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31.<br />
EXT. INTERNAL SECURITY HEADQUARTERS - CAR PARK<br />
A car parks up. The Intelligence Agent gets out. Along<br />
with a Police officer, they get out a PLASTI-CUFFED Beth,<br />
who has her head covered in a HESSIAN SACK.<br />
INT. INTERNAL SECURITY H.Q. - INTERROGATION ROOM<br />
Beth sits, with a BRUISED FACE, at a METAL TABLE.<br />
INTELLIGENCE AGENT<br />
No I.D. At the site of a rebel<br />
bombing. And an attempted<br />
assassination of our Supreme<br />
Minister.<br />
BETH<br />
I was in the wrong place--<br />
Beth shakes as the Intelligence Agent slams his fist down<br />
on the table.<br />
INTELLIGENCE AGENT<br />
Something doesn’t add up! But it<br />
will. Until then you can think<br />
about it on The Island.<br />
The Intelligence Agent passes her a CIVIL I.D. CARD.<br />
FADE TO BLACK.<br />
FADE IN:<br />
ESTABLISHING. Wellington Harbour looking out to<br />
Matiu/Somes Island from Normandale. Dead trees eclipse the<br />
f.g. as a FERRY heads out to the island. The sky is DARK.<br />
The SEA is rough as the vessel is assaulted by the<br />
current.<br />
EXT. FERRY - DECK (MORNING)<br />
A GUARD watches from the deck. Unshaven, he looks more<br />
like a privateer than a sailor.<br />
The Guard glances up as an ATTACK HELICOPTER flies over,<br />
like a giant metallic mosquito looking for prey.<br />
A companion throws up over the side. His RIFLE CLANGS<br />
against the railing. He spits angrily at the ocean.
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