Name Joe Murkijanian
Phone 323-2536402
Opening Scene: Aerial Shot of the CIA Headquarters
EXT. SKY OVER LANGLEY, VIRGINIA - MORNING
The screen fades in from black to a sweeping aerial view of
Langley, Virginia, as the rising sun casts a golden glow over
the Potomac River, its surface shimmering like liquid fire.
The camera glides effortlessly, cutting through the morning
mist hanging low over the tree-covered hills of McLean.
CAMERA PANS RIGHT
The dense forest gives way to a sprawling complex, 1000
Colonial Farm Road, the unmistakable heart of American
intelligence: The Central Intelligence Agency Headquarters.
OVERHEAD SHOT
The camera soars higher, revealing
the vast expanse of the CIA
compound. White buildings with
clean, modern lines sit nestled
amidst meticulously landscaped
grounds, their stark geometry
contrasting with the lush greenery
surrounding them.
The Original Headquarters Building (OHB): A blocky, angular
structure at the heart of the campus.
The New Headquarters Building (NHB): Sleek and glassy,
reflecting the soft morning light.
The Memorial Wall Courtyard: Just visible between buildings,
its serene fountain adding a touch of quiet dignity to the
scene.
MOVEMENT TOWARD THE MAIN ENTRANCE
The camera tilts downward and zooms in as the iconic CIA
seal, a majestic eagle encircled by stars, comes into view on
the courtyard’s central walkway.
FADE IN:
EXT. A BUSTLING MARKETPLACE - DAY
A vibrant outdoor market teems with life. Vendors yell over
one another, hawking goods. Steam rises from food stalls,
mixing with the aroma of spices and sweat. The air buzzes
with conversations in multiple languages.
The camera moves through the crowd, observing the chaos,
before settling on a man standing at the edge of the market.
ETHAN CROSS (35) leans casually against a weathered wall,
partially obscured by shadows. He is chameleon-like—his sharp
features nondescript, his posture unassuming. His eyes,
however, are piercing, scanning the crowd with cold
precision. He wears a threadbare jacket and scuffed boots,
blending seamlessly with the locals. A faint scar runs along
his jawline, barely noticeable unless you’re looking for it.
Ethan doesn’t just watch—he absorbs. Every gesture, every
voice is cataloged, filed away in a mind trained for absolute
control.
A crackle of static draws his attention. He adjusts a
discreet earpiece hidden beneath his unkempt hair.
VOICE (V.O.)
(through earpiece)
Target inbound. Ten meters. Red
scarf.
Ethan shifts imperceptibly, his eyes locking on a woman in a
flowing red scarf weaving through the crowd.
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Scene 2: The Exchange
EXT. MARKETPLACE ALLEYWAY - DAY
The bustling noise fades as Ethan slips into a narrow
alleyway. The walls are damp, streaked with grime, and the
air is heavy with the smell of decay. He moves with predatory
grace, silent and deliberate.
The woman in the red scarf, ALIA NASIR (29), emerges from the
crowd. She is striking—dark, determined eyes framed by loose
curls that spill out from beneath her scarf. She carries a
leather satchel clutched protectively to her chest. Her every
movement is precise, her expression cautious but resolute.
Ethan steps out of the shadows, blocking her path.
ETHAN
(low, calm)
You’re late.
Alia freezes for a moment, her hand instinctively reaching
into the satchel.
ALIA
(snarling)
And you’re too visible.
Ethan smirks, a faint twitch of amusement that never reaches
his eyes.
ETHAN
This isn’t my first rodeo. Hand it
over.
She hesitates, scanning the alley as if expecting someone to
leap out.
ALIA
If you’re compromised, this will
kill us both.
ETHAN
(stepping closer)
The only thing compromising us is
your hesitation.
Reluctantly, she pulls a small encrypted drive from her
satchel. She hands it to Ethan, her fingers brushing his for
a split second.
ALIA
(low)
This… doesn’t make us allies.
ETHAN
(flat)
Good. Allies are liabilities.
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Scene 3: A Man of Many Faces
Genres:
["Thriller","Espionage"]
Ratings
Scene
2 -
The Weight of Identity
INT. SPARSE APARTMENT - NIGHT
A dimly lit room, bare except for a mattress on the floor, a
rickety desk, and a cracked mirror mounted on the wall. The
hum of a single overhead bulb fills the silence.
Ethan sits at the desk, inserting the encrypted drive into a
secure laptop. The screen floods with lines of code and
classified documents.
A small window pops up: TRANSFER IN PROGRESS…
He leans back, rolling his shoulders as he studies his
reflection in the cracked mirror. His expression is
unreadable, but the faintest flicker of weariness crosses his
face.
From a corner of the room, a phone buzzes. Ethan picks it up.
MARGO (V.O.)
(over the phone)
Did you get it?
ETHAN
Yes.
MARGO (V.O.)
Good. Tomorrow, you’re meeting
Korda. Time to put on a new face.
Ethan glances at a collection of passports and IDs spread
across the desk. Each one bears a different identity, a
different story.
He picks up one and studies it. The name reads Daniel Voss.
ETHAN
(flat)
Daniel Voss. Charming, ruthless, a
touch of vanity.
MARGO (V.O.)
(nods through the phone)
Exactly. Remember, Ethan—you’re not
a person. You’re a tool. Tools
don’t think, they act.
Ethan’s jaw tightens, but he says nothing.
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Scene 4: Entering the Den
EXT. OPULENT MANSION - NIGHT
Ethan approaches a sprawling mansion lit up like a beacon
against the dark skyline. Guards patrol the perimeter, their
movements precise and intimidating.
Dressed in a sleek suit, Ethan is the epitome of confidence
and charm. He strides up to the gate, handing over an ID to a
guard who scrutinizes it for a moment before nodding.
As the gates open, Ethan steps through, his face calm but his
eyes scanning every detail.
ETHAN (V.O.)
The first rule of the game: blend
in. The second rule: make them
trust you before they realize
you’re a threat.
The camera lingers on his face as he walks toward the
mansion, his expression betraying nothing.
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Scene 5: The Role of a Lurker
INT. MANSION - LUXURIOUS LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The room oozes opulence. Crystal chandeliers cast soft golden
light on plush furniture and priceless artwork. The sound of
low conversation and clinking glasses creates a sophisticated
hum.
Ethan mingles effortlessly, his every movement deliberate. He
exchanges polite nods and handshakes, slipping seamlessly
into the fabric of the gathering.
Across the room stands VICTOR KORDA (50s), a commanding
figure with sharp, hawk-like features. His tailored suit and
measured movements exude power. People gather around him like
planets orbiting a sun.
Ethan picks up a glass of champagne from a passing server,
his eyes locking on Korda’s.
KORDA
(smiling)
I don’t believe we’ve met.
Ethan approaches, offering a disarming grin.
ETHAN
Daniel Voss. Financial consultant.
I specialize in… helping people
like you protect what matters most.
Korda’s expression flickers, intrigued but cautious. He
gestures for Ethan to sit beside him.
KORDA
That’s quite the claim, Mr. Voss.
And what exactly do you think
matters most to me?
Ethan leans forward slightly, lowering his voice.
ETHAN
Power. Influence. And the ability
to keep both, no matter who comes
knocking.
Korda chuckles, raising his glass in a mock toast.
KORDA
A bold man. I like that.
As they talk, the camera pans to a discreet corner of the
room, where a small surveillance device, barely the size of a
button, sits unnoticed on a bookshelf. A red light flickers
briefly before going dark.
CUT TO:
Genres:
["Thriller","Espionage","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
3 -
The Weight of Loyalty
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan sits in the glow of a laptop screen in a dimly lit safe
house. The room is sparse, with concrete walls and the hum of
an air conditioning unit.
On the screen, a live feed shows the surveillance footage
from the mansion. Ethan rewinds the conversation with Korda,
pausing on key moments.
A secure line rings on his phone. He answers.
MARGO (V.O.)
(over the line)
Impressive work. You’re in.
ETHAN
(grimly)
He’s cautious. I’ll need time to
earn his trust.
MARGO (V.O.)
That’s what you do, Ethan. You’re a
Lurker.
ETHAN
(flat)
A ghost with a pulse.
MARGO (V.O.)
Exactly. Lurkers don’t act until
the right moment. You watch, you
listen, you wait. You’re invisible
until you’re indispensable.
Ethan leans back, the faintest flicker of doubt crossing his
face.
ETHAN
And then?
MARGO (V.O.)
Then you do what you were sent to
do. No questions, no hesitation.
Ethan ends the call, his jaw tightening. He stares at his
reflection in the darkened laptop screen—a man who barely
recognizes himself.
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Scene 6: Korda’s Test
EXT. PRIVATE ESTATE - SHOOTING RANGE - DAY
A sprawling estate with manicured lawns. At the far end, a
high-tech shooting range buzzes with activity. Korda and his
inner circle gather, laughing and taking turns firing at
distant targets.
Ethan stands slightly apart, watching. His tailored casual
clothes and calm demeanor blend seamlessly with the group,
yet his eyes remain focused, analyzing every detail.
Korda waves him over.
KORDA
Come now, Mr. Voss. Let’s see what
you’re made of.
Ethan approaches, accepting a sleek, customized pistol.
KORDA (CONT'D)
(smiling)
A man’s aim tells you everything
about him. Confidence. Control.
Conviction.
Ethan takes his place at the line, raising the gun with
practiced ease. He fires three quick shots. The camera
follows the bullets hitting the bullseye with perfect
precision.
Korda raises an eyebrow, impressed.
KORDA (CONT'D)
Confidence, indeed. But control?
Let’s see if you can handle the
real test.
He gestures toward a second target—a clay pigeon launcher.
The first clay pigeon flies into the air. Ethan fires,
shattering it. Another follows, then another. He hits every
one.
The group murmurs in approval.
KORDA (CONT'D)
(nods)
You’re a man who doesn’t miss. I
admire that.
Korda’s tone darkens, his smile fading.
KORDA (CONT'D)
But remember, Mr. Voss, in my
world, missing isn’t an option. Not
with a target, not with your
loyalty.
Ethan holds Korda’s gaze, unflinching.
ETHAN
Neither is mine.
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Flashback: Korda’s Upbringing
Genres:
["Thriller","Action"]
Ratings
Scene
4 -
A Vow in the Storm
INT. SMALL VILLAGE HUT - NIGHT
A dimly lit, dilapidated hut creaks under the weight of a
storm outside. Rain pours through the cracks in the roof,
pooling on the dirt floor. A young Victor Korda (12 years
old) crouches in the corner, his hollow cheeks and sunken
eyes a testament to years of hunger. His tattered clothes
barely shield him from the cold wind howling through the
broken walls.
KORDA’S MOTHER (40s), frail and coughing, sits on a wooden
stool, stitching together scraps of fabric. Her hands are
rough and calloused, trembling with exhaustion.
YOUNG KORDA
(quietly)
Mama, why don’t we leave?
His mother looks up, her face lined with worry and weariness.
KORDA’S MOTHER
Leave and go where, Victor? There’s
no escape from this. The world
doesn’t care about people like us.
Victor’s small hands ball into fists as he looks at the rain-
soaked walls, his voice tinged with defiance.
YOUNG KORDA
One day, they’ll care.
His mother pauses, her needle hovering mid-air.
KORDA’S MOTHER
Victor—
Suddenly, the door bursts open, and a local militia storms
in, their leader barking orders.
MILITIA LEADER
Where’s your husband? He owes us
for the harvest!
Korda’s mother stands shakily, shielding Victor with her
body.
KORDA’S MOTHER
He’s gone. He’s dead! There’s
nothing left to give.
The militia leader sneers, shoving her aside.
MILITIA LEADER
Then we’ll take what we need.
Two soldiers ransack the tiny home, overturning furniture and
stealing the little food they have. Young Victor watches, his
wide eyes filled with helpless fury.
As the soldiers leave, one of them tosses a bag of grain onto
the muddy ground outside, laughing cruelly.
MILITIA SOLDIER
Maybe next time you’ll learn to
share.
Victor bolts outside, falling to his knees in the rain. He
tries to lift the grain bag, but it’s too heavy for his small
frame. His mother limps after him, collapsing beside him.
KORDA’S MOTHER
(weakly)
Leave it, Victor.
Victor looks up at the dark sky, rain streaming down his face
like tears.
YOUNG KORDA
(whispering)
I’ll never let them take from us
again. Never.
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INT. MAKESHIFT SCHOOLHOUSE - DAY
Young Victor sits at a crude desk, surrounded by other
impoverished children. The teacher, MR. MIROV (50s), writes
on the blackboard with chalk that crumbles in his hand.
MR. MIROV
Power comes from control—control of
resources, of people, of fear.
Those who have power decide who
eats and who starves.
Victor’s hand shoots up.
YOUNG KORDA
(earnestly)
How do we get power?
Mirov turns, studying the boy’s intense gaze.
MR. MIROV
You take it. No one will ever give
it to you.
Victor absorbs this, his young face hardening with
understanding.
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INT. MILITIA CAMP - NIGHT (YEARS LATER)
A teenage Victor (17) sits by a fire surrounded by grizzled
militia fighters. He’s now wiry but strong, his face a mask
of determination. He listens intently as the Militia
Leader—the same man who terrorized his family—boasts about
controlling the village.
MILITIA LEADER
The weak serve the strong. That’s
the way of the world.
Victor grips his rusted rifle tightly, his knuckles white.
TEENAGE KORDA
(quietly)
Until the weak rise up.
The leader laughs, not noticing Victor’s seething rage.
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Genres:
["Drama","Action"]
Ratings
Scene
5 -
Reflections of Power
INT. PRESIDENTIAL PALACE - PRESENT DAY
Victor Korda, now in his 40s, sits in a lavish office,
surrounded by wealth and opulence. He looks out a massive
window at the oil fields he now controls, his face
unreadable.
A trusted advisor enters, bowing slightly.
ADVISOR
The new shipments are ready, sir.
Shall I proceed?
Korda turns, his voice calm but icy.
KORDA
Do it. And remind them who holds
the power now.
The advisor leaves, and Korda sits alone. He pulls out an
old, tattered photograph of his mother and stares at it for a
long moment.
KORDA (CONT'D)
(softly)
They’ll care now, Mama.
He places the photo back in his desk, his face hardening as
he leans back in his chair, ready to wield the power he’s
spent his entire life amassing.
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Scene 7: The Cost of Shadows
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan pours himself a glass of whiskey, sitting at the edge
of the room in near-darkness. His laptop sits open, showing
photos of Korda, Anya, and various members of his inner
circle.
Pinned to the wall are documents detailing Korda’s
operations—financial records, encrypted emails, surveillance
photos.
Ethan’s gaze lingers on a photo of ANYA KORDA, Victor’s
sister. Her face is striking, her expression one of quiet
intelligence. A brief flashback interrupts the scene:
FLASHBACK: ETHAN AND ANYA
Ethan and Anya share a drink in a dimly lit bar, her laugh
breaking through the tension of the mission. For a moment,
Ethan seems like a real person, his charm natural and
uncalculated.
BACK TO PRESENT
Ethan stares at her photo, conflicted. The phone rings,
pulling him out of his thoughts.
MARGO (V.O.)
(over the line)
Korda likes you. That’s good.
(MORE)
MARGO (V.O.) (CONT'D)
But remember, Ethan, a Lurker has
no friends. No attachments.
Ethan doesn’t respond.
MARGO (V.O.)
We’ve put you in the perfect
position to strike when the time
comes. Don’t screw it up.
She hangs up, leaving Ethan alone in the silence, his drink
untouched.
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Scene 8: The Mask Slipping
Genres:
["Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
6 -
Masks and Vulnerabilities
INT. ANYA’S PRIVATE STUDY - NIGHT
Ethan stands by the window of a lavish but cozy study,
nursing a glass of wine. The room is dimly lit, the flicker
of a small fireplace casting shadows on the walls lined with
books.
ANYA KORDA sits across from him, a dossier in her lap,
studying him with quiet curiosity. She’s sharp, perceptive,
and unafraid to challenge him—a quality Ethan finds both
disarming and unnerving.
ANYA
You’re an interesting man, Mr.
Voss.
Ethan glances over his shoulder, smirking faintly.
ETHAN
Interesting? That’s vague.
ANYA
Maybe because you’re vague. You’re
always watching, always listening,
but you rarely say much about
yourself.
Ethan takes a sip of his wine, his expression unreadable.
ETHAN
Old habit.
ANYA
No, it’s more than that. People
like you don’t have habits. You
have methods. Strategies.
Ethan turns to face her fully, his smirk fading.
ETHAN
You think you’ve figured me out?
ANYA
Not entirely. But I know men like
you. You wear masks. You play
roles. And you’re very, very good
at it.
Ethan walks over to her, setting his glass on the table.
ETHAN
Maybe I like keeping things simple.
ANYA
Simple? I think the truth is more
complicated.
Ethan hesitates, her words cutting closer than he expected.
He sits down across from her, leaning forward.
ETHAN
And what’s the truth, Anya?
ANYA
(pausing)
That you’ve been running from
something.
Ethan’s jaw tightens, but he quickly masks it with a small
chuckle.
ETHAN
We’re all running from something.
ANYA
Not like you.
Ethan leans back, the crack in his façade widening just a
bit.
ETHAN
You’re sharp. I’ll give you that.
But sharpness can be dangerous when
you start cutting too deep.
ANYA
Maybe. But I think you’re more
afraid of what I might find than I
am of cutting too deep.
The silence lingers between them. Ethan’s eyes meet hers, and
for a moment, the cold, calculating operative is gone,
replaced by a man who seems tired—of the lies, the masks, the
isolation.
ANYA (CONT'D)
(softly)
You don’t have to keep running, you
know.
Ethan stands abruptly, turning his back to her.
ETHAN
You don’t know me, Anya.
ANYA
No. But maybe I’d like to.
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Scene 9: Confronting the Past
Genres:
["Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
7 -
Ghosts of the Past
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan sits in the dim light of the safe house, staring at a
weathered photo tucked into his passport. It’s a picture of
him as a younger man with a woman and a child, smiling on a
beach.
The phone rings. It’s Margo.
MARGO (V.O.)
Ethan, your progress with Korda is
solid. We need to accelerate the
timeline.
ETHAN
(flat)
He’s not ready to crack yet.
MARGO (V.O.)
That’s not your decision. We don’t
have time for sentimentality.
You’re there to do a job.
Ethan clenches his jaw, staring at the photo.
ETHAN
Do you ever stop and think about
what this job turns us into?
MARGO (V.O.)
This again? Ethan, you knew what
you were signing up for. You don’t
get to second-guess it now.
ETHAN
What if I do?
MARGO (V.O.)
(pausing)
That’s not the kind of thing a
Lurker says. You’re a ghost. A
tool. Nothing more.
Ethan’s grip tightens on the phone.
ETHAN
Maybe that’s the problem.
MARGO (V.O.)
(icy)
If you can’t stay focused, we’ll
pull you out and send someone who
can.
Ethan hangs up abruptly, tossing the phone onto the table. He
buries his face in his hands, the weight of years of
deception and detachment finally surfacing.
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Scene: Margo's Revelation
INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - MARGO’S OFFICE - NIGHT
The office is dimly lit, illuminated only by the glow of a
desk lamp and the city lights beyond the large window. Margo
sits alone, her usually rigid posture softened as she pours a
glass of whiskey. A framed photo on her desk catches the
light—a younger Margo, smiling, standing beside a man in
military uniform.
A knock at the door interrupts her thoughts. Ethan steps in,
his face unreadable.
ETHAN
You wanted to see me?
Margo gestures toward a chair without looking up.
MARGO
Sit.
Ethan complies, studying her closely. For the first time, she
looks tired—almost vulnerable. She takes a sip of her whiskey
before speaking.
MARGO (CONT'D)
You don’t like me much, do you,
Cross?
Ethan leans back, his tone measured.
ETHAN
You’re not exactly the warm and
fuzzy type.
Margo chuckles dryly, swirling the liquid in her glass.
MARGO
Good. That’s how I prefer it.
There’s a beat of silence before she sets the glass down and
meets his gaze, her eyes sharper now.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Do you know why I do what I do? Why
I push so hard?
Ethan doesn’t respond, sensing she’s about to tell him
anyway.
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Margo’s Flashback
Genres:
["Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
8 -
A Risky Mission
EXT. REMOTE MILITARY BASE - 20 YEARS AGO - DAY
A younger Margo (30s) stands in a dusty airstrip, dressed in
tactical gear. She’s arguing with Captain Richard Hale, the
man from the photo—a tall, charismatic officer with a
confident grin.
MARGO
(angrily)
This operation isn’t safe.
(MORE)
MARGO (CONT'D)
You’re walking into a trap, and you
know it.
HALE
(smiling)
It’s our job to take risks, Margo.
You taught me that.
Margo’s expression softens, worry etched on her face.
MARGO
I didn’t teach you to throw your
life away.
Hale places a hand on her shoulder, his voice calm but
resolute.
HALE
This mission could save lives.
That’s worth the risk.
Margo’s eyes glisten, but she blinks back her emotions,
nodding reluctantly.
MARGO
Just… be careful.
Hale smiles, saluting her playfully before boarding a
helicopter. The rotors roar to life, and Margo watches as it
lifts off, disappearing into the horizon.
EXT. MILITARY BASE - NIGHT
Margo stands in the same spot hours later, staring at the
horizon. A distant explosion lights up the night sky,
followed by the faint sound of gunfire.
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INT. TACTICAL OPERATIONS ROOM - NIGHT
Margo bursts into the operations room, demanding answers.
MARGO
What happened?
An officer hesitates before speaking.
OFFICER
The team was ambushed. They didn’t
make it.
Margo stares at the screen showing the smoldering wreckage of
Hale’s team. Her hands tremble, but she quickly composes
herself, her face hardening into the familiar mask of
control.
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Genres:
["Action","Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
9 -
Burden of Choices
INT. MARGO’S OFFICE - NIGHT (PRESENT DAY)
The flashback fades as Margo picks up the photo on her desk,
staring at it for a long moment before setting it back down.
MARGO
(quietly)
That was the day I learned a hard
truth: you can’t save everyone.
Ethan shifts in his seat, his expression softening slightly.
ETHAN
You blame yourself.
Margo’s gaze snaps to him, sharp and unyielding.
MARGO
I don’t have the luxury of blame,
Cross. Not when the stakes are this
high.
She leans forward, her voice low and fierce.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Every decision I make, every risk I
take—it’s to make sure no one else
has to bury someone they care about
because of my failure.
Ethan nods slowly, finally understanding the weight she
carries.
ETHAN
That’s why you push so hard.
Margo leans back, finishing her whiskey in one swift motion.
MARGO
That’s why I can’t afford to be
liked. People like me don’t get to
be the hero. We just do the dirty
work so someone else can.
She stands, signaling the end of their conversation.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Get some rest. We’ve got work to
do.
Ethan rises, pausing at the door.
ETHAN
You’re wrong about one thing.
Margo raises an eyebrow, waiting.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
People like you might not wear the
cape, but you’re still a hero.
For a brief moment, Margo’s mask cracks, and something almost
like gratitude flickers in her eyes.
MARGO
Goodnight, Cross.
Ethan nods and exits, leaving Margo alone in the quiet
office. She picks up the photo one last time, a faint smile
tugging at her lips before she sets it down and returns to
her work.
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Scene 10: Ethan’s Confession
Genres:
["Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
Scene
10 -
Revelations Under the Stars
EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Ethan and Anya stand on the rooftop of a high-rise,
overlooking the glowing city below. The wind whips around
them, but the tension between them is still.
ANYA
You’re not just a financial
consultant.
Ethan doesn’t respond, his gaze fixed on the city lights.
ANYA (CONT'D)
Tell me I’m wrong.
Ethan exhales, the cold air visible as he finally speaks.
ETHAN
I’ve lived my whole life being
whoever they needed me to be. A
friend. An ally. A threat. But the
one thing I’ve never been… is
myself.
Anya looks at him, her expression softening.
ANYA
Why tell me this?
Ethan finally meets her eyes.
ETHAN
Because for the first time, I’m
tired of hiding.
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Scene: Anya’s Origin and Reunion with Victor
INT. SMALL ORPHANAGE - COUNTRYSIDE - NIGHT (20 YEARS AGO)
A storm rages outside as a crying infant is handed to SISTER
ELENA, a kind but weary nun in her 50s. The child’s parents,
both gaunt and dressed in threadbare clothing, stand
hesitantly in the doorway. The father’s hands tremble as he
places a small, knitted blanket around the baby girl.
FATHER
(hoarsely)
Her name is Anya. Please… take care
of her.
Sister Elena looks at the baby, then at the desperate couple.
SISTER ELENA
We’ll do our best. But are you sure
about this?
The mother, holding back tears, nods, her voice breaking.
MOTHER
We have no choice. She deserves a
chance… better than what we can
give her.
The parents leave quickly, the mother sobbing as the father
holds her close. Sister Elena cradles Anya, whispering
softly.
SISTER ELENA
(soothing)
Hush, little one. You’re safe now.
The camera lingers on baby Anya, her tiny hand clutching the
edge of the blanket.
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["Thriller","Drama"]
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11 -
Reconnecting Threads
EXT. ORPHANAGE COURTYARD - DAY (PRESENT DAY)
Anya, now in her early 20s, stands in the orphanage garden,
tending to a bed of flowers. She’s beautiful but carries an
air of quiet strength. Her features are delicate, with sharp
cheekbones and piercing blue eyes that hint at both
vulnerability and resilience.
Sister Elena approaches, her expression grave.
SISTER ELENA
Anya, there’s someone here to see
you.
Anya looks up, curious but cautious.
ANYA
Who?
Sister Elena hesitates before answering.
SISTER ELENA
He says he’s your brother.
CUT TO:
INT. ORPHANAGE COMMON ROOM - DAY
Anya steps into the room to find Victor Korda, now in his
late 40s, waiting. He’s dressed impeccably, exuding power and
authority. His expression softens when he sees her, an
uncharacteristic warmth in his usually cold demeanor.
Anya stops in her tracks, studying him carefully.
ANYA
Who are you?
Victor takes a step forward, his voice calm but heavy with
emotion.
VICTOR
My name is Victor Korda. I’ve been
looking for you for a long time,
Anya.
Anya frowns, confused.
ANYA
Why?
Victor reaches into his coat pocket, pulling out the same
knitted blanket from years ago. He holds it out to her.
VICTOR
Because you’re my sister.
Anya stares at the blanket, recognition flickering in her
eyes.
ANYA
(softly)
I don’t understand.
Victor sighs, sitting down on a nearby chair.
VICTOR
Our parents… they had to give you
away.
(MORE)
VICTOR (CONT'D)
They couldn’t afford to keep you,
but they never stopped loving you.
I didn’t know about you until years
later, after they were gone.
Anya’s eyes fill with tears, but she doesn’t look away.
ANYA
They’re… gone?
Victor nods, his voice tinged with regret.
VICTOR
Yes. But they would have wanted you
to have a better life. That’s why
I’m here.
FADE TO BLACK:
EXT. ORPHANAGE GARDEN - LATER
Victor and Anya walk through the garden in silence, the
tension between them palpable. Finally, Anya speaks.
ANYA
You seem to have everything. Why
would you want to take me in now?
Victor stops, turning to face her.
VICTOR
Because I know what it’s like to
grow up with nothing. To feel like
the world owes you something but
gives you nothing in return.
Anya crosses her arms, skeptical.
ANYA
And what do you want from me?
Victor’s expression hardens slightly, though his tone remains
calm.
VICTOR
I don’t want anything from you,
Anya. I want to give you what I
didn’t have: a chance to decide
your own path.
Anya studies him, her defenses softening.
ANYA
Why now?
Victor’s gaze softens again, a rare moment of vulnerability.
VICTOR
Because I’ve made mistakes. Hurt
people in ways I can’t undo. But
finding you… it’s the first time
I’ve felt like I can do something
right.
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Genres:
["Drama","Family"]
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12 -
A New Beginning
INT. PRIVATE JET - NIGHT
Anya sits by the window of Victor’s private jet, watching the
clouds roll by. Victor sits across from her, reviewing
documents.
Anya breaks the silence.
ANYA
So, what happens now?
Victor looks up, his voice steady.
VICTOR
You’ll live with me. Anything you
need, it’s yours.
ANYA
(skeptical)
And what if I don’t want the life
you’re offering?
Victor smiles faintly.
VICTOR
Then I’ll help you find one you do.
For the first time, Anya smiles back, the beginnings of trust
forming between them.
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EXT. VICTOR’S ESTATE - NIGHT
The jet lands at Victor’s sprawling estate, its grandeur
overwhelming. Anya steps out, taking in the towering mansion
and perfectly manicured grounds.
Victor places a hand on her shoulder.
VICTOR
Welcome home.
Anya looks at him, her eyes uncertain but hopeful.
ANYA
Well see.
The camera lingers on them as they walk toward the mansion,
the shadows of their complicated pasts following close
behind.
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The Twist: Ethan Becomes the Target
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan is at his desk, reviewing encrypted files stolen from
Korda’s inner circle. The room is dim, the only light coming
from the laptop’s screen.
As he digs deeper, he stumbles across an unfamiliar file.
It’s marked with a CIA header but encrypted with a clearance
code higher than his own. His fingers hover over the
keyboard, hesitating, before he overrides the encryption with
a series of custom commands.
The screen floods with documents and videos. Ethan’s face
hardens as he scans the contents:
1. A dossier on himself, detailing his psychological profile,
operational history, and recent behavioral changes.
2. A mission directive labeled “Operation Obsidian”: Ethan’s
mission is a cover for an assassination—his assassination.
3. Video Footage: A recording of Margo, speaking to another
operative.
MARGO (ON SCREEN)
Ethan’s become a liability. He’s
too compromised. Once Korda is
neutralized, we cut the Lurker
loose. No traces, no loose ends.
Ethan freezes, the betrayal sinking in. The camera lingers on
his face as his composed mask cracks, replaced by fury and
disbelief.
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Scene 12: The Setup
Genres:
["Thriller","Drama"]
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13 -
Beneath the Surface
INT. MANSION - NIGHT
Ethan arrives at Korda’s mansion, his usual confidence
replaced by quiet tension. He’s been summoned to a private
meeting—a rarity.
Korda greets him in a dimly lit study, offering him a drink.
KORDA
Mr. Voss, it seems we’ve both
underestimated each other.
ETHAN
How so?
Korda pours a drink, his tone calm but sharp.
KORDA
You’re good at what you do. Too
good. It’s a shame your people
don’t feel the same way.
Ethan’s grip tightens on the glass.
ETHAN
What are you talking about?
Korda sets the bottle down, leaning in closer.
KORDA
Your name came up in some…
interesting conversations. They
don’t trust you, Ethan. And neither
should I. But I have a soft spot
for men caught in impossible
positions.
Ethan’s silence speaks volumes.
KORDA (CONT'D)
Let me guess. You just found out
they’ve been planning to kill you.
ETHAN
(flat)
You’ve been monitoring me.
Korda smirks.
KORDA
Of course. Just as you’ve been
monitoring me. The difference is, I
don’t betray my people.
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Scene 13: Enemy of the Agency
Genres:
["Thriller","Espionage"]
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14 -
Betrayal and Alliance
EXT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan watches from the shadows as a black SUV pulls up to his
safe house. Armed operatives emerge, moving with tactical
precision.
Inside, Margo’s voice crackles over a radio.
MARGO (V.O.)
Secure the area. Take him out
clean.
Ethan slips away silently, leaving his safe house behind. As
he disappears into the night, he whispers to himself.
ETHAN
Not tonight.
CUT TO:
Scene 14: Alliance of Necessity
INT. KORDA’S COMPOUND - WAR ROOM - NIGHT
Ethan meets with Korda and Anya, laying everything out on the
table.
ETHAN
They’ve burned me. I’m the loose
end in their operation.
KORDA
(smiling)
And now you want my help?
ETHAN
We’re not friends. But we have a
common enemy.
ANYA
Why should we trust you?
Ethan looks at her, his voice hard.
ETHAN
Because if they take me out, you’re
next.
Korda leans back in his chair, considering Ethan’s words.
KORDA
You know, this could be the
beginning of something…
interesting.
CUT TO:
Scene 15: The New Mission
EXT. ABANDONED AIRFIELD - NIGHT
Ethan and Korda’s team load up weapons and supplies into
armored vehicles. The air hums with tension.
Ethan approaches Anya, who is checking a map.
ANYA
So, what now?
Ethan straps on a vest, his voice steady but laced with
resolve.
ETHAN
Now we hit them before they hit us.
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Scene 16: Flashback – The Beginning of a Lurker
Genres:
["Action","Thriller"]
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15 -
Into the Shadows
INT. CIA RECRUITMENT OFFICE - 15 YEARS AGO - DAY
A young ETHAN CROSS (22) sits nervously across from NATHAN
GREY (50s), the CIA Chief at the time. The office is sparse,
with an American flag hanging in the corner and a wall of
accolades behind Grey’s desk.
Nathan exudes authority, his graying hair and piercing eyes
giving him an almost paternal presence. He watches Ethan with
a calculated intensity, the faintest hint of a smile playing
on his lips.
GREY
So, you think you have what it
takes to disappear?
Ethan shifts in his seat, unsure how to respond.
YOUNG ETHAN
I don’t want to disappear. I want
to serve.
Grey leans forward, clasping his hands together.
GREY
Serving means sacrifice, son. We
don’t just ask you to disappear. We
ask you to become nothing. No name,
no past, no future. Only the
mission.
Ethan looks at him, a mix of determination and doubt in his
eyes.
YOUNG ETHAN
I can handle it.
GREY
(softly)
That’s what they all say at first.
(MORE)
GREY (CONT'D)
But when you’re out there, alone,
and the weight of the world is on
your shoulders, you’ll find out
what kind of man you really are.
He slides a file across the desk.
GREY (CONT'D)
Read this. Memorize it. Burn it. If
you say yes, there’s no turning
back. You’ll be the one they call
when the job requires no
recognition and no second chances.
Ethan picks up the file, his hands trembling slightly. He
looks up at Grey, his voice steady despite his nerves.
YOUNG ETHAN
I’m in.
Grey leans back, nodding approvingly.
GREY
Welcome to the shadows, son.
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Scene 17: Present Day – Seeking Redemption
Genres:
["Thriller","Espionage","Drama"]
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16 -
Shadows of Loyalty
INT. RETIREMENT HOME LOUNGE - NIGHT
Ethan enters a quiet, dimly lit lounge. The room smells
faintly of old leather and cigar smoke. NATHAN GREY (70s)
sits in a high-backed chair by the fireplace, a glass of
whiskey in hand. His once-intimidating presence has softened
with age, but his eyes are just as sharp as ever.
Grey looks up as Ethan approaches, a flicker of recognition
crossing his face.
GREY
Ethan Cross. Now, this is a
surprise.
Ethan sits down across from him, his movements cautious.
ETHAN
I need your help.
Grey chuckles dryly, taking a sip of his whiskey.
GREY
Help? From an old man with a bad
hip and no clearance? You must
really be in trouble.
ETHAN
It’s the Agency. They’ve turned on
me.
Grey’s smile fades. He sets his glass down, leaning forward.
GREY
Why?
ETHAN
(avoiding his gaze)
I started asking questions. About
the mission. About Korda. About why
they’re so eager to burn everything
to the ground.
Grey studies him for a moment, his expression unreadable.
GREY
And now you’re the loose end.
ETHAN
(quietly)
They want me dead, Nathan.
Grey sighs, running a hand through his thinning hair.
GREY
That’s the game, Ethan. You knew
that going in. You’re disposable,
like the rest of us.
ETHAN
I didn’t sign up to be disposable.
Grey’s eyes harden.
GREY
No. You signed up to serve. And
you’ve been serving yourself for
too long. That’s why they turned on
you.
The words hit Ethan like a punch to the gut. He leans
forward, his voice low and urgent.
ETHAN
I want out.
Grey chuckles bitterly.
GREY
Out? Ethan, there is no “out.” You
either die in the field or fade
into obscurity. That’s the life you
chose.
ETHAN
(pleading)
There has to be a way. Something
you can do.
Grey looks at him for a long moment, his expression softening
slightly.
GREY
(offering)
There’s a man. A fixer. He operates
outside the Agency, cleans up
messes like this. He might be able
to help you disappear—for good.
Ethan hesitates, the weight of the decision visible on his
face.
ETHAN
And what happens to Korda?
Grey raises an eyebrow.
GREY
Why do you care? He’s just another
target.
Ethan stands abruptly, his jaw clenched.
ETHAN
Not anymore.
He turns to leave.
GREY
Ethan.
Ethan stops but doesn’t turn around.
GREY (CONT'D)
You’re not the same man I
recruited.
ETHAN
(flatly)
No, I’m not.
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Scene 18: A New Plan
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["Thriller","Drama"]
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17 -
A Toast to Choices
EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan meets Korda in a shadowy warehouse. The tension between
them is palpable.
KORDA
Well? Did your old friend give you
anything useful?
ETHAN
A name. A fixer who can help me
disappear. But that’s not the plan
anymore.
Korda smirks, intrigued.
KORDA
Oh? Enlighten me.
ETHAN
We take the fight to them.
KORDA
(grinning)
Now you’re speaking my language.
The camera lingers on Ethan’s face, his expression a mix of
determination and doubt. The question remains: is he truly
fighting for a cause, or is this just another mask?
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Scene 19: Why Korda Trusted Ethan
INT. KORDA’S PRIVATE STUDY - NIGHT
Victor Korda pours two glasses of brandy as Ethan sits across
from him in a leather armchair. The room is richly decorated
with heavy curtains, a mahogany desk, and shelves filled with
books and artifacts that hint at Korda’s past—a man of
intellect and cunning.
Korda hands Ethan a glass and sits, studying him with an
amused expression.
KORDA
You know, Mr. Voss—or should I say
Ethan Cross—most men in your
position wouldn’t have walked into
my compound.
Ethan stiffens slightly but keeps his composure.
ETHAN
Desperate times call for desperate
measures.
Korda chuckles, swirling his drink.
KORDA
True. But desperation often leads
to mistakes. Yet you… you move with
precision. Even your lies are well-
crafted.
Ethan takes a sip of the brandy, his face unreadable.
ETHAN
Then why trust me?
Korda leans forward, his eyes sharp.
KORDA
Because I know what it feels like
to be betrayed by your own people.
Ethan’s gaze flickers with interest.
KORDA (CONT'D)
Years ago, I was a loyal servant to
my country. A military man.
Trusted, respected. But when I
uncovered corruption at the highest
levels, I became expendable. They
labeled me a traitor, a warmonger.
I lost everything—family,
reputation, even my name.
Korda gestures around the room.
KORDA (CONT'D)
This… all of this, is built on the
ashes of that betrayal.
Ethan shifts in his seat, finally speaking.
ETHAN
And now you want revenge.
Korda shakes his head.
KORDA
Not revenge. Control. The kind that
ensures no one can ever betray me
again.
He leans back, studying Ethan.
KORDA (CONT'D)
You’re like me, Ethan. A man who’s
been used, discarded, and left to
fend for himself. That’s why I
trust you—because you have nothing
left to lose.
Ethan sets his glass down, his voice steady.
ETHAN
You’re wrong.
KORDA
Oh?
ETHAN
I still have one thing left. My
choice.
Korda smirks, raising his glass in a mock toast.
KORDA
Then let’s hope you choose wisely.
CUT TO:
Scene 20: The Confrontation with the CIA
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["Thriller","Drama"]
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18 -
Confrontation in the Shadows
EXT. CIA SAFEHOUSE - NIGHT
A sleek, nondescript building sits on the outskirts of the
city, surrounded by tall fences and security cameras. Armed
guards patrol the perimeter.
Ethan and Korda’s men, armed to the teeth, watch from a
distance.
KORDA
(subtly amused)
You do realize this is suicide,
right?
ETHAN
(flatly)
Only if we fail.
KORDA
(nods)
I like the way you think.
Ethan signals to his team, and they move silently through the
shadows, disabling cameras and guards with calculated
precision.
CUT TO:
INT. SAFEHOUSE - CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
Margo sits at a desk, monitoring various feeds. She sips her
coffee, her expression calm and focused.
Suddenly, the monitors flicker, then go black.
MARGO
(alarmed)
What the—
The door bursts open, and Ethan steps inside, flanked by
Korda’s men.
ETHAN
Evening, Margo.
Margo doesn’t flinch, her icy demeanor unwavering.
MARGO
Ethan. I have to admit, I didn’t
think you’d make it this far.
Ethan steps closer, his eyes cold.
ETHAN
You turned me into this. You
trained me, molded me, and now you
want to erase me. Why?
Margo stands, crossing her arms.
MARGO
Because you started thinking for
yourself. You’re a tool, Ethan. And
tools don’t question their purpose.
Ethan’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t respond.
KORDA
(interjecting)
Ah, the loyalty of bureaucracy.
Always so… conditional.
Margo’s eyes narrow at Korda.
MARGO
And you’re the puppet master? Don’t
think for a second he’ll save you,
Ethan. Men like him are just as
dangerous as we are.
ETHAN
Maybe. But at least he doesn’t
pretend to be something he’s not.
MARGO
(softly)
You’re making a mistake.
Ethan steps closer, his voice low and deliberate.
ETHAN
No. The mistake was yours.
He raises a device—a remote detonator. Margo’s eyes widen.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
Your files. Your operations. All of
it goes up in flames unless you
call off the hunt.
MARGO
(coldly)
You think you can blackmail the
CIA?
ETHAN
I think I just did.
Margo hesitates, her calculated mind weighing the options.
Finally, she steps back.
MARGO
Fine. You win this round. But don’t
think for a second this is over.
Ethan lowers the detonator, his expression unreadable.
ETHAN
It’s over when I say it is.
He turns and walks out, leaving Margo standing in the ruins
of her control room.
CUT TO:
Scene 21: Aftermath
EXT. ABANDONED AIRFIELD - DAWN
Ethan and Korda stand by a private plane, the faint glow of
sunrise painting the horizon.
KORDA
You’ve got guts, Ethan. I’ll give
you that.
ETHAN
It’s not guts. It’s survival.
Korda smirks.
KORDA
And what now? Back to the shadows?
Ethan looks at the horizon, his face a mix of exhaustion and
resolve.
ETHAN
The shadows are all I know.
Korda extends a hand. Ethan hesitates, then shakes it.
KORDA
Well, if you ever decide to step
into the light, you know where to
find me.
Ethan watches as Korda boards the plane, leaving him alone on
the tarmac.
The camera lingers on Ethan’s face, the question hanging in
the air: has he truly changed, or is he simply adapting to a
new role in the shadows?
FADE OUT.
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["Action","Thriller"]
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19 -
Turning the Tables
INT. RETIREMENT HOME LOUNGE - NIGHT
The lounge is quiet except for the crackle of the fireplace.
Nathan Grey leans back in his chair, his glass of whiskey
nearly empty. Ethan sits across from him, his face grim, his
desperation barely masked.
Grey studies Ethan for a long moment before speaking.
GREY
You’re in deep, Ethan. Deeper than
most ever come back from.
ETHAN
That’s why I’m here. You’ve been in
this game long enough to know how
to survive it. I need more than
advice. I need a way out.
Grey leans forward, his expression darkening.
GREY
Out? The truth is, you don’t get
out clean. Not from something like
this. But… you can turn the game in
your favor.
Ethan raises an eyebrow, intrigued but wary.
ETHAN
How?
Grey picks up his glass, swirling the amber liquid as he
speaks.
GREY
The Agency’s biggest strength is
its secrecy. Its ability to control
the narrative. But that also makes
it vulnerable. You expose them,
Ethan—not to the public, but to the
right people. The kind who can
leverage that exposure to force
their hand.
Ethan’s gaze sharpens.
ETHAN
Blackmail.
GREY
(half-smiling)
Such an ugly word. Let’s call it… a
trade.
(MORE)
GREY (CONT'D)
You give them a reason to back off.
Something so damaging they can’t
risk coming after you without
cutting their own throats.
Ethan leans back, considering.
ETHAN
What kind of leverage are we
talking about?
Grey sets his glass down, his tone turning serious.
GREY
I kept a failsafe, Ethan. A file.
Names, operations, things the
Agency doesn’t want anyone to know.
Ethan’s eyes narrow.
ETHAN
Why would you keep something like
that?
Grey smirks, tapping his temple.
GREY
Because even the Agency can’t be
trusted. I learned that the hard
way.
ETHAN
Where is it?
Grey pauses, his gaze steady.
GREY
Encrypted. Hidden. You’ll need a
code to access it—and a way to make
sure they know you have it.
Ethan stands, his determination hardening.
ETHAN
Give me the code.
Grey shakes his head, a faint smile on his lips.
GREY
Not so fast. If I give you this,
there’s no going back. The Agency
will either fold… or double down.
Are you ready to handle that?
Ethan’s voice is firm, unyielding.
ETHAN
I’ve been ready since the moment
they turned on me.
Grey studies him, then nods.
GREY
Fine. But you’ll need more than
just the file. You’ll need to play
this smart.
He pulls a small notebook from his pocket, sliding it across
the table to Ethan.
GREY (CONT'D)
The code’s in there. Along with the
name of someone who can help you
make the delivery.
Ethan picks up the notebook, flipping through it briefly
before pocketing it.
ETHAN
Why are you helping me, Nathan?
Grey’s expression softens for the first time.
GREY
Because once, a long time ago, I
believed in what we were doing. And
maybe… just maybe… you’re the last
chance to make that belief mean
something.
CUT TO:
Scene 23: Setting the Plan in Motion
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["Thriller","Espionage","Drama"]
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20 -
The Deal at Dusk
INT. SAFEHOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan sits at a weathered desk, the notebook open in front of
him. A laptop hums nearby, its screen displaying a decrypted
file directory.
The names and operations listed in the files are
damning—covert assassinations, unauthorized experiments,
coups. Ethan’s face is stoic, but his clenched jaw betrays
his anger.
He pulls out a burner phone and dials the number written in
Grey’s notebook.
VOICE (V.O.)
(through the phone)
Who is this?
ETHAN
A friend of Nathan Grey. He said
you’d help.
The line goes silent for a moment.
VOICE (V.O.)
Meet me at the old rail yard.
Midnight. Come alone.
The call ends abruptly. Ethan stares at the phone, his mind
racing.
CUT TO:
Scene 24: The Trade-Off
EXT. ABANDONED RAIL YARD - MIDNIGHT
The rail yard is desolate, illuminated only by the moon and
the occasional flicker of a streetlamp. Ethan waits near an
old freight car, his hand resting on the pistol at his side.
A figure emerges from the shadows—a middle-aged woman with a
commanding presence. SARAH TRENT (40s), a former intelligence
operative turned fixer, approaches.
SARAH
So, you’re the infamous Ethan
Cross.
ETHAN
And you’re the fixer Grey told me
about.
SARAH
(nods)
I’ve dealt with messes like yours
before. What are you offering?
Ethan hands her a flash drive.
ETHAN
Everything the Agency doesn’t want
the world to see. Enough to bury
them.
Sarah studies him, her expression skeptical.
SARAH
And what do you want in return?
ETHAN
Their silence. They back off, I
disappear.
Sarah smirks, tucking the drive into her jacket.
SARAH
Ambitious. Dangerous. I like it.
ETHAN
Can you do it?
SARAH
If this intel is as good as you
say, they’ll have no choice. But
you’d better be ready for them to
fight back.
Ethan nods, his resolve unshaken.
ETHAN
I’ve been fighting my whole life.
CUT TO:
Scene 25: The CIA’s Response
INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT
Margo storms into a conference room, slamming a folder onto
the table. Senior Agency officials glance at her, their faces
grim.
MARGO
Ethan Cross just handed us an
ultimatum.
One official flips through the folder, his face growing pale.
OFFICIAL
If this gets out…
MARGO
It won’t. We neutralize him, fast
and clean.
OFFICIAL
And if we can’t?
Margo’s voice hardens.
MARGO
Then we do what we always do. Deny
everything and bury the bodies.
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Scene 26: The CIA Strikes Back
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["Thriller","Espionage"]
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21 -
Rooftop Showdown
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
The bustling city glows under the neon lights of billboards
and street signs. Crowds move through the sidewalks, unaware
of the deadly game unfolding around them. Ethan emerges from
a small café, his eyes scanning his surroundings.
Through a comm in his ear, SARAH TRENT speaks urgently.
SARAH (V.O.)
You’ve got company. Multiple agents
closing in—west and south
entrances.
Ethan tightens his jacket, his calm demeanor betrayed by the
way his hand drifts toward the concealed weapon at his side.
CUT TO:
EXT. ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
Ethan ducks into a shadowy alley, the faint sound of
footsteps echoing behind him. The first OPERATIVE appears at
the mouth of the alley, moving with military precision.
Ethan presses himself against the wall, calculating. The
operative steps closer, raising his silenced pistol—when
Ethan suddenly spins, grabbing the man’s arm and slamming him
into the wall.
In a fluid motion, Ethan disarms him and takes him down with
a swift blow to the neck.
SARAH (V.O.)
One down. Three more closing in.
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EXT. ROOFTOPS - NIGHT
Ethan climbs a fire escape, emerging onto the rooftop. The
city stretches below him in a sea of lights. Two SNIPERS are
stationed on a neighboring building, scanning for movement.
SARAH (V.O.)
Rooftop snipers. East building.
Ethan moves quickly, using the shadows for cover. He spots a
loose pipe and uses it to vault to the neighboring rooftop.
Landing silently, he creeps toward the snipers.
The first sniper hears a faint noise and turns, but its too
late. Ethan neutralizes him with a chokehold and takes his
weapon.
The second sniper spots Ethan and fires, narrowly missing.
Ethan dives behind an air vent, returning fire. The sniper
hesitates, giving Ethan just enough time to close the
distance and knock him out with the butt of the rifle.
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Escape in the Shadows
INT. SUBWAY STATION - NIGHT
Ethan blends into the crowd in a busy subway station. His
hood is up, his posture deliberately casual. Behind him, two
CIA OPERATIVES scan the crowd, their eyes darting from face
to face.
Ethan spots a train pulling into the station and moves toward
it, slipping through the closing doors just as the operatives
catch sight of him.
One operative dives onto the train at the last second, while
the other radios in backup.
SARAH (V.O.)
They’re sending more agents to the
next station. You need to lose
them.
Ethan moves through the train car, careful not to draw
attention. The operative follows, keeping a hand on his
weapon.
As the train slows for the next station, Ethan pulls the
emergency brake. The sudden jolt sends passengers stumbling,
creating chaos. Using the distraction, Ethan slips between
the cars and climbs onto the roof of the train.
The operative follows, but Ethan is ready. A brief fight
ensues on the speeding train, the wind howling around them.
Ethan gains the upper hand, throwing the operative off
balance and into the side of a tunnel as the train roars
forward.
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EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan takes refuge in an old warehouse, his breath ragged. He
scans the room, knowing the CIA won’t stop until he’s dead.
SARAH (V.O.)
You’ve bought yourself a little
time, but they’re tracking your
movements. You need to disappear.
ETHAN
(dispassionate)
They’ll keep coming.
SARAH (V.O.)
Then give them something to chase.
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Evasion and Intrusion
EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT
A series of black SUVs race through the city, agents
coordinating via comms.
LEAD OPERATIVE (V.O.)
Target spotted. Moving south on
Main.
But as they converge, they find an empty car rigged with a
decoy signal. A small explosive device disables one of the
SUVs, forcing the agents to regroup.
Ethan uses the chaos to slip away, disappearing into the maze
of city alleys.
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Scene 27: Ethan’s Counterattack
INT. SAFEHOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan reconnects with Sarah via a secure laptop.
ETHAN
They won’t stop. I need to end
this.
SARAH
You’ve got the files. Leak them.
Make them afraid to come after you.
Ethan shakes his head.
ETHAN
Not yet. First, I take out their
command.
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INT. CIA FIELD OFFICE - NIGHT
Ethan infiltrates a temporary CIA field office set up to
coordinate the hunt for him. Using stolen credentials and a
disguise, he gains access to the building.
He moves through the halls like a ghost, planting
surveillance devices and sabotaging their systems.
In the control room, Margo watches the monitors, her
frustration mounting as the search yields no results.
MARGO
(into comms)
Find him. Now.
Suddenly, the monitors flicker, and Ethan’s face appears on
every screen.
ETHAN (ON SCREEN)
You trained me too well, Margo.
The lights go out, plunging the room into darkness.
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EXT. FIELD OFFICE - NIGHT
As the CIA scrambles to regain control, Ethan slips away,
leaving behind a message:
“You won’t find me. But I’ll be watching.”
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Scene 28: Ethan’s Resolve
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Escape in the Night Market
INT. SAFEHOUSE - DAWN
Ethan watches the sunrise from a window, his face weary but
resolute.
SARAH (V.O.)
You’ve made your point. What now?
Ethan closes his laptop, standing as the first rays of light
break over the city.
ETHAN
Now, we finish this.
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Scene 29: The Citywide Hunt
EXT. CROWDED NIGHT MARKET - NIGHT
The vibrant market bustles with energy—neon lights, colorful
stalls, and the sound of bartering fill the air. Ethan moves
through the crowd, keeping his hood low, his posture
unassuming. His every move is calculated to blend in.
A CIA OPERATIVE, dressed casually, scans the market,
pretending to browse. A small comm in his ear crackles with
updates.
OPERATIVE (V.O.)
Target spotted near the east
entrance.
Ethan catches the operative’s reflection in a mirror on a
nearby stall. Without breaking stride, he grabs a scarf from
a vendor and wraps it around his neck, altering his
appearance.
He ducks into a side alley, only to find another OPERATIVE
waiting for him.
OPERATIVE
(raising a gun)
Stop right there.
Ethan doesn’t hesitate. He grabs a nearby vendor's umbrella
and swings it, disarming the operative with a surprising mix
of agility and improvisation. The crowd erupts in panic as
Ethan vanishes into the chaos.
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Evasion at Dusk
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING GARAGE - NIGHT
Ethan sprints through the dimly lit parking garage, the sound
of heavy boots echoing behind him. Three operatives pursue
him, their guns drawn.
Ethan darts behind a row of cars, keeping low. He spots a
fire extinguisher mounted on the wall and quietly unhooks it.
As the operatives close in, Ethan activates the extinguisher,
spraying a thick cloud of foam into their faces. Disoriented,
they fire blindly, but Ethan uses the cover to slip away.
He spots a motorcycle parked nearby. Hotwiring it in seconds,
he roars out of the garage, leaving the operatives coughing
in the haze.
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EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT
Ethan weaves through traffic on the motorcycle, his focus
razor-sharp. Two black SUVs give chase, their headlights
cutting through the darkness.
OPERATIVE (V.O.)
Target heading south on Canal
Street. Intercept teams in
position.
Ethan takes a sharp turn into a narrow alley, barely avoiding
a collision with a delivery truck. The SUVs struggle to
follow, one of them clipping a dumpster and flipping onto its
side.
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EXT. INDUSTRIAL DOCKS - NIGHT
Ethan arrives at a sprawling dockyard, the air thick with
mist. Shipping containers create a labyrinth of shadows and
steel.
Ditching the motorcycle, he moves silently between the
containers, his steps careful and deliberate.
Two CIA operatives, equipped with thermal goggles, sweep the
area.
SARAH (V.O.)
They’ve upped their game. Thermal
imaging. Stay out of open spaces.
Ethan spots a stack of barrels and deliberately knocks one
over, creating a loud clatter. The operatives turn toward the
noise, allowing Ethan to circle behind them.
He disables the first operative with a chokehold and takes
the second out with a precise strike to the temple.
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INT. SHIPPING CONTAINER - NIGHT
Ethan ducks into an open container, catching his breath. He
pulls out a burner phone and dials Sarah.
ETHAN
They’re everywhere. This isn’t just
a clean-up operation—it’s a full-
scale manhunt.
SARAH (V.O.)
That’s because you’re too valuable
to kill outright. They want to
catch you first, squeeze every
secret out of you.
Ethan wipes sweat from his brow, his frustration evident.
ETHAN
They’re not going to catch me.
He hears footsteps outside the container and freezes. A faint
red dot from a laser sight dances across the wall.
Ethan pulls a flashbang from his jacket, yanks the pin, and
tosses it out. The explosion of light and sound disorients
the operatives, allowing Ethan to slip out the back of the
container.
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Shadows of Chaos
EXT. DOCKYARD CRANE - NIGHT
Ethan climbs the ladder of a massive crane, the city
stretching out below him. A helicopter circles overhead, its
searchlight sweeping the area.
SARAH (V.O.)
Helicopter inbound. You’ve got
about sixty seconds before they
spot you.
Ethan climbs higher, reaching the operator’s cab. He smashes
the controls, causing the crane’s boom to swing wildly,
knocking over a stack of containers and creating a chain
reaction of crashes.
The chaos draws the helicopter’s attention, allowing Ethan to
climb down the far side of the crane and disappear into the
shadows.
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Scene 30: Ambush in the Subway
INT. SUBWAY TUNNELS - NIGHT
Ethan moves through the dark, abandoned tunnels beneath the
city, his flashlight cutting through the oppressive darkness.
Suddenly, a TEAM OF OPERATIVES emerges from a side tunnel,
their flashlights and weapons trained on him.
OPERATIVE
(on comms)
We’ve got him.
Ethan ducks behind a support beam, his mind racing. He spots
a junction box on the wall and quickly rewires it, plunging
the tunnel into darkness.
Using the cover, he maneuvers through the shadows, taking
down the operatives one by one with a combination of stealth
and brutal efficiency.
The last operative corners him, but Ethan uses a loose rail
tie as an improvised weapon, disarming and incapacitating the
man.
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INT. SUBWAY CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
Ethan enters the control room, locking the door behind him.
He activates the system, triggering a series of controlled
blackouts across the city.
SARAH (V.O.)
What are you doing?
ETHAN
Evening the playing field.
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Nathan Grey's Old CIA Friends
Character Introductions
1. Hank "The Hammer" Callahan (60s) – Demolitions Expert
Description: A burly man with a thick, graying mustache and a
perpetually grumpy demeanor. Hank wears flannel shirts over
worn jeans and keeps a cigar clenched between his teeth,
whether it’s lit or not. His gruff exterior hides a sharp wit
and surprising agility for his age.
Personality: Cranky but loyal, Hank is the kind of guy who
complains about everything but would take a bullet for his
friends. He’s the comic relief with his constant grumbling
and over-the-top disdain for modern technology.
Specialty: Explosives and traps. Hank has an encyclopedic
knowledge of demolitions, from C-4 to homemade devices.
2. Margaret "Maggie" Travers (59) – Master of Disguises and
Social Engineering
Description: Elegant and poised, Maggie looks more like a
retired actress than a retired spy. She wears sharp blazers
and oversized sunglasses and carries herself with the
confidence of someone who can blend in anywhere. Her British
accent adds to her charm.
Personality: Charismatic and sassy, Maggie is quick with a
quip and loves to remind the others how much better she was
at “the game.” She enjoys teasing Nathan about how he “owes
her” for past favors.
Specialty: Disguises, infiltration, and manipulation. Maggie
can transform herself into anyone, from a socialite to a
janitor, and her people skills are unmatched.
3. Luis "El Gato" Delgado (58) – Tech Wizard
Description: A wiry man with salt-and-pepper hair, glasses,
and an unshakable love for Hawaiian shirts. Luis looks more
like a quirky IT guy than a former CIA operative, but his
brilliance is undeniable. He carries a laptop everywhere and
has a knack for hacking into any system.
Personality: Energetic and a bit scatterbrained, Luis is the
tech nerd of the group. He cracks terrible jokes and often
gets sidetracked by random tech trivia, but his optimism is
infectious.
Specialty: Hacking, surveillance, and counter-surveillance.
If there’s a camera or database, Luis can crack it.
4. Franklin "Doc" Hayes (63) – Medic and Survival Expert
Description: Tall and wiry with a sun-weathered face,
Franklin looks like a retired park ranger. He wears a cowboy
hat and boots and always has a well-worn medical bag slung
over his shoulder. His calm demeanor makes him the voice of
reason in the group.
Personality: Stoic and wise, Franklin doesn’t speak unless he
has something important to say. His dry humor often catches
people off guard. He’s the “dad” of the group, always ready
with sage advice or a first aid kit.
Specialty: Medical care, survival tactics, and logistics.
Franklin can patch up bullet wounds and plan an escape route
through hostile terrain in the same breath.
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Scene 31: Arrival at the Safe House
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Camaraderie at the Cabin
EXT. REMOTE CABIN - NIGHT
The safe house is a rustic cabin deep in the woods,
surrounded by towering pines and shrouded in mist. It looks
abandoned, but faint light glows from the windows.
Nathan and Ethan step out of a beat-up pickup truck. Ethan
looks skeptical.
ETHAN
This is your master plan? Hiding in
a glorified shack?
Nathan grins, pulling open the creaky door.
NATHAN
Not just a shack. A shack full of
legends.
Inside, the four retirees are waiting. Hank is sharpening a
knife at the table, Luis is typing furiously on a laptop,
Maggie is filing her nails, and Franklin is sipping tea in
the corner.
HANK
(looking up)
Well, well, if it isn’t Grey
dragging another sorry soul into
his mess.
LUIS
(excitedly)
Is this the guy we’re saving? He
doesn’t look like much. No offense.
MAGGIE
(smirking)
I think he’s cute. For a dead man
walking.
Ethan raises an eyebrow at Nathan.
ETHAN
These are your “legends”?
Nathan smirks.
NATHAN
You’d be surprised what a little
age and treachery can do.
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Scene 32: Comedy and Bonding at the Safe House
The group discusses Ethan’s predicament over dinner, with
plenty of humor and banter.
* HANK: Complains about his aching knees while explaining how
he rigged an entire embassy to implode “just for fun.”
* MAGGIE: Demonstrates her disguise skills by transforming
into a completely different person with a wig and some makeup
from her purse.
* LUIS: Tries to explain modern cybersecurity to Hank, who
responds by muttering, “Back in my day, a wire cutter and a
good pair of gloves were all the tech we needed.”
* FRANKLIN: Casually stitches up a small cut on Ethan’s arm
while telling a story about surviving two weeks in the Amazon
jungle with nothing but a knife and a canteen.
Ethan, despite himself, starts to feel a strange sense of
camaraderie with the group.
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Scene 33: The Final Plan
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Strategic Chaos
INT. SAFE HOUSE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
The group gathers around a large map spread across the table.
Luis’s laptop projects schematics of CIA headquarters onto
the wall.
MAGGIE
So, we’re not just running. We’re
making them back off permanently.
ETHAN
How?
NATHAN
By giving them something they can’t
ignore.
Luis types furiously, bringing up encrypted files Ethan stole
earlier.
LUIS
We leak just enough to scare them.
The kind of information that makes
them look inward instead of
outward.
HANK
And while they’re scrambling, we
make it clear that going after you
means bringing the whole Agency
down.
FRANKLIN
Controlled chaos. Just enough to
get them to cut their losses.
ETHAN
And if they don’t?
Maggie grins wickedly.
MAGGIE
Then we make them wish they had.
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Scene 34: Final Preparations
The team prepares for the mission:
* HANK rigs explosive distractions to cover their movements.
* MAGGIE coaches Ethan on disguises and creating false
identities.
* LUIS hacks into CIA databases, creating diversions and
planting fake evidence.
* FRANKLIN maps escape routes and prepares emergency medical
supplies.
Despite the seriousness of the task, the group’s banter keeps
the mood light:
* HANK: “If we blow up the generator, they’ll be chasing
their tails for hours.”
LUIS: “Or we’ll all end up on a most-wanted list.”
HANK: “Kid, we’ve been on that list for years.”
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Scene 35: Execution of the Plan
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Infiltration at Midnight
EXT. CIA FIELD OFFICE - NIGHT
The field office sits on the edge of a city industrial
district, surrounded by high fences and armed guards. A
series of sleek black SUVs are parked in the lot, their
presence a sign of the Agency’s heightened operations.
From a distant vantage point, the retirees and Ethan survey
the facility. Luis is glued to his laptop, while Maggie
adjusts Ethan’s disguise.
LUIS
(nervously)
Alright, cameras are on a loop.
You’ve got fifteen minutes before
they notice.
MAGGIE
(tucking a fake ID into
Ethan’s pocket)
Remember, confidence is key. No one
questions a man who acts like he
belongs.
ETHAN
(deadpan)
I’ll try to channel your ego.
MAGGIE
(teasing)
If only you could.
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INT. FIELD OFFICE LOBBY - NIGHT
Ethan walks into the building dressed as a CIA courier. He
wears a clean-cut suit, a fake ID clipped to his lapel, and
carries a briefcase rigged by Hank. His every movement oozes
calm confidence.
The RECEPTIONIST scans his ID, her expression indifferent.
RECEPTIONIST
Courier, huh? You’re late.
ETHAN
(smirking)
Traffic. Can I drop this off, or do
you want to call my supervisor and
explain the delay?
The receptionist waves him through. Ethan glances at the
surveillance camera and mutters under his breath:
ETHAN (CONT'D)
(into comms)
I’m in.
HANK (V.O.)
(gruffly)
Good. Now don’t screw it up.
INT. FIELD OFFICE SERVER ROOM - NIGHT
Ethan enters the server room, placing the briefcase on a
table. He opens it to reveal a small device rigged with
explosives and a wireless signal jammer.
LUIS (V.O.)
Careful with that thing. It’s got
enough juice to fry every hard
drive in the building.
ETHAN
(flat)
Motivational as always.
He activates the jammer, causing a cascade of system failures
across the building.
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Chaos at the Field Office
EXT. FIELD OFFICE PERIMETER - NIGHT
While Ethan is inside, Hank and Franklin set traps along the
perimeter.
FRANKLIN
(handing Hank a small
bundle)
What’s this?
HANK
Gravel mine. Old trick. Step on it,
boom.
FRANKLIN
(nods)
Efficient. Reckless, but efficient.
Hank smirks, lighting a cigar.
HANK
Reckless is my middle name.
FRANKLIN
I thought it was Eugene.
Hank glares but doesn’t reply.
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INT. FIELD OFFICE COMMAND ROOM - NIGHT
Margo enters the command room, barking orders as operatives
scramble to address the sudden system failures.
MARGO
Get those servers back online! And
where’s the backup team?
On her monitor, she spots Ethan’s face as he exits the server
room. Her eyes narrow.
MARGO (CONT'D)
(into comms)
Lock down the building. Now.
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Scene 36: Escaping the Facility
INT. FIELD OFFICE HALLWAY - NIGHT
Ethan sprints through the corridors as alarms blare. Guards
swarm toward him, but he uses Maggie’s disguise
tricks—discarding his jacket and changing his appearance mid-
run—to confuse them.
He ducks into a utility closet, activating a signal on his
phone.
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EXT. FIELD OFFICE PERIMETER - NIGHT
Hank’s explosives detonate, taking out key parts of the fence
and creating chaos among the guards.
HANK
(grinning)
Boom. Told you it’d work.
LUIS
(into comms)
Ethan, your exit’s clear. Move!
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EXT. ESCAPE VEHICLE - NIGHT
Ethan bursts out of the facility and into a waiting van
driven by Franklin. As they speed away, Margo watches from
the field office, furious but unable to act.
MARGO
(into comms)
This isn’t over.
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Scene 37: Comedy and Bonding at the Safe House
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Celebration in the Safe House
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
The group celebrates their small victory over beers and
snacks.
* HANK: Retells the explosion with exaggerated flair.
* LUIS: Brags about hacking into Margo’s personal email.
* MAGGIE: Teases Ethan for his “mediocre acting” during the
infiltration.
MAGGIE
(raising her beer)
To Ethan—still alive and only
mildly incompetent.
ETHAN
(smirking)
High praise coming from you.
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Scene 38: The Final Plan
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
The group gathers around the table, more focused now. Luis
projects a map of CIA Headquarters onto the wall.
NATHAN
They’re rattled, but they won’t
back off unless we hit them where
it hurts.
LUIS
Their black ops ledger. Every dirty
secret they’ve buried for the past
20 years.
HANK
And how exactly do we get it? Walk
through the front door?
MAGGIE
If we make it look like they leaked
their own files, they’ll have no
choice but to clean house and leave
Ethan alone.
FRANKLIN
(nods)
Controlled chaos again.
ETHAN
(looking around)
And if this works?
NATHAN
(grimly)
You disappear. For good this time.
The camera lingers on Ethan, his face a mix of determination
and weariness.
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Scene 39: Margo Confronts the List
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Betrayal in the Shadows
INT. CIA FIELD OFFICE - COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT
The command center is chaotic, operatives hustling to contain
the fallout from Ethan’s latest move. Margo stands at the
head of the room, her sharp gaze fixed on a monitor as one of
her analysts, Agent Collins, approaches hesitantly with a
tablet.
COLLINS
Ma’am, we’ve… uh… uncovered some
troubling intel.
MARGO
(flat)
Spit it out, Collins.
Collins hands her the tablet. On the screen is a dossier of
names, each accompanied by a photo and a brief summary of
their specialties:
* Margaret Travers: Disguises and Infiltration Specialist.
Retired 2012.
* Luis Delgado: Cybersecurity and Surveillance Specialist.
Retired 2015.
* Franklin Hayes: Medic and Survival Tactician. Retired 2010.
* Nathan Grey: Former CIA Chief. Retired 2017.
Margo’s face tightens as she scrolls through the list.
MARGO (CONT'D)
(snarling)
Grey. Of course.
COLLINS
They’re working with Cross.
Coordinating his moves, supplying
him with resources.
Margo sets the tablet down, staring at the wall in disbelief.
MARGO
(half to herself)
This isn’t a rogue operative
anymore. This is a damned reunion
tour.
Collins fidgets nervously.
COLLINS
What’s the play, ma’am?
Margo pinches the bridge of her nose, frustration and
disbelief evident.
MARGO
They’re ghosts. Every single one of
them. They know the Agency better
than the Agency knows itself.
COLLINS
Should we escalate? Deploy another
team?
Margo turns, her expression softening into something almost
resigned.
MARGO
Escalate? Against Nathan Grey and
his merry band of relics? They’ll
eat us alive.
Collins looks stunned, unaccustomed to seeing Margo
uncertain.
COLLINS
So… what do we do?
Margo doesn’t answer immediately. She picks up the tablet
again, her eyes lingering on Grey’s photo.
MARGO
(distantly)
Grey taught me everything I know.
Every trick, every strategy… he
wrote the playbook I’m using right
now.
She exhales deeply, setting the tablet aside.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Get me a direct line to the Deputy
Director.
Collins hesitates, clearly unsure.
COLLINS
Ma’am?
Margo’s voice hardens again, but there’s a note of
exhaustion.
MARGO
(quietly)
Sometimes, Collins, you’ve got to
know when to fold.
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Scene 40: Margo’s Decision
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Strategic Retreat
INT. CIA DEPUTY DIRECTOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Margo sits across from the Deputy Director, a no-nonsense
bureaucrat in his 50s with a polished demeanor.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR
So, you’re saying we let him go?
MARGO
(leaning forward)
Not just him. All of them.
The Deputy Director narrows his eyes, skeptical.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR
Why?
MARGO
Because this isn’t a mission
anymore—it’s a war we can’t win.
Grey and his team are the best
we’ve ever had. They know our
systems, our methods, and our
weaknesses. Every step we take,
they’re already three ahead.
The Deputy Director leans back, considering.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR
And what message does that send?
MARGO
That we know when to cut our
losses.
She pauses, then adds:
MARGO (CONT'D)
Besides, do you really want this
getting out?
(MORE)
MARGO (CONT'D)
That a group of retirees and a
rogue operative outsmarted the
entire Agency?
The Deputy Director’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t respond
immediately.
DEPUTY DIRECTOR
You’re proposing we just let them
walk?
Margo nods slowly.
MARGO
As long as they stay in the
shadows, so do we.
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Scene 41: The Call
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A Warning in the Dark
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Nathan, Ethan, and the team are gathered in the safe house,
reviewing their next steps. Luis’s laptop pings with an
incoming encrypted message.
LUIS
(confused)
Uh… we’ve got a live feed coming
through.
The screen flashes to reveal Margo, seated in her office.
MARGO
Evening, Grey.
Nathan smirks, leaning back in his chair.
NATHAN
Margo. Nice of you to call.
MARGO
Don’t push your luck.
She looks directly at Ethan.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Cross, consider this your lucky
day. The Agency is calling off the
hunt.
Ethan’s eyes narrow.
ETHAN
Just like that?
MARGO
(icy)
Don’t mistake this for mercy.
You’re a liability, but chasing you
is proving to be an even bigger
one.
Nathan interjects, his tone smug.
NATHAN
Smart move. I trained you well.
Margo ignores him, focusing on Ethan.
MARGO
This doesn’t mean you’re free. It
means you stay quiet. No more
missions, no more stunts.
Disappear, or the next team won’t
miss.
Ethan exchanges a glance with Nathan, then nods.
ETHAN
Understood.
Margo leans closer to the camera, her voice soft but firm.
MARGO
Don’t make me regret this.
The feed cuts, leaving the team in silence.
CUT TO:
Scene 42: Moving On
EXT. SAFE HOUSE - DAWN
The group prepares to leave the safe house, scattering to
avoid detection.
HANK
(gruffly)
Well, that was fun. Let’s not do it
again anytime soon.
MAGGIE
(smiling)
Speak for yourself. I rather
enjoyed it.
Nathan claps Ethan on the shoulder.
NATHAN
You’ve got a clean slate now. Don’t
waste it.
Ethan looks around at the group, a rare smile tugging at his
lips.
ETHAN
Thanks. For everything.
As they part ways, Ethan watches them disappear into the
mist, his future uncertain but his resolve stronger than
ever.
FADE OUT.
Scene 43: Resolution Between Korda and Ethan
Genres:
["Action","Thriller"]
Ratings
Scene
35 -
Tensions at Dusk
EXT. REMOTE MOUNTAIN RETREAT - DUSK
The sun sets over a secluded mountain retreat, its golden
light casting long shadows across the forest. Ethan parks an
old, dusty sedan near the entrance of a rustic villa. He
steps out cautiously, scanning the area before walking toward
the front door.
Victor Korda stands on the porch, his imposing figure
silhouetted against the warm glow of the villa’s interior. A
cigar smolders between his fingers, and a glass of whiskey
rests on the porch railing.
KORDA
(smiling)
I was starting to think you
wouldn’t show.
ETHAN
(flatly)
I almost didn’t.
Ethan climbs the steps, stopping a few feet away from Korda.
The tension between them is palpable, the weight of their
shared experiences hanging in the air.
KORDA
You’ve been busy. The Agency
calling off the hunt… impressive.
ETHAN
It wasn’t just me.
Korda takes a long drag from his cigar, exhaling a plume of
smoke.
KORDA
Still, you played the game well.
Better than I expected.
Ethan crosses his arms, his expression serious.
ETHAN
We’re not here to trade
compliments, Korda. We need to
settle this.
KORDA
(nods)
Fair enough.
CUT TO:
INT. KORDA’S VILLA - NIGHT
The two men sit across from each other in a cozy den. A fire
crackles in the stone hearth, and the faint sound of the
forest drifts in through an open window.
KORDA
You’re worried I’ll turn on you now
that the heat’s off.
ETHAN
Can you blame me?
Korda chuckles, swirling his whiskey.
KORDA
You and I might not see eye to eye,
Ethan, but I’m not a fool. Keeping
you alive benefits me far more than
killing you ever could.
Ethan leans forward, his tone sharp.
ETHAN
And what about your ambitions? The
power grabs, the influence? You
think I’m just going to ignore all
that?
Korda’s smile fades, replaced by a more thoughtful
expression.
KORDA
I built what I have because I was
betrayed—just like you. Everything
I do now is about control, about
making sure no one ever holds the
knife to my throat again.
Ethan stares at him, his expression unreadable.
ETHAN
And the people caught in the
crossfire?
Korda sighs, setting his glass down.
KORDA
Collateral damage. A necessary evil
in a world that’s already broken.
ETHAN
(quietly)
That’s the difference between us.
I’m trying to stop the damage, not
add to it.
Korda leans back, studying Ethan.
KORDA
You really believe that, don’t you?
That you can change the game?
ETHAN
Someone has to.
Korda considers this for a moment, then nods.
KORDA
Then let’s make a deal.
ETHAN
(skeptical)
What kind of deal?
KORDA
I stay out of your way, you stay
out of mine. You don’t have to like
what I do, but you don’t interfere.
In return, I’ll make sure none of
my business touches you or anyone
you care about.
Ethan hesitates, weighing the offer.
ETHAN
And if I find out you’re lying?
Korda smirks, his voice low and confident.
KORDA
Then I suppose we’ll both be back
where we started.
EXT. VILLA PORCH - NIGHT
Ethan stands on the porch, ready to leave. Korda walks him to
the door, his cigar still smoldering.
KORDA
You’re a rare breed, Ethan. A man
who still believes in something.
ETHAN
And you?
Korda shrugs, a faint smile playing on his lips.
KORDA
I believe in survival.
Ethan steps off the porch but turns back, his tone serious.
ETHAN
If you cross the line, Korda, I
won’t hesitate.
Korda raises his glass in a mock toast.
KORDA
Understood.
Ethan walks into the night, disappearing into the shadows.
Korda watches him go, his expression unreadable.
FADE OUT
Scene 44: The Journey Home
EXT. SMALL TOWN - DAY
Ethan drives through a quiet, picturesque small town. The
streets are lined with maple trees, their leaves turning
shades of orange and gold. The town square is quaint, with a
gazebo at its center and a few shops bearing hand-painted
signs.
As Ethan pulls up to a modest two-story house, memories begin
to flood back—echoes of laughter, the smell of freshly baked
cookies, and the sight of his father’s patrol car parked in
the driveway.
CUT TO:
Genres:
["Action","Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
36 -
Echoes of Childhood
INT. ETHAN’S CHILDHOOD HOME - DAY
The house is well-kept but shows signs of age. Ethan steps
inside, his footsteps echoing in the silence. Dust motes
dance in the sunlight streaming through the windows.
He moves through the rooms slowly, his fingers brushing over
old photographs and knickknacks. A photo catches his eye: a
younger Ethan, around ten years old, standing between his
parents. His father, Captain Robert Cross, is in uniform, his
hand resting proudly on Ethan’s shoulder. His mother,
Margaret Cross, is beaming, her arms around both of them.
Ethan smiles faintly, the weight of the past settling on his
shoulders.
CUT TO:
FLASHBACK: FAMILY DINNER
The scene shifts to a warm kitchen filled with the aroma of
home-cooked food. The younger ETHAN (10) sits at the table,
eagerly digging into a plate of spaghetti.
MARGARET
Ethan, slow down! You’re going to
choke.
Young Ethan grins sheepishly, slowing his pace.
ROBERT
(serious but kind)
Your mom’s right. A good meal
deserves respect.
MARGARET
(smiling)
And so does the person who cooked
it.
The family laughs, the warmth of the moment filling the room.
FLASHBACK: LESSON FROM HIS FATHER
The scene shifts to the front porch. Young Ethan sits beside
his father, who sips coffee from a mug labeled "World’s Best
Dad."
ETHAN (10)
Dad, do you ever get scared?
Robert looks at his son, his face thoughtful.
ROBERT
Sometimes. Being scared is part of
life. What matters is what you do
with it.
ETHAN (10)
Like catching bad guys?
Robert chuckles.
ROBERT
Exactly. But it’s not just about
catching bad guys. It’s about
protecting people. Making sure
they’re safe, even when you’re
scared.
Ethan nods, his young mind soaking in the wisdom.
ROBERT (CONT'D)
And remember, no matter where life
takes you, family is your anchor.
It’s what keeps you grounded.
CUT TO:
Genres:
["Drama","Family"]
Ratings
Scene
37 -
Reflections at Dusk
INT. ETHAN’S CHILDHOOD HOME - PRESENT DAY
Ethan snaps back to the present, his eyes lingering on the
photo. He picks it up, brushing away a layer of dust.
He sits at the kitchen table, the same table from his
memories, now worn and faded. For the first time in years, he
lets his guard down, his expression softening.
CUT TO:
Scene 45: Longing for a New Beginning
EXT. TOWN PARK - SUNSET
Ethan walks through the town park, passing families playing
and couples walking hand in hand. He sits on a bench
overlooking a small lake, the golden light of sunset
reflecting on the water.
FLASHBACK: ETHAN WITH HIS MOTHER
Young Ethan and Margaret sit on the same bench. She’s reading
a book while Ethan plays with a toy car.
MARGARET
(looking up)
Ethan, come here for a second.
Ethan runs over, climbing onto the bench beside her.
MARGARET (CONT'D)
(pointing to the lake)
See how calm the water is?
ETHAN (10)
Yeah.
MARGARET
It’s like life. Sometimes it’s
calm, and sometimes it’s stormy.
But if you have the right people
around you, you’ll always find your
way back to calm.
She kisses his forehead, and the scene fades.
BACK TO PRESENT
Ethan looks at the calm water, his mind racing with the
memories of his parents’ love and the life he’s led since
leaving this place. For years, he’s been adrift, consumed by
the chaos of the life he chose.
ETHAN (V.O.)
I’ve spent so much time in the
shadows, I forgot what the light
feels like.
CUT TO:
Scene 46: Resolution
Genres:
["Action","Thriller","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
38 -
Reflections in the Diner
INT. SMALL TOWN DINER - NIGHT
Ethan sits in a booth, nursing a cup of coffee. The waitress,
a kind woman in her 40s, refills his cup with a smile.
WAITRESS
Passing through, or staying a
while?
Ethan hesitates, then smiles faintly.
ETHAN
I’m not sure yet.
She nods, walking away. Ethan looks out the window, watching
as the lights of the town twinkle in the night.
CUT TO:
EXT. ETHAN’S CHILDHOOD HOME - NIGHT
Ethan returns to the house, standing on the porch for a
moment before stepping inside. He sets his duffel bag down
and looks around, his face calm but thoughtful.
ETHAN (V.O.)
Maybe it’s time to stop running.
He sits in the living room, staring at the photo of his
family. His face softens as he leans back, finally at peace.
FADE OUT
Scene 47: A New Purpose
EXT. SMALL TOWN POLICE STATION - DAY
Ethan stands outside the modest police station, its brick
façade unchanged from his childhood memories. A faded sign
reads “Sheriff’s Office – Serving the Community Since 1952.”
He hesitates for a moment, then steps inside.
CUT TO:
INT. POLICE STATION - DAY
The station is bustling but orderly. Officers move about,
filing reports and answering calls. Ethan approaches the
front desk, where a young officer, DEPUTY LANE (30s), greets
him with a curious look.
DEPUTY LANE
Can I help you?
Ethan glances at the nameplate on the desk, recognizing the
family name.
ETHAN
Lane. Any relation to Sheriff Lane?
Lane smiles proudly.
DEPUTY LANE
My dad. Retired a few years ago.
Ethan nods, a faint smile crossing his face.
ETHAN
I knew him. I’m Ethan Cross.
Recognition flickers across Lane’s face.
DEPUTY LANE
Cross? Captain Cross’s son?
Ethan nods again.
ETHAN
Is the sheriff in?
Lane motions toward an office at the back of the station.
DEPUTY LANE
Go on in.
CUT TO:
Genres:
["Action","Thriller","Drama"]
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Scene
39 -
A New Beginning
INT. SHERIFF’S OFFICE - DAY
The sheriff, LUCY HENDERSON (40s), is seated at her desk,
reviewing paperwork. She’s tough but approachable, with a no-
nonsense demeanor that commands respect.
Ethan knocks lightly on the doorframe.
ETHAN
Sheriff Henderson?
Lucy looks up, her brow furrowing as she studies him.
LUCY
Do I know you?
ETHAN
Not yet. Ethan Cross. My dad was
Captain Cross.
Lucy’s expression softens.
LUCY
Of course. I heard a lot about you
growing up. Come on in.
Ethan steps inside, taking a seat.
LUCY (CONT'D)
What brings you back to town?
Ethan hesitates, then speaks with uncharacteristic
vulnerability.
ETHAN
I’m looking for a fresh start. A
way to… contribute.
Lucy leans back in her chair, studying him carefully.
LUCY
Your dad was one of the best. Big
shoes to fill.
ETHAN
(flatly)
I’m not looking to fill them. Just
do some good.
Lucy nods slowly, her gaze steady.
LUCY
We could always use another set of
hands. Especially someone with
your… background.
Ethan looks at her, surprised.
ETHAN
You know?
LUCY
(smiling)
Small town, Ethan. People talk.
CUT TO:
Scene 48: First Day on the Job
Genres:
["Drama","Mystery"]
Ratings
Scene
40 -
Finding Belonging
EXT. SMALL TOWN - MORNING
Ethan walks the streets in his new uniform—simple and
practical, with a badge pinned to his chest. Townspeople
greet him with polite smiles and waves, though a few seem
wary of the newcomer.
INT. LOCAL SCHOOL - MORNING
Ethan visits the elementary school to meet the staff and talk
about a community safety initiative.
He’s introduced to MS. JANE MARSHALL (30s), a friendly and
slightly nervous teacher who knew his mother.
MS. MARSHALL
Your mom was a legend around here.
I had her for history.
Ethan smiles faintly.
ETHAN
She always had a way of making it
come alive.
CUT TO:
EXT. PARK - AFTERNOON
Ethan helps organize a local safety day, teaching kids about
staying safe in emergencies. As he watches the kids laugh and
play, he can’t help but feel a sense of belonging.
CUT TO:
Scene 49: Confronting the Past
EXT. GRAVEYARD - SUNSET
Ethan stands before his parents’ graves, the wind rustling
the trees around him. He kneels, placing a small bouquet of
flowers at the base of the headstone.
ETHAN
(quietly)
I’ve spent so long running from who
I was. From who you raised me to
be.
He pauses, his voice trembling slightly.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
But I’m here now. And I’ll do my
best to honor what you taught me.
He stands, his resolve evident as he looks out over the town
below.
CUT TO:
Scene 50: A New Life
Genres:
["Drama","Mystery"]
Ratings
Scene
41 -
A Moment of Laughter
EXT. SMALL TOWN DINER - NIGHT
Ethan sits at a booth with Ms. Marshall, sharing a
lighthearted conversation over coffee. For the first time in
years, he laughs—a genuine, unguarded laugh.
MONTAGE: Ethan’s New Life
* Ethan training new deputies at the station, sharing wisdom
from his CIA days.
* Ethan repairing his parents’ old house, turning it into a
home again.
* Ethan running drills with kids at the school, earning their
admiration.
* Ethan walking through the town, nodding to neighbors who
now greet him warmly.
Fade Out:
Final Scene: The Light Returns
EXT. SMALL TOWN - DAY
Ethan stands on the porch of his restored home, watching as
kids ride their bikes down the street and families enjoy the
sunny day.
A voiceover of his father echoes in his mind:
ROBERT (V.O.)
Family is your anchor. It’s what
keeps you grounded.
Ethan smiles faintly, his face calm and content.
ETHAN (V.O.)
Maybe the shadows will always be
part of me.
(MORE)
ETHAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
But for the first time in a long
time… I can see the light.
The camera pans upward, capturing the idyllic scene as the
sun shines brightly over the town.
FADE OUT
Scene 51: Enter the Love Interest
INT. LOCAL SCHOOL - PARENT-TEACHER NIGHT - EVENING
Ethan enters the school gymnasium, where folding chairs are
set up for a community safety seminar he’s agreed to give.
He’s dressed in his uniform but looks slightly out of place
among the cheerful, talkative parents and teachers.
At the far end of the room, Ms. Charlotte "Charlie" Monroe
(30s) is organizing handouts on a table. She’s stunning, with
natural beauty that stands out even in her simple dress and
minimal makeup. Her long, wavy brown hair falls over her
shoulders, and her warm smile lights up the room as she talks
to another teacher.
Ethan approaches the table, his usual confidence faltering
slightly as she notices him.
CHARLIE
(turning with a smile)
You must be Officer Cross.
Ethan clears his throat, awkwardly adjusting his collar.
ETHAN
Just Ethan is fine.
CHARLIE
(smirking)
Alright, Just Ethan. I’m Charlie
Monroe. I teach third grade.
She extends a hand, and Ethan shakes it, momentarily lost in
her warm, firm grip.
ETHAN
Nice to meet you.
CHARLIE
Your seminar’s a hit already. I
think half the parents showed up
just to meet the new officer in
town.
ETHAN
(awkwardly)
Well, I’ll try not to disappoint.
Charlie laughs softly, and Ethan can’t help but smile, her
warmth cutting through his usual stoicism.
CUT TO:
Scene 52: Sparks Begin
Genres:
["Drama","Romance"]
Ratings
Scene
42 -
A Spark in the Gym
INT. SCHOOL GYMNASIUM - NIGHT
Ethan finishes his safety seminar, fielding questions from
the crowd. He’s composed and professional, but his eyes
occasionally flick to Charlie, who’s watching him with
interest from the back of the room.
As the crowd disperses, Charlie approaches.
CHARLIE
Nice job. You’ve got a way of
making even first aid sound
exciting.
ETHAN
(smirking)
Is that a compliment or a polite
critique?
CHARLIE
(smiling)
A little of both.
Ethan chuckles, his usual guarded demeanor softening.
ETHAN
Well, thank you for staying through
all that.
CHARLIE
I had to. I promised the kids I’d
learn something useful to teach
them tomorrow.
There’s a brief pause, the kind of silence that feels charged
rather than awkward.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
Anyway, maybe I’ll see you around?
ETHAN
Yeah. I’d like that.
She smiles, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she
walks away. Ethan watches her go, a faint smile tugging at
his lips.
CUT TO:
Scene 53: The First Date
EXT. SMALL TOWN DINER - NIGHT
Ethan sits at a corner booth, looking slightly nervous as he
waits. The door opens, and Charlie steps in, her casual dress
and effortless beauty catching the attention of everyone in
the diner. She waves at Ethan and makes her way over.
CHARLIE
(sitting)
Sorry I’m late. Parent-teacher
meetings ran over.
ETHAN
You’re right on time.
As the two begin talking, Ethan finds himself laughing more
than he has in years.
CHARLIE
(teasing)
So, you’ve been in town how long,
and you’re already a local hero?
ETHAN
I wouldn’t call it that. More like…
local curiosity.
CHARLIE
Don’t sell yourself short. You’ve
made quite the impression.
Ethan looks at her, his smile fading slightly as he speaks
more earnestly.
ETHAN
I’ve been in a lot of places, done
a lot of things I’m not proud of.
(MORE)
ETHAN (CONT'D)
Coming back here… it’s the first
time I’ve felt like I could really…
start over.
Charlie studies him for a moment, her voice softening.
CHARLIE
Starting over isn’t easy. But
you’re doing it. That’s what
matters.
CUT TO:
Scene 54: Romance Blossoms
MONTAGE: Ethan and Charlie’s Growing Connection
* At the Park: Ethan teaches Charlie’s students basic safety
skills, while Charlie watches, her admiration for him
evident.
* Fixing the House: Charlie helps Ethan repaint his childhood
home, accidentally getting paint on his face. They both
laugh, the moment turning playful.
* Dinner at Charlie’s Place: Ethan joins her for a home-
cooked meal, marveling at her ability to make even the
simplest dishes feel special.
Cut To:
Scene 55: Vulnerability
Genres:
["Romance","Drama"]
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Scene
43 -
Under the Stars: A Moment of Truth
EXT. PORCH OF ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie sit on the porch swing, the stars twinkling
overhead.
CHARLIE
You’re different from anyone I’ve
met, Ethan. It’s like there’s this
whole part of you you’re trying to
hide.
Ethan looks down, his expression troubled.
ETHAN
There is.
CHARLIE
You don’t have to tell me
everything. But I’d like to know
who you really are.
Ethan hesitates, then speaks quietly.
ETHAN
I’ve spent most of my life in the
shadows, doing things that… I’m not
proud of. Things I thought were for
the greater good.
Charlie reaches over, taking his hand in hers.
CHARLIE
Everyone has a past. What matters
is who you are now.
Ethan looks at her, his walls crumbling.
ETHAN
I’m trying to be someone better.
CHARLIE
(softly)
You already are.
CUT TO:
Scene 56: Ethan’s New Life with Love
EXT. SMALL TOWN SQUARE - DAY
Ethan and Charlie walk hand in hand through the bustling town
square. Kids wave at Ethan, and neighbors greet him warmly.
They stop by a bench, sitting together as the camera pulls
back, capturing the warmth and life of the town.
ETHAN (V.O.)
For years, I thought I was meant to
live in the shadows. That who I was
couldn’t exist in the light.
Charlie leans her head on his shoulder, and Ethan smiles,
truly content for the first time in years.
ETHAN (V.O.)
But maybe… just maybe… I’ve finally
found where I belong.
FADE OUT
Scene 57: Ethan’s Confession
Genres:
["Drama","Romance"]
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Scene
44 -
Embracing Shadows
EXT. PORCH OF ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie sit on the porch swing, the soft hum of
crickets filling the cool night air. A bottle of wine and two
glasses sit on a small table beside them. Charlie leans
against Ethan, her head resting on his shoulder.
Ethan stares into the darkness, his face tense.
ETHAN
(quietly)
There’s something I need to tell
you.
Charlie lifts her head, sensing the shift in his tone.
CHARLIE
What is it?
Ethan takes a deep breath, his hands clasped tightly
together.
ETHAN
You’ve asked about my past… about
what I’m hiding. It’s not just that
I don’t talk about it—I’ve been
trying to bury it.
Charlie stays silent, giving him space to continue.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
I worked for the CIA. For years, I
was what they called a Lurker. Deep
cover. No name, no identity. My job
was to go places no one else could,
to do things no one else would.
Charlie’s eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t interrupt.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
I lied. Manipulated people.
Sometimes worse. All for missions I
thought mattered. Missions they
told me mattered.
He looks at her, his voice trembling.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
But it wasn’t just the work. It was
what it turned me into. A ghost.
Someone who could disappear without
anyone noticing.
Charlie reaches for his hand, but Ethan pulls away, standing
abruptly.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
(voice rising)
You don’t understand, Charlie.
People like me don’t get happy
endings. My past doesn’t stay
buried. And when it comes back—and
it always comes back—it doesn’t
just hurt me. It hurts everyone
around me.
Charlie stands too, stepping closer.
CHARLIE
Ethan—
ETHAN
(cutting her off)
You need to know what you’re
getting into. If you stay… if
you’re with me… you’re putting
yourself in danger.
His words hang in the air, the weight of them pressing down
on both of them. Charlie looks at him, her eyes soft but
unwavering.
CHARLIE
(quietly)
I’m not afraid of your past.
Ethan shakes his head, turning away.
ETHAN
You should be.
Charlie steps around him, forcing him to meet her gaze.
CHARLIE
Do you think I don’t know what I’m
choosing? I’ve seen the way you
carry this—like it’s some kind of
punishment.
(MORE)
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
But Ethan, you’re not that man
anymore. You’re here. You’re trying
to build a life.
Ethan’s voice cracks as he speaks.
ETHAN
And what if I can’t? What if the
man I’m trying to be isn’t enough
to protect you?
Charlie places her hands on his face, her voice steady.
CHARLIE
Then I’ll protect you.
Ethan stares at her, his walls crumbling completely. Tears
well up in his eyes, and he finally lets them fall, his voice
breaking.
ETHAN
I don’t deserve this. I don’t
deserve you.
Charlie pulls him into an embrace, holding him tightly.
CHARLIE
You deserve love, Ethan. And I’m
not going anywhere.
Ethan clings to her, the weight of his past finally breaking
against the strength of her love.
CUT TO:
Scene 58: Moving Forward Together
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Sunlight streams through the windows as Ethan and Charlie sit
at the kitchen table. Charlie sips her coffee while Ethan
watches her, a faint smile on his face.
ETHAN
I didn’t think I could ever tell
anyone about… all of it.
CHARLIE
(softly)
You don’t have to carry it alone
anymore.
Ethan nods, his expression thoughtful.
ETHAN
I want to try. To really try. For
us.
Charlie smiles, reaching across the table to squeeze his
hand.
MONTAGE: Building a New Life Together
* Ethan and Charlie repaint the interior of his house,
turning it into a warm, inviting home.
* Charlie introduces Ethan to her students at school, and
they immediately take to him.
* The two work together to plan a community event, earning
the admiration of the townspeople.
* Ethan shows Charlie how to defend herself, blending his
past skills with his desire to protect her.
CUT TO:
Scene 59: Facing the Future
Genres:
["Drama","Romance"]
Ratings
Scene
45 -
Dancing Between Dreams
EXT. SMALL TOWN SQUARE - EVENING
Ethan and Charlie walk through the town square hand in hand,
the glow of string lights adding a magical quality to the
night. They stop near the gazebo, where a small band plays
soft music.
Ethan pulls her close, and they begin to dance.
ETHAN
(softly)
I spent so many years running,
hiding. I didn’t think I’d ever
have this.
Charlie looks up at him, her eyes full of love.
CHARLIE
You’re not running anymore, Ethan.
You’re home.
Ethan smiles, the weight of his past finally lifting as he
holds her close.
FADE OUT
Flashback: Charlie’s Parents and Her Decision
INT. FAMILY HOME - LIVING ROOM - 15 YEARS AGO - EVENING
The living room is a mix of warmth and structure, with family
photos on the walls juxtaposed with plaques and awards from
the FBI. A young Charlie Monroe (15) stands in the middle of
the room, facing her parents, Agent William Monroe (50s) and
Agent Diane Monroe (50s). Both are seasoned FBI
agents—William, tall and imposing with a firm jawline, and
Diane, sharp-eyed with a calm but commanding presence.
On the coffee table between them lie a pair of handguns, a
disassembled rifle, and a few tactical manuals.
WILLIAM
(holding up the rifle
stock)
Come on, Charlie. You’ve got this.
Show me what you’ve learned.
Charlie sighs, crossing her arms.
CHARLIE (15)
Dad, we’ve been at this for hours.
DIANE
(sitting beside her
husband)
That’s how you get better,
sweetheart. Repetition.
Charlie reluctantly takes the rifle stock, her movements
precise but mechanical as she begins to reassemble the
weapon.
CHARLIE (15)
Why do I even need to know this?
I’m not joining the FBI.
William and Diane exchange a glance, both raising their
eyebrows.
WILLIAM
(scoffing)
Not joining the FBI? What are you
talking about?
Charlie finishes assembling the rifle, setting it on the
table with a slight thud.
CHARLIE (15)
I’ve been talking about it for
years. I don’t want to chase bad
guys or sit in interrogation rooms.
Diane leans forward, her tone calm but firm.
DIANE
This isn’t just about chasing bad
guys, Charlie. It’s about making a
difference. Protecting people.
CHARLIE (15)
(standing)
I can protect people without a
badge.
WILLIAM
(frowning)
And how exactly do you plan on
doing that?
CHARLIE (15)
(squaring her shoulders)
By teaching.
The room goes quiet, the weight of her words sinking in.
DIANE
(trying to understand)
Teaching?
CHARLIE (15)
Yes. Kids need someone to look up
to, someone who can help them
before they end up in situations
like the ones you deal with every
day.
William shakes his head, clearly frustrated.
WILLIAM
That’s noble, Charlie, but you’re
throwing away everything we’ve
taught you.
CHARLIE (15)
No, I’m not. I’ll still know how to
protect myself, how to stay aware.
But I don’t want my life to be
about fighting the bad guys. I want
it to be about inspiring the good
ones.
Diane looks at her daughter, her expression softening.
DIANE
And you really think you’ll be
happy walking away from all of
this?
CHARLIE (15)
I do.
Diane nods slowly, her respect for Charlie’s conviction
clear.
DIANE
Then you’ll be the best damn
teacher those kids ever have.
William looks between his wife and daughter, clearly
outnumbered.
WILLIAM
(grumbling)
I still think you’d make a hell of
an agent.
Charlie smiles faintly, hugging both her parents.
CHARLIE (15)
Thanks, Dad. But I’ve got other
plans.
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Scene Transition Back to Present
Genres:
["Drama","Romance"]
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46 -
Facing Fears Together
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Charlie sits with Ethan on the couch, holding his hand. She
looks at him with a soft smile, her earlier determination
mirrored in her eyes.
CHARLIE
You’re not the only one with a
complicated past, Ethan. My parents
wanted me to follow in their
footsteps too. But I chose a
different path—one where I could
make a difference without losing
myself.
Ethan looks at her, his admiration growing.
ETHAN
And you have.
CHARLIE
So have you. You just need to see
it.
Ethan nods slowly, her words settling in as the camera pans
to the soft glow of the fireplace, their shared understanding
deepening.
CUT TO:
Scene 60: Charlie’s Past Resurfaces
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Charlie and Ethan sit across from each other at the kitchen
table. Ethan is fiddling with a mug of coffee, clearly
troubled. Charlie notices his unease.
CHARLIE
What’s going on, Ethan?
ETHAN
(sighing)
The Agency might’ve called off the
hunt, but that doesn’t mean they’re
done with me. There’s always a
chance they’ll change their mind.
Charlie leans forward, her expression serious.
CHARLIE
So what do we do?
ETHAN
(shaking his head)
I don’t want you to have to do
anything. This is my mess to clean
up.
Charlie reaches across the table, placing her hand over his.
CHARLIE
Ethan, I’ve spent my whole life
learning how to deal with messes
like this. My parents made sure of
that.
Ethan looks at her, surprised.
ETHAN
Charlie—
CHARLIE
(cutting him off)
You think just because I chose a
different path, I forgot everything
they taught me? I can handle
myself, Ethan. And I’m not going to
let you fight this battle alone.
CUT TO:
Scene 61: Training Together
Genres:
["Drama","Romance","Thriller"]
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47 -
Playful Showdown
EXT. ETHAN’S BACKYARD - DAY
Charlie stands in the yard, tying her hair back into a
ponytail. Ethan sets up a makeshift shooting range with cans
and bottles on an old fence.
ETHAN
You’re serious about this?
CHARLIE
(smiling)
You better believe it.
Ethan hands her a small handgun, his movements careful.
ETHAN
Alright, show me what you’ve got.
Charlie takes the gun, her stance and grip immediately
professional. She fires, hitting three cans in quick
succession. Ethan raises an eyebrow, impressed.
ETHAN (CONT'D)
Where’d you learn to shoot like
that?
CHARLIE
(smirking)
Let’s just say it runs in the
family.
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INT. ETHAN’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Charlie demonstrates self-defense techniques, showing Ethan a
few moves her parents taught her.
CHARLIE
(grinning)
Alright, come at me.
ETHAN
(half-smiling)
I don’t think I can.
CHARLIE
(laughing)
Don’t hold back. I can take you.
Ethan hesitates, then lunges playfully. Charlie twists his
arm in a quick move, flipping him onto the couch. Ethan
laughs, holding up his hands in mock surrender.
ETHAN
Okay, okay. I get it.
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Scene 62: Facing a Threat Together
Genres:
["Action","Romance"]
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48 -
A Night of Warnings
EXT. SMALL TOWN STREET - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie walk back from the diner, the quiet of the
town broken by the crunch of their footsteps. A black SUV
idles at the corner, its engine purring ominously.
Ethan tenses, pulling Charlie closer.
ETHAN
Stay behind me.
The SUV door opens, and a man in a suit steps out. AGENT
WYATT (40s), a no-nonsense operative, approaches them, his
movements deliberate.
AGENT WYATT
Ethan Cross. You’ve got friends in
high places. But you’ve also got
enemies who don’t forget.
Charlie steps forward, her voice steady.
CHARLIE
Who are you?
AGENT WYATT
(to Ethan)
I’m here to deliver a warning. Stay
in your little bubble here, Cross,
and we’ll leave you alone. Step
outside it, and all bets are off.
Ethan clenches his fists, his jaw tight.
ETHAN
You don’t scare me.
Wyatt smirks, his gaze shifting to Charlie.
AGENT WYATT
Maybe you should be. People like
her tend to get caught in the
crossfire.
Before Wyatt can take another step, Charlie moves with
lightning speed, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his
back. Wyatt grimaces, caught off guard.
CHARLIE
(quietly)
Touch me or him, and you’ll regret
it.
Wyatt laughs through the pain as she releases him.
AGENT WYATT
(smiling)
Maybe you’re not so harmless after
all.
He steps back, straightening his suit.
AGENT WYATT (CONT'D)
Enjoy your peace while it lasts.
Wyatt climbs back into the SUV, which speeds off into the
night.
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Scene 63: Strengthened Resolve
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["Action","Thriller"]
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49 -
A Moment of Reassurance
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan paces the living room, visibly agitated.
ETHAN
I knew it wouldn’t last. They’re
still watching, waiting for me to
make a mistake.
Charlie steps in front of him, her voice calm but firm.
CHARLIE
Then we don’t give them a reason.
Ethan looks at her, his frustration softening.
ETHAN
You didn’t have to stand up to him.
CHARLIE
(smiling)
Yes, I did.
She takes his hands, grounding him.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
I love you, Ethan. And I’m not
going to let your past control our
future.
Ethan exhales, the tension leaving his shoulders.
ETHAN
I love you too.
FADE OUT:
Scene 64: Planning for the Future
EXT. TOWN PARK - SUNSET
Ethan and Charlie sit on a bench overlooking the lake.
ETHAN
We can’t let them keep this power
over us.
CHARLIE
(nods)
Then we make a plan. Keep building
this life, but always be ready.
ETHAN
(smirking)
I’m starting to think you’re better
at this than I am.
Charlie laughs, leaning her head on his shoulder.
CHARLIE
Teamwork, Ethan. That’s how we win.
As the sun dips below the horizon, their bond feels
unbreakable, their partnership a mix of love, trust, and
shared strength.
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Scene 65: The Organization Heads Meet
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["Romance","Drama"]
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50 -
Tensions at CIA Headquarters
INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT
The room is dimly lit, the atmosphere heavy with tension.
Around a sleek conference table sit key figures from the CIA,
FBI, and Department of Defense. At the head of the table is
DIRECTOR MONROE (60s), the stoic and authoritative head of
the FBI—and Charlie’s father. Beside him is MARGO (50s), her
usual icy demeanor masking her unease.
On the large screen at the front of the room is a live feed
of Victor Korda addressing his nation, flanked by armed
guards. The broadcast cuts to footage of his country’s
massive oil fields under military control, followed by images
of new tanks and advanced weaponry being offloaded from ships
bearing foreign flags.
DIRECTOR MONROE
(pausing the feed)
Korda has officially consolidated
his power. He controls the oil
fields, and he’s using the income
to build an army. If we don’t act,
this goes beyond his borders.
DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE HEAD
(skeptical)
And where’s he getting the weapons?
Margo pulls up a new slide—satellite images of weapon
shipments bearing markings from communist bloc countries.
MARGO
North Korea and Russia. Both deny
involvement, but the evidence says
otherwise.
CIA OPERATIVE
He’s not just stockpiling weapons.
Intelligence suggests he’s training
paramilitary forces for
export—mercenaries loyal only to
him.
DIRECTOR MONROE
Then the question is: how do we
stop him?
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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - LATER
The discussion grows heated as options are debated. Covert
operations, sanctions, and even military intervention are
thrown on the table, each one met with concerns about cost,
timing, and international fallout.
Margo leans forward, her voice cutting through the noise.
MARGO
There’s another option.
The room falls silent, all eyes on her.
MARGO (CONT'D)
Victor Korda has a weakness—Ethan
Cross.
The name sparks murmurs around the table.
CIA OPERATIVE
Cross? The rogue operative?
DIRECTOR MONROE
(raising an eyebrow)
Didn’t we burn him?
MARGO
Not entirely. Cross is out, but
he’s not unreachable. Korda trusted
him once, and Ethan knows how he
operates better than anyone else.
DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE HEAD
You want to pull a burned agent out
of retirement to go after a
dictator?
MARGO
(leaning back)
I’m saying Ethan Cross might be our
best shot at taking Korda down from
the inside.
The room erupts into debate again, but Director Monroe
silences it with a raised hand.
DIRECTOR MONROE
Let’s say we go with this plan. How
do you propose we get Cross back in
the fold?
Margo hesitates, her eyes narrowing as she chooses her words
carefully.
MARGO
Ethan’s connection to Korda isn’t
the only leverage we have. He has
someone now—someone who can help us
reach him.
Director Monroe frowns, leaning forward.
DIRECTOR MONROE
Who?
Margo pulls up a photo of Charlie on the screen.
MARGO
Charlie Monroe. Your daughter.
CUT TO:
Scene 66: Director Monroe Reacts
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT
Director Monroe stiffens, his jaw tightening as he stares at
the screen.
DIRECTOR MONROE
(icy)
My daughter has nothing to do with
this.
MARGO
She’s directly involved, whether
you like it or not. She’s in a
relationship with Cross. They live
in the same town. She’s our best
chance to convince him.
Monroe’s fists clench on the table, but he keeps his voice
level.
DIRECTOR MONROE
And if she refuses?
Margo shrugs, her voice calm but cutting.
MARGO
Then we’ll proceed without her. But
I’m betting she won’t refuse. She’s
her father’s daughter, after all.
The tension in the room is palpable as Monroe glares at her.
DIRECTOR MONROE
(quietly)
This isn’t a game, Margo. If
anything happens to her—
MARGO
(interrupting)
It won’t. She’ll be protected.
Monroe exhales sharply, leaning back in his chair.
DIRECTOR MONROE
(begrudgingly)
You’d better be right.
CUT TO:
Scene 67: Charlie is Contacted
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["Action","Thriller"]
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51 -
A Weighty Decision
EXT. SCHOOL PARKING LOT - DAY
Charlie walks to her car after work, carrying a stack of
papers. As she unlocks the door, a black SUV pulls up beside
her. Two agents step out, their suits and stoic expressions
instantly putting her on edge.
AGENT 1
Ms. Monroe, we need to talk.
Charlie sets her papers on the car seat, crossing her arms.
CHARLIE
And you are?
AGENT 1
We’re with the FBI. Your father
sent us.
CUT TO:
INT. CHARLIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Charlie sits at her kitchen table, the agents across from
her. One of them slides a folder toward her.
Inside are photos of Korda’s rise to power, his military
buildup, and the devastation in his country.
AGENT 1
Victor Korda is a threat to global
stability. The Agency believes
Ethan Cross is the only one who can
get close enough to neutralize him.
Charlie’s face hardens as she closes the folder.
CHARLIE
And you think I can convince Ethan
to help you?
AGENT 1
You’re his connection to the world
now. If anyone can get him to
listen, it’s you.
CHARLIE
(skeptical)
And what happens if he says no?
The agents exchange a glance, their silence speaking volumes.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
(firmly)
Ethan’s not a tool for you to use.
AGENT 1
(softly)
This isn’t just about him, Ms.
Monroe. If Korda isn’t stopped, a
lot of innocent people are going to
die.
Charlie looks away, conflicted.
AGENT 1 (CONT'D)
(standing)
Think about it. But don’t take too
long.
As the agents leave, Charlie sits alone, staring at the
folder, torn between her love for Ethan and the
responsibility she feels to do the right thing.
CUT TO:
Scene 68: Charlie Calls Her Dad
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["Thriller","Drama"]
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52 -
A Father's Dilemma
INT. CHARLIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Charlie paces her living room, the folder of intelligence on
Korda lying open on the coffee table. Her face is flushed
with anger and worry as she picks up her phone and dials her
father’s number.
DIRECTOR MONROE (V.O.)
(through phone)
Charlie.
CHARLIE
(visibly upset)
Dad, what the hell is going on? Why
are FBI agents showing up at my
house and telling me to convince
Ethan to risk his life for the CIA?
There’s a brief pause on the other end of the line before
Monroe sighs heavily.
DIRECTOR MONROE (V.O.)
Charlie, I was going to call you
about this—
CHARLIE
(interrupting)
Don’t. Don’t pretend you didn’t
know this was coming. You sent
them, didn’t you?
DIRECTOR MONROE (V.O.)
(quietly)
I did.
Charlie’s pacing stops, her voice trembling.
CHARLIE
Dad, Ethan’s done with this life.
He’s trying to move on, to have
something normal for once. Why
can’t they just leave him alone?
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INT. MONROE’S OFFICE - NIGHT
Monroe sits at his desk, his face lined with concern as he
listens to his daughter.
DIRECTOR MONROE
Because they won’t, Charlie. Not as
long as Korda is out there, and not
as long as they think Ethan can
help.
CHARLIE (V.O.)
(angrily)
So what? They’ll just drag him back
into the shadows until it kills
him?
DIRECTOR MONROE
That’s exactly what Margo and the
CIA will do—unless you step in.
SPLIT SCENE: Charlie in Her Living Room / Monroe in His
Office
Charlie sits down, her anger giving way to confusion.
CHARLIE
What are you talking about?
DIRECTOR MONROE
Margo isn’t interested in
protecting Ethan. She sees him as a
tool—something to use and discard
when it’s no longer convenient.
Charlie swallows hard, her voice quiet.
CHARLIE
And you?
Monroe’s voice softens, filled with fatherly concern.
DIRECTOR MONROE
I’m interested in keeping him
alive.
CHARLIE
Why?
DIRECTOR MONROE
(sighing)
Because you love him. And because
you’re right—he’s done enough for
this world. But if you don’t help
him, he’s going to get swept up in
this anyway.
Charlie shakes her head, struggling to process his words.
CHARLIE
So you’re asking me to send him
back into danger.
DIRECTOR MONROE
I’m asking you to protect him. To
make sure he’s not walking into
this blind. If you’re there, you
can guide him, help him make the
right decisions, and keep him out
of Margo’s traps.
Charlie bites her lip, her hands trembling.
CHARLIE
What if he says no?
DIRECTOR MONROE
Then we’ll deal with that. But
Charlie, this isn’t just about
stopping Korda. It’s about keeping
Ethan safe.
CUT TO:
INT. CHARLIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Charlie stares at the folder on the table, her father’s words
echoing in her mind.
DIRECTOR MONROE (V.O.)
(through phone)
You’re the only one who can do
that.
Charlie closes her eyes, her expression torn.
CHARLIE
(quietly)
Okay.
Monroe exhales in relief.
DIRECTOR MONROE (V.O.)
Thank you, Charlie.
Charlie hangs up, sitting in silence for a moment before
picking up the folder. She takes a deep breath, steeling
herself for what’s to come.
CUT TO:
Scene 69: Charlie Approaches Ethan
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["Drama","Thriller"]
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53 -
Confronting the Past
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan is in the kitchen, washing dishes, when Charlie walks
in. She sets the folder down on the counter, her face
determined but tinged with sadness.
Ethan looks at her, his brow furrowing.
ETHAN
What’s this?
CHARLIE
Something you need to see.
Ethan dries his hands, opening the folder. His face hardens
as he flips through the photos and reports.
ETHAN
(sighing)
Korda.
Charlie leans against the counter, her arms crossed.
CHARLIE
They want you to stop him.
Ethan closes the folder, his jaw tight.
ETHAN
No.
CHARLIE
Ethan—
ETHAN
(angrily)
No, Charlie. I’m done. They don’t
get to drag me back into this.
Charlie steps closer, her voice firm but gentle.
CHARLIE
If you don’t, they’ll come after
you anyway. They’ll find a way to
force you.
Ethan looks at her, his eyes filled with frustration.
ETHAN
And you think I should just go
along with it?
Charlie places a hand on his arm, her voice softening.
CHARLIE
I think you should do it on your
terms. Not theirs.
Ethan hesitates, her words sinking in.
ETHAN
And what happens to us?
CHARLIE
I’m coming with you.
Ethan’s eyes widen in disbelief.
ETHAN
Charlie, no.
CHARLIE
You can’t do this alone, Ethan. And
if I’m there, I can help you.
Ethan stares at her, his resolve wavering.
ETHAN
(quietly)
You don’t know what you’re signing
up for.
CHARLIE
(softly)
I do.
They lock eyes, the weight of the decision pressing down on
both of them. Finally, Ethan nods, his expression a mix of
gratitude and fear.
ETHAN
Okay.
CUT TO:
Scene 70: Preparing for the Mission
INT. ETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT
The house is transformed into a makeshift operations center.
Maps, photos, and intelligence reports from the folder are
spread across the dining table. Ethan and Charlie sit side by
side, going over every detail.
ETHAN
Korda’s security is tight. He
trusts no one, not even his own
people. The oil fields are his
lifeline—that’s where he’ll be most
vulnerable.
Charlie nods, flipping through the reports.
CHARLIE
If we can cut off his income, his
military buildup falls apart. But
getting close enough to do that…
ETHAN
(smirking faintly)
It’s not impossible. Just very,
very stupid.
Charlie laughs softly, her nerves showing through.
CHARLIE
Good thing I’m stupid enough to
follow you into this.
Ethan’s expression softens as he looks at her.
ETHAN
You don’t have to do this, Charlie.
CHARLIE
Yes, I do.
Ethan sighs, nodding.
ETHAN
Then we do this right. We hit him
where it hurts, and we get out
before anyone knows we were there.
CUT TO:
Scene 71: Gathering Resources
INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - DAY
Ethan and Charlie meet with Luis Delgado, the tech wizard
from Nathan Grey’s team. Luis is wearing his signature
Hawaiian shirt and typing furiously on a laptop perched on a
pile of crates.
LUIS
(looking up)
So, the ghost and the schoolteacher
want to take on Victor Korda? I
like it.
ETHAN
We need equipment. Fake IDs,
surveillance tools, and anything
that’ll give us an edge.
Luis grins, pulling out a duffel bag.
LUIS
Already ahead of you.
He opens the bag, revealing a collection of gadgets, from
miniature drones to encrypted comm devices.
LUIS (CONT'D)
You’ll also need eyes on the
ground. Korda’s forces are
paranoid, but their systems are
ancient. I’ll stay plugged in, feed
you intel in real time.
Charlie picks up one of the devices, examining it curiously.
CHARLIE
You’re good at this.
LUIS
(chuckling)
Flattery gets you everywhere, Ms.
Monroe.
Ethan rolls his eyes, slinging the bag over his shoulder.
ETHAN
Let’s go before he tries to sell us
more gear.
CUT TO:
Scene 72: Combat Training
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["Action","Thriller"]
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54 -
Training Under Pressure
EXT. ABANDONED AIRFIELD - EVENING
Ethan runs Charlie through combat drills, teaching her how to
handle close encounters.
ETHAN
Korda’s men are trained to kill.
You won’t have time to think—only
react.
He lunges at her with a rubber knife, and she sidesteps,
twisting his arm in a move her parents taught her.
CHARLIE
(smiling)
Think I’ve got the reacting part
down.
Ethan laughs, shaking his head.
ETHAN
Alright, smartass. Let’s see how
you do under pressure.
He increases the intensity of the drills, pushing Charlie to
her limits. Despite the grueling pace, she keeps up, her
determination shining through.
CUT TO:
Scene 73: Infiltration Plan
INT. ABANDONED SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Ethan, Charlie, and Luis gather around a holographic map of
Korda’s compound, projected by one of Luis’s gadgets.
LUIS
This is your target: the oil
field’s central control hub. Take
this out, and you cripple his
operation.
CHARLIE
And security?
LUIS
Tight. Armed guards, surveillance
drones, and Korda’s personal strike
team. You’ll need to create a
distraction to draw them away.
Ethan studies the map, his mind working through the
possibilities.
ETHAN
We’ll plant charges on the south
pipeline. When they rush to contain
the fire, we hit the hub.
CHARLIE
And getting out?
LUIS
(grinning)
Leave that to me. I’ve got a few
tricks up my sleeve.
Ethan nods, his confidence returning.
ETHAN
Alright. Let’s do this.
CUT TO:
Scene 74: The Mission Begins
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["Action","Thriller"]
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55 -
Nightfall at the Oil Field
EXT. KORDA’S COUNTRY - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie, dressed in tactical gear, approach the oil
field under cover of darkness. The distant hum of machinery
fills the air, punctuated by the occasional shout of guards.
Ethan signals for Charlie to follow as they slip past the
perimeter fence, moving with practiced precision.
ETHAN (WHISPERING)
Stay close. And remember, we’re
ghosts. No one sees us, no one
hears us.
Charlie nods, her face set with determination.
CUT TO:
INT. OIL FIELD CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
As Luis guides them via comms, Ethan and Charlie navigate the
labyrinthine facility, planting explosives and avoiding
patrols.
LUIS (V.O.)
You’ve got a patrol coming your
way. Duck into the maintenance room
on your left.
Ethan pulls Charlie into the room, their breaths quiet as
guards pass by outside.
CHARLIE
(whispering)
This is the part where I’m supposed
to say, “I’ve got a bad feeling
about this,” right?
Ethan smirks despite himself.
ETHAN
Only if you want to jinx us.
CUT TO:
Scene 75: The Distraction
EXT. SOUTH PIPELINE - NIGHT
The charges detonate, sending a massive fireball into the
sky. Alarms blare as guards scramble to contain the blaze.
GUARD (SHOUTING)
Get to the south line! Move!
Ethan and Charlie use the chaos to slip deeper into the
facility, their target in sight.
CUT TO:
Scene 76: Korda Appears
INT. CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
Just as they plant the final charge, Korda himself enters,
flanked by two heavily armed guards.
KORDA
(smiling)
Ethan Cross. I should’ve known
you’d come back.
Ethan and Charlie freeze, their cover blown.
ETHAN
(to Charlie, quietly)
Run.
CHARLIE
(defiantly)
Not without you.
Korda laughs, stepping closer.
KORDA
You’ve always been predictable,
Cross. But bringing her into this?
That’s a new low, even for you.
Ethan’s jaw tightens, his hand subtly moving toward his
weapon.
ETHAN
Let her go, Korda. This is between
you and me.
Korda smirks, clearly enjoying the power he holds.
KORDA
Oh, I don’t think so.
CUT TO:
Scene 77: Escape with Nathan Gray's Team
INT. CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
Korda’s smirk falters as a faint beep echoes from the comm
device in his ear. His guards tense as the sound grows
louder—explosives in the distance, followed by rapid gunfire.
KORDA
(angrily)
What the hell is going on?
Ethan exchanges a quick glance with Charlie.
ETHAN
That would be my backup.
Suddenly, the lights flicker, and the entire hub plunges into
darkness. Through the comm device, Luis’s voice cuts in.
LUIS (V.O.)
You’re welcome!
KORDA
(furious)
Get the backup generators online!
In the confusion, Ethan grabs Charlie’s hand, pulling her
behind a row of machinery.
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EXT. CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
Outside, chaos reigns. A blacked-out helicopter hovers above
the compound, its rotors slicing through the night air.
Flashes of muzzle fire light up the scene as Nathan Gray’s
team makes their move.
Hank "The Hammer" Callahan, crouched behind a burning
vehicle, fires a grenade launcher toward Korda’s forces.
HANK
(laughing)
How’s that for a warm welcome?!
Luis Delgado is stationed on a nearby ridge, frantically
typing on a laptop.
LUIS
(into comms)
I’m disabling their comms and
locking down the exits. You’ve got
five minutes before they figure out
how to reboot!
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INT. CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie navigate through the darkness, avoiding
Korda’s guards. Nathan’s calm, commanding voice comes through
Ethan’s earpiece.
NATHAN (V.O.)
Ethan, you need to move fast.
Korda’s pulling reinforcements from
the north quadrant.
ETHAN
(into comms)
What’s your position?
NATHAN (V.O.)
South entrance. We’ve got a ride
waiting, but you need to make it
there in one piece.
Ethan and Charlie dart through a side exit, but they’re
quickly spotted by two guards. Gunfire erupts, forcing them
to dive for cover.
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Narrow Escape
EXT. CONTROL HUB - NIGHT
As the guards close in, a sharp whistle cuts through the air.
A sniper shot drops one of the guards, and the other spins,
confused, only to be taken out by Margaret "Maggie" Travers.
She emerges from the shadows, looking as poised as ever.
MAGGIE
(smirking)
Fashionably late, as usual.
ETHAN
(grinning)
Good to see you, Maggie.
MAGGIE
Come on, darling. Let’s get you out
of here.
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EXT. SOUTH ENTRANCE - NIGHT
The team converges near the south entrance, where Franklin
"Doc" Hayes is tending to Hank’s minor injury.
FRANKLIN
(gruffly)
You know, you don’t have to blow
something up every mission, Hank.
HANK
(grinning)
Where’s the fun in that?
The sound of approaching vehicles cuts through their banter.
NATHAN
(into comms)
Luis, we’re out of time. We need
that chopper.
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EXT. COMPOUND PERIMETER - NIGHT
Luis types furiously, his voice calm despite the chaos.
LUIS
Hold your horses. Just making sure
no one shoots you down on the way
out.
Suddenly, the helicopter swoops in, its side doors open and
ready. Nathan motions for the group to move.
NATHAN
Let’s go!
Ethan and Charlie are the last to climb aboard, bullets
pinging off the metal as they lift off into the night.
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Scene 78: Safe for Now
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Night Flight: Resolve in the Face of Danger
INT. HELICOPTER - NIGHT
As the chopper soars over the mountains, the team takes a
moment to catch their breath. Charlie sits beside Ethan, her
hand gripping his tightly.
MAGGIE
(smirking)
So, is it always this exciting with
you two?
ETHAN
(glancing at Charlie)
Lately, yeah.
Nathan sits across from them, his expression calm but
serious.
NATHAN
You made the right call reaching
out, Charlie.
Charlie nods, her gratitude evident.
CHARLIE
Thank you. All of you.
Nathan leans forward, addressing Ethan directly.
NATHAN
Korda’s not going to stop. This was
a warning shot, Ethan.
Ethan exhales, his face set with determination.
ETHAN
Then we don’t stop either.
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Scene 79: Planning the Next Move
INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
Back at Nathan’s remote safe house, the team gathers around a
map of Korda’s country. Ethan takes the lead, his confidence
returning.
ETHAN
Korda’s going to double down now
that we’ve hit him. But we have an
advantage—he still underestimates
us.
NATHAN
What’s the play?
Ethan points to a marked location on the map.
ETHAN
We take out his financial
infrastructure. No money, no army.
LUIS
(grinning)
Oh, I like where this is going.
Charlie steps forward, her voice steady.
CHARLIE
And what happens when we’re done?
Ethan looks at her, his expression softening.
ETHAN
We go home.
Charlie nods, her trust in him unshakable.
MAGGIE
(leaning back)
Well, it’s not the retirement I
imagined, but I suppose it’ll do.
The group laughs, their bond stronger than ever.
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Climactic Ending: Setting the Stage for Part Two
Scene 105: The Final Confrontation
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58 -
Torn Loyalties
EXT. KORDA’S COMPOUND - NIGHT
The compound is in chaos. Explosions light up the night sky
as Ethan, Charlie, and their team fight their way through
Korda’s forces. Allied troops storm the gates, their vehicles
roaring over rubble as gunfire echoes through the courtyard.
Inside the central tower, Victor Korda watches the monitors,
his once-unshakable calm now replaced with barely controlled
fury. Beside him stands Anya, her face unreadable.
ANYA
They’re coming for you, Victor.
Korda smirks, adjusting his suit.
KORDA
They’ll find I’m not so easy to
take down.
He turns to her, his voice softer.
KORDA (CONT'D)
This is why I brought you here,
Anya. To show you what power truly
means. To teach you to take control
before the world takes everything
from you.
Anya’s gaze hardens, but she says nothing.
INT. TOWER - CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie burst through the doors, weapons drawn.
Korda stands at the far end of the room, flanked by two
guards. Anya steps forward, placing herself between them and
her brother.
CHARLIE
(pleading)
Anya, move. This isn’t your fight.
Anya glances at Korda, then at Ethan and Charlie. Her voice
is calm but resolute.
ANYA
He’s the only family I have.
ETHAN
(quietly)
And what has that family cost you?
Korda steps forward, placing a hand on Anya’s shoulder.
KORDA
Don’t listen to them. They don’t
understand what we’ve been through.
Anya’s eyes flicker with doubt, but before she can speak,
Korda signals his guards.
KORDA (CONT'D)
Take them.
A brutal fight ensues. Ethan and Charlie engage the guards,
their movements swift and calculated. Anya steps back,
watching the chaos unfold with mounting conflict.
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The Final Confrontation
INT. TOWER - HELIPAD - NIGHT
Korda retreats to the helipad, where a helicopter waits, its
rotors spinning furiously. Anya follows him, her expression
torn.
ANYA
Victor, this has to stop.
KORDA
(snarling)
Stop? Do you think they’ll let us
live if we surrender? This is
survival, Anya.
Anya hesitates, her fists clenching.
Ethan and Charlie burst onto the helipad, weapons aimed at
Korda.
ETHAN
It’s over, Korda.
Korda smirks, stepping toward the helicopter.
KORDA
You think you’ve won? This isn’t
the end. You can kill me, but my
legacy—
Before he can finish, Anya steps between him and the
helicopter, raising her hand.
ANYA
No. It ends here.
Korda freezes, his expression shifting to shock.
KORDA
Anya—
ANYA
(firmly)
I’m not like you.
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Climactic Choice
Anya steps aside, allowing Ethan and Charlie a clear shot.
CHARLIE
Anya, you don’t have to do this.
Anya looks at her brother one last time, her voice steady but
filled with sorrow.
ANYA
I already have.
Ethan fires, but Korda leaps into the helicopter as it lifts
off. The bullet grazes his shoulder, and he glares down at
them as the helicopter disappears into the night sky.
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Scene 106: Aftermath
EXT. COMPOUND COURTYARD - DAWN
The compound is secure. Allied troops move through the
wreckage, arresting Korda’s remaining forces. Ethan and
Charlie stand together, watching the sunrise.
Anya sits on the steps of the central tower, staring at her
hands. Charlie approaches her, sitting down beside her.
CHARLIE
You did the right thing.
Anya doesn’t look up, her voice quiet.
ANYA
Then why doesn’t it feel like it?
Charlie places a hand on her shoulder.
CHARLIE
Because it never does. But you’re
free now.
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Scene 107: Unfinished Business
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The Calm Before the Storm
INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - WAR ROOM - DAY
Margo, Ethan, and Charlie stand before a digital map showing
Korda’s last known location.
MARGO
We’ve confirmed Korda’s helicopter
landed in the northern territories.
He’s regrouping with loyalists.
Ethan crosses his arms, his jaw tightening.
ETHAN
So, it’s not over.
Margo smirks faintly, her voice tinged with grim
satisfaction.
MARGO
No. But we’ve dealt him a blow he
won’t recover from easily.
Charlie steps forward, her voice resolute.
CHARLIE
What about Anya?
Margo nods toward another screen showing Anya being debriefed
by agents.
MARGO
She’s cooperating. If she keeps it
up, she might just have a future.
Ethan glances at the screen, a flicker of hope in his eyes.
Scene 108: The Tease for Part Two
EXT. REMOTE HIDEOUT - NIGHT
Victor Korda sits in a dark room, his shoulder bandaged. He
watches a flickering monitor displaying news reports about
the fall of his compound. A loyal advisor approaches.
ADVISOR
The new shipments are ready. We can
strike back whenever you’re ready,
sir.
Korda leans back, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
KORDA
Let them think they’ve won. It will
make their fall all the more
satisfying.
The camera pans to a table covered in maps, blueprints, and a
dossier marked "CLASSIFIED" with Ethan’s photo on top.
FADE TO BLACK:
Final Scene
EXT. SMALL TOWN - NIGHT
Ethan and Charlie stand outside their home, looking up at the
night sky.
CHARLIE
Do you think hell come back?
Ethan takes her hand, his voice steady.
ETHAN
He will. And well be ready.
The camera pans upward, focusing on the stars as the screen
fades to black.