信条Tenet Movie Script

SATOR:

Good with fists for a diplomat...

KAT:

Paranoia’s your department. He seems nice, I invited him to the dinner.

(turns away) Max?... Max?!...

SATOR:

He’s visiting Pompeii and Herculaneum.

KAT:

Overnight? You just sent him off?!

SATOR:

He’s my son.

KAT:

Our son. I told him I’d go with him –

SATOR:

I explained you were busy. With your friend.

He turns, walks away. She watches him leave.

INT. RESTAURANT, AMALFI COAST – EVENING The Protagonist walks towards a table where Sator, holding court, attacks some crabs. Volkov stops the Protagonist and FRISKS him, in full view of the diners.

PROTAGONIST:

Where I’m from, you buy me dinner first.

Without looking, Sator gestures at a seat, Volkov lets the Protagonist pass. He sits.

PROTAGONIST (CONT'D) Mr Sator? I’m –

SATOR:

(quiet) Don’t bother. Just tell me if you’ve slept with my wife, yet.

The Protagonist glances up at Kat, opposite, chatting.

PROTAGONIST:

No. Not yet.

A glance from Sator between buttery mouthfuls of crab.

SATOR:

How would you like to die?

Old.

PROTAGONIST:

SATOR:

You chose the wrong profession.

Sator returns a toast from a grinning guest. Reaches a greasy palm to the Protagonist’s cheek, as if in friendliness... SATOR (CONT'D) There’s a walled garden up the road. We’re going to take you there, cut your throat, not across, in the middle, like a hole. Then we take your balls, stuff them in the cut, block the windpipe.

Complex.

PROTAGONIST:

SATOR:

It’s gratifying to watch a man you don’t like try to pull his own balls out of his throat before he chokes.