“A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor.” Proverb
INT. STEVE’S LIVING ROOM
Steve pours himself another bowl of health food cereal and drenches it in more single cream. He heads back to his armchair and watches an early morning chat show.
EXT. BUSY LONDON STREET – 4:55PM
Steve briskly walks past a few sex shops and slowly enters the Blarney Stone pub. It’s green and gold design looks much like any other old Irish pub.
A BARMAN (plump, brown hair, thin outlined jaw beard) notices Steve.
BARMAN: [in an Irish accent] What can I gets ya?
Steve looks around the pub and doesn’t make any visual contact with the barman.
STEVE: Nothing, I’m meeting someone.
The barman nods and looks away.
Steve begins walking around the pub, peering inside booths.
JOE (5’4, thin Japanese male wearing a purple velour track suit) nods subtly to gain Steve’s attention.
Steve slides himself into Joe’s booth, behind a glass of Pepsi. Joe takes a sip of his previously untouched white wine.
STEVE: Alright Joe?
JOE: Alright Steve.
STEVE: [after taking a sip of his Pepsi] So, what’s new?
JOE: [smirking] The wife’s pregnant!
STEVE: Ah Joe, that’s great news!
Steve raises his Pepsi and clanks his glass off of Joe’s.
JOE: Thanks Steve. Anyway, I brought you a little something.
Joe reaches into the corner of the booth and lifts up a gift-wrapped shirt and tie box.
JOE: Happy Birthday!
Joe smiles and places the box beside Steve.
STEVE: Anything I should know that isn’t there?
JOE: No, simple job. All self-explanatory.
Steve awkwardly smiles and downs the remains of his drink.
STEVE: Alright Joe. Congrats again! Friday though, the Vogue in Harrow. Alright?
JOE: See you then Steve.
Steve shoves the box into his left armpit and leaves.
INT. STEVE’S FLAT – EARLY EVENING
Steve closes his front door and takes the gift-wrapped box from under his arm. He heads to his kitchen.
INT. STEVE’S KITCHEN – CONTINUOUS
Steve places the box on the counter before removing his overcoat. He then rips off the wrapping paper and opens the box. Inside are ten pages of handwritten notes, two sets of photos and their negatives, as well as five stacked piles of fifty-pound notes.
He takes a random wad of the notes, folds them and inserts them into his pocket, then grabs the rest of the cash, enters his bedroom, and returns.
Steve opens his fridge, takes out a bottle of Pepsi, grabs the box and heads to the living room.
INT. STEVE’S LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS
Steve sits in his armchair and takes a sip from his Pepsi bottle, he begins reading the notes.
“Michael Adams – 31. 1.78m tall, 10 1/2 stone.
Works out every few days, keeps in shape. Physically fit… Is alone from 11PM until…
He takes another casual sip from the bottle and flips through the colour photos, going through profile shots, side shots and other detailed pictures. MICHAEL is shown from every possible angle very clearly.