Or someone who has something worth delaying your gratification for... Sator signals Volkov – Kat glances over as Volkov RISES –
SATOR:
We’re finished.
PROTAGONIST:
Do you like opera?
At this, Sator pauses. Waves off Volkov.
SATOR:
Not here. You sail?
PROTAGONIST:
I’ve messed around on boats.
SATOR:
Be on the dock at eight. Ready to do more than mess around.
Kat, relieved, watches the Protagonist leave.
EXT. DINING ROOM, YACHT – MORNING Kat enters, dressed in sailing gear. Sator is already seated, similarly dressed, reading his phone, with a cup of coffee.
KAT:
Max has missed too much school this year. I’m taking him back to England.
SATOR:
No, you’re not. He has a tutor here.
KAT:
The school won’t be okay with –
SATOR:
Yes, they will.
KAT:
Can I finish?!
SATOR:
Look around you – he has everything he needs here.
A SERVANT places a plate with a silver cover in front of Kat, then pours her coffee.
KAT:
You don’t care what he needs. You bought the trappings of a king, but we both know you’re a grubby little man playing power games with a wife who doesn’t love him any more.
Sator looks at her.
SATOR:
You seem spirited today.
Do I?
KAT:
(defiant) Sator barely nods at the servant, who pulls off the lid...