Scene 1
EXT. DOWNTOWN MANHATTAN.
The sunlight is pouring through the skyscrapers and the camera zooms down the middle of Wall Street to the Carlyle Financial Group skyscraper.
The camera moves to a single window and enters the building.
Scene 2
INT. JAKE’S MANHATTAN OFFICE
The camera enters the office of Jake Edwards, the head of finance at Carlyle, who is sitting at his desk typing away at his computer.
Through the window, sitting at a small desk is Jake’s secretary, Geri Scott, who is answering a constantly ringing phone.
JAKE (mumbling to himself)
What’s going on here Jake? You can’t have lost all that money! You’ll be fired and your life is gonna go down the drain! Someone else is responsible… there HAS to be someone else!
GERI
Jake! Oliver, the CEO, is on the phone!
JAKE (mumbling to himself)
Oh shit oh shit. Think of an excuse Jake you NEED to find a solution to this problem! The CFO of Carlyle Financial can’t be responsible for losing 75% of its money overnight! He’s going to demand an explanation!
JAKE
Tell him I’m in a meeting with a client! I’ll get back to him as soon as it’s over!
GERI (on the phone with Oliver)
I’m sorry sir he’s in a meeting with a client. Would he be able to return your call in about 30 minutes?
Satisfied, Geri hangs up the phone.
GERI
He said it’s all right but he demands to hear from you by the next half hour!
JAKE
Okay thanks Geri!
Mumbling to himself again.
Wait, wait, wait… what is this? This money was sent out to someone? There were never any reports of major withdrawal from the Executive offices. Where did this money go? And, who was able to withdraw it without my knowledge?!
Jake, a career man known for his vulnerability to anxiety attacks, begins rolling his chair back and forth while shaking his head. He rolls to his office window, observing the concrete jungle below. He begins talking to himself once more.
JAKE
I pray to God that 75% of Carlyle’s money has not fallen into the hands of those terrorists. Those terrorists that, with their vicious bombings on five subway stations, were able to induce a sense of panic in this great city that has never been seen before in history. But, wait… the government enforced martial law upon New York City nearly a week ago. Not only does the military have complete control over the city, but every citizen is under complete and total surveillance. Shouldn’t the city be aware of what has occurred with Carlyle’s financial system? Yes, they must know.
After reassuring himself, the visible tension in Jake’s body loosens remarkably and he calmly slides his chair back to the desk.
The government is conscious of every move each human being makes in this citizen. If it has not already interfered then Carlyle was aware of this money being moved and it is in safe hands or my computer simply has a glitch… OH SHIT! I need to call Oliver back! GERI! Get Oliver on the phone now!
Scene 3
INT. JAKE’S OFFICE AND THE INTERIOR OF A GOVERNMENT SURVEILLANCE VAN
Geri dials the phone and then points to Jake letting him know that Oliver is on the other end.
JAKE
I’m terribly sorry sir, that meeting took far longer than expected. What is it that I can do for you?
The camera switches to the inside of a surveillance van encased in all kinds of technological gadgets. One of the two men working the equipment inside speaks through a voice converter into a phone.
FAKE OLIVER
Oh it’s no problem son. I just wanted to inform you that a finance check will not be necessary today. In fact, I’m making today your day off, as you have not been able to rest since the recent attacks.
The scene changes back to Jake’s office. Jake appears with a perplexed look on his face.
JAKE
Umm but, sir, aren’t those required daily?
Revert to the van.
FAKE OLIVER
Actually, I already checked it and it all is fine. Keep up the good work though son.
Revert to office.
Scene 4
INT. JAKE’S OFFICE
JAKE
Okay, I understand sir… I guess. By the way, do you have a cold of some sort? Your voice sounds fu-
Jake’s last word is interrupted by the dial tone. Due to growing suspicion, Jake decides to break “Oliver’s” request and delves further into the situation. Eventually, he stumbles across the name John Kostman, the secretary of Defense. It becomes evident that Kostman is the one responsible for moving the money.
JAKE
Distributor of cash: John Kostman? The Secretary of Defense? I guess with the eradication of our privacy, the government has the ability to find the password for any sort of computer system. But, what does Kostman want with this money?
The fast and consistent click clack of the keyboard is heard once again as Jake attempts to discover where Kostman sent this money and to whom it was delivered.
JAKE
SAE? That sounds familiar… Hey Geri! Do you have any idea what the letters, SAE, stand for or represent?
Geri pokes her head to the door opening.
GERI
That’s the French terrorist organization that was behind the subway attacks, sir. Remember only one cell of their organization has been arrested thus far. That is why there is so much panic right now. They’re still at large!
Jake’s familiar panic attack compulsions reappear. However, his seat rolling, foot tapping, and face rubbing has become much more severe and noticeable. He begins to talk to himself.
JAKE
No way the head of the Department of Homeland Security would be secretly funding this organization! We have been supporting our own enemy the whole time?! The man in charge of protecting us is also the man attacking us? We’ll never be safe unless this man’s true identity is revealed. He has the ability to wreak total chaos among the city and no one will be able to stop it…
Scene quickly changes to a violent image of New York City being bombed with people crying everywhere. A man is screaming into nothing by himself.
UNKNOWN MAN
Who will help us?? These attacks are not being stopped!! All of us are doomed!!
Scene changes back to Jake alone in his office.
They have used the perfect strategy to launch these attacks without hassle from the government or security because they are both of those things! But wait, if the terrorists are truly the Department of Homeland Security, then they already know that I know too much! HOLY SHIT!! Geri I have to go!! I umm I… my wife is gonna have a baby!
A look of utter confusion comes across Geri’s face as Jake furiously begins packing his belongings and searching for all components of his laptop.
GERI
But sir, you don’t have a wife… much less a girlfriend. What are you talking about and why are you in such a rush?
Jake continues searching for different items around his office compulsively. Finally, he looks up with an extremely noticeable amount of stress on his face.
JAKE
I’ll explain later… I gotta run!
Jake quickly exits the office with a bulging laptop bag in hand.
Scene 5
INT. HALLWAY OF OFFICE LEADING TO ELEVATORS
As soon as Jake slips past Geri, he spots three black- suited men with black ties and black sunglasses. Additionally, they all have earpieces connected to a radio. As they robotically march towards Jake’s office, it becomes apparent that these men were quite obviously sent on a mission from the government it appears. Luckily, Jake notices them first and, therefore, is given a brief second to slip some other way rather than his original path towards the elevators.
JAKE (in quiet tone)
Geri… if anyone comes by tell them that I went to the copier room and I’ll be back in ten minutes.
GERI
Okay sir, but can I please ask what the cause of this erratic behavior is?
JAKE (in quiet tone)
There’s no time. All I can say is that you will either learn what I have discovered soon or I’ll be dead soon… Okay! I really need to leave goodbye!
GERI
Wait, sir did you just say you might be dead soon?!?!
Jake slips through the sideway and out of Geri’s sight before she is able to complete her sentence within his earshot.
Scene 6
INT. JANITOR’S CLOSET
Jake has slipped into a nearby Janitor’s closet and is found typing away on his laptop in the dark.
JAKE (talking to self)
Come on Jake think! You remember the GPS code for the Carlyle building you can do this!
After a few seconds of typing a “ding” sounds from the computer.
JAKE (talking to self)
YES! Now where are these guys? I need to leak John Kostman’s secret before they find me or else I’m dead! All right now the Pentagon is out of the question. I can’t trust anyone that is government affiliated right now. I’m sure the CNN news network would enjoy this juicy piece of information… Now how can I send a protected file to them? How does one go about keeping something private from an institution that can see everything? I’m gonna have to…
Jake stops abruptly at a small beeping sound… it’s the GPS. The agents are in close proximity and closing in on him.
JAKE (talking to self)
Shit! They really can track your every move! They must have zeroed in my location from my laptop’s signal!
Scene 7
INT. HALLWAY OF OFFICE BUILDING
Jake quickly places his belongings back in his bag, slyly opens the door and peers around the corner in the direction from where the agents are coming. He makes a dash for the other end of the hallway and hits a dead end. He then glances at the latch on the window.
JAKE (talking to self)
Alright Jake you can either stay here, let them capture you, and be killed or you can step outside this window while risking the chance of falling 60 stories and being killed, or if you’re successful, you can escape to the other side of the building continue on with the mission.
Jake quickly steps onto the ledge, the wind blowing furiously into his face, and begins traversing along the side of the building to the next open window. Right as he passes the room he was previously in, several gunshots, fired from silenced guns, come pouring through the window but Jake quickens his pace and makes it through to the other side.
JAKE (talking to self)
Just another day at the office! You’re mine Kostman!
Jake runs to another hidden closet, opens his laptop, restarts the GPS application, and resumes attempting to send CNN the revealing information regarding John Kostman’s ties to the SAE Terrorist Organization.
JAKE (talking to self)
Of course! I can send it through as a sort of Trojan horse. At first glance, the government will assume it’s a typical piece of spam mail. But, the true part of the message will contain the key evidence that will prove Kostman’s guilt.
Jake sends the message, with a grin on his face. Shortly after, the GPS system beeps, sending panic through Jake’s body once again. Before he is able to attempt an escape once more, the door is thrust open and three agents appear. They quickly put a black bag over his head and drag him away.
Scene 8
Jake wakes up handcuffed to a chair in an interrogation room. In a hazy daze, he looks up to see John Kostman, along with two black suited agents. Both agents have guns and Kostman has a sour look of frustration on his face.
JOHN KOSTMAN
How many people know Jake?
JAKE
Know what? Why are you guys doing this to me?
JOHN KOSTMAN
Cut the crap! You know damn well why you’re here you little pansy! Now how many others know!?!
JAKE
I – I – I… I don’t know what you’re talking about sir.
JOHN KOSTMAN
Alright sally, if you’re gonna play dumb then we’ll see if a little waterboarding will give you some knowledge.
Just as soon as the agents begin bringing in the equipment, the door slams open as five new agents quickly handcuff Kostman and his henchmen. A tall, slender man with an FBI badge approaches Jake.
ROBERT BAYLOR
Jake, my name is Robert Baylor. I’m an FBI agent in charge of this terrorist mission. You displayed a hell of a lot of courage bring this scumbag to justice. You’re looking CNN transferred the information to us quick enough or these boys would have done some work on you that’s for sure.
JAKE
Thank you, sir. Am I free to go now?
ROBERT BAYLOR
Yes, you are free to go son. However, we will be meeting again soon. You’ll be receiving a medal for your valiant efforts in due time. You made your country proud son.
Jake shakes his hand, gives each of the agents a nod and exits the room. After his exit, the light slowly fades out and credits roll.
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