信条Tenet Movie Script

The Protagonist JUMPS, SLOWING as he DROPS BEHIND THE WALL, OUT OF REACH OF THE POLICE, into a MARKET STREET and RELEASES his harness – disappearing into the crowd... EXT. MEMBER’S CLUB, LONDON – DAY The Protagonist walks down the busy Mall, and up the steps... INT. MEMBER’S CLUB, LONDON – DAY The Protagonist enters, is approached by a STEWARD.

STEWARD:

Can I help you, sir?

PROTAGONIST:

I’m Mr Crosby’s lunch.

STEWARD:

I presume you mean Sir Michael Crosby’s lunch?

PROTAGONIST:

Presume away.

STEWARD:

If you’ll follow me.

INT. LOUNGE, MEMBER’S CLUB – CONTINUOUS The Protagonist is shown to a table where a distinguished middle-aged man is already eating. CROSBY.

CROSBY:

Started without you, hope you don’t mind.

PROTAGONIST:

I’ll catch up.

(to the Steward) Same for me.

STEWARD:

I’ll send the waiter.

PROTAGONIST:

No, just pass on the order.

Crosby smiles at the Protagonist’s handling of the Steward.

CROSBY:

I gather you’ve an interest in a certain Russian national.

PROTAGONIST:

Anglo-Russian. So I’ll have to watch my step.

CROSBY:

Indeed. He’s tapped into the intelligence services – I’ve warned them he’s feeding them rubbish, but they don’t seem to care.

PROTAGONIST:

Tell me about him.

CROSBY:

I assume you’re familiar with the Soviet-era secret cities?

PROTAGONIST:

Closed cities, not shown on maps, built up around sensitive industries. Most of them have been opened up and renamed as regular towns.

CROSBY:

Not the one Sator grew up in.

Stalsk-12.

(MORE) CROSBY (CONT'D) In the seventies our people estimated its population at almost 200,000. Unacknowledged to this day. Thought to be abandoned.

Abandoned?

PROTAGONIST:

CROSBY:

Some kind of accident. After which we think it became a site for underground tests. Just two weeks ago, same day as the Kiev Opera siege, our satellites detected a detonation in north-west Siberia, about where we think Stalsk-12 was.