That’s right. No sense inconveniencing upstanding citizens. But your husband is going to find a warm reception for him and he’s going to wish we caught him here.
INT COACH OF AN INTERNATIONAL FLIGHT
Riley’s laptop BEEPS once and Ben opens one eye. Since his friend doesn’t stir, he reaches over and lifts the lid.
In a corner of the screen a box flashes the text: “Plan B working. Abigail.”
And below that another message:
“Key found. Show results? Y/N”
STEWARDESS
(whispering over Riley)
Care for a beverage?
BEN
No thanks. I’m settling in for a good read.
Across the aisle Rance watches the laptop with interest. He sports a high turtle neck, the better to hide his tatoos.
INT THE CSS GRAY WHALE – DAY
LON (V.O.)
Her exterior, magnificent as it was, did not prepare me for what she contained inside.
Lon follows Ross from station to station on the operations deck of the vessel. There is an air of quiet efficiency, maintained by the crew, hand picked by Ross.
ROSS
We’ll confer later and assign your men to suitable positions.
Jimmy enters from aft.
JIMMY
Lon, this ship has two engines, one forward and one aft, each drives a propeller.
ROSS
They make her quite fast.
LON
How fast?
ROSS
Say 25 knots.
Mr. Clay descends the ladder onto the operations deck. Ross notices him and goes immediately to him.
ROSS (CONT’D)
Mr. Clay! Glad to see you. Have you any news about my payment?
CLAY
We’re very close, Mr. Keenan. I should think by tomorrow.
(He pulls Lon aside)
Well, Captain Turner. How do you like her?
LON
She’s a wonder, but frankly I’m concerned. I am not fully convinced that she’s seaworthy.
CLAY
Count on it Ross knows his business. But for now, I have another project.
LON
I knew it! We’re errand boys again!
CLAY
And a very important errand. I don’t think you’d be surprised to hear that we are losing the war.
Lon registers shock.
CLAY (CONT’D)
Come now, you’ve heard the news. It’s all bad. We need to take measures for the future of the cause.
LON
You mean – a guerilla war?
CLAY
Yes. Not immediately, but eventually, and we’ll need to be prepared.
LON
More gold.
Clay nods.
CLAY
We are going to take everything we have here in France out.
LON
How much?
CLAY
Three and a half million, minus what we owe for this vessel.
LON
I mean, how much does it weigh?
CLAY
I’d say a couple of tons.
LON
We can easily swap it in for ballast then.