20-11-2008
A car is parked by a boat ramp near a lake. A second car comes and has parked. Kelechi Nwanuforo exits his car with his dog, looking very suspicious. Their are two other people in the background.
Kel: (to dog) Go on, look at that ball. Go on, go get that ball! (Kel throws a tennis ball and the dog chases after it).
Kel looks At the other car, the back window winds down to show William Drathman on his mobile Phone talking.
Drathman: (On his mobile Phone)... There's no problem I'm dealing with that right now! (Drathman gives Kel a small wave).
Kel: (As soon as Kel sees Drathman) God damn it! (Kel closes his car door and heads to Drathman's car. Kel's dog comes back with the ball).
Kel: What the hell are you doing here, this is not the office, this is my… private time!.
Drathman: Ten minutes!
Kel: No! I said no Tuesday I said no last week and I'm gonna keep saying no till you hear me!(Drathman exits his car and stands up).
Drathman: Five minutes, Mr. Chairman. That's all I ask, five minutes.(The two walk to the bank of the lake. They sit on a fence. Drathman brings a flask).
Drathman: Want some gin?
Kel: I don't want any gin, I want to play with my… dog!
Drathman: (Drathman opens his flask and drinks the gin as they talk) Look, I'm not asking you to vote in his favour. Just release your people. Let them go the way they want.
Kel: You mean the way you want!.
Drathman: Not just me.
Kel: Look we're a cutting-edge, high-techs company so I can accept microprocessors, supercomputers, artificial intelligence and cybernetic enhancements. But heavy advanced weapons manufacturer!
Drathman: Liberal hysteria?
Kel: Look, I'm not gonna sit in that boardroom and watch this guy turn Fox Enterprises into his own personal weapon shop!.(Kel leaves the wooden fence and walks along the riverbank and Drathman follows him).
Drathman: Sir!(Kel throws the tennis ball to the dog and the dog chases after it). Look, personally he doesn't care who bangs who, which board members get stoned. But this is the richest, most powerful nation on earth, and therefore the most hated, and you and I know what the average citizen does not, that we are at war twenty-four hours of everyday.
Kel: Yeah, yeah, yeah…(Kel sits down on a bench).
Drathman: Do I have to remind you of the increase of are stock price in the past twelve months alone with the help of Mr. Phantom
Kel: Will, cut the crap. I've got three major department heads alone that are just gonna get killed by this move.(Drathman then sits down on the bench).
Drathman: He promise you profits equal to or greater than whatever those people gave this company.
Kel: I'm not talking about profits, damn it. I'm talking about the control of Fox Enterprises being out of are hands. Jesus man, wake up… This conversation is over.(Kel gets up off the bench. Drathman grabs his jacket arm).
Drathman: I beg you Sir, please don't.(Drathman lets go of the jacket arm). I've been there for you the past haven't I. There were times, personal situations where you needed my personal assistance and my confidence.
Kel: Are you blackmailing me you piece of shit?
Drathman: I'm sorry, we can't find a common ground on this one Sir, your a good man, the people of this company are lucky have you representing them.
Drathman has a sip of gin. And Kel walks away from the bench with his dog to his car. As he walks to the car another man follows him. As Kel opens the car door, Mr. Smith comes from behind and stabs him with a needle behind the ear. The dog barks. Mr. Smith lays the body in the car, spreads pills on the floor, releases the hand brake and closes the door. The car rolls down the ramp and into the lake. The dog runs after the car. As the car sinks in the lake, the dog yawns.
Mr. Smith: I hate cottages.