Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013
WINE MAMA (52)
HE'S A TRAVELING MAN
BELIZE CITY-GOLDSON AIRPORT-4 P.M. EST
EXT: CAB LEAVING AS IT HAS JUST DROPPED OFF ARTHUR KNIGHT
WALKING UP TO MAIN DESK WITH SMALL CARRY ON ATTACHE
DESK CLERK
"Yes Senoir, English?"
ARTHUR
"Yea, I'm Tom Watts, I was looking for Lee in the executive terminal?"
DESK CLERK
"First, if you departing, you pay thirty-five dollars departure fee first!"
ARTHUR
"Yes, yes of course..."
WALKING OVER TO CASHIER
HE PULLS TWO TWENTY DOLLAR BILLS OUT OF INSIDE POCKET
SHE HANDS OFFICIAL BELIZE DEPARTURE TICKET STAMPED "PAID" TO HIM
CASHIER
"Do you have your ticket or boarding pass, you take just that?"
ARTHUR
"Not yet, I need to get to the executive terminal and see Lee, can you be of help?"
CASHIER
"Of course, I get you ride in courtesy cart, here come valet now!"
BOARDING CART, CASHIER TELLS VALET IN SPANISH TO TAKE GENTLEMAN TO EXECUTIVE TERMINAL
AFTER TRIP TO OTHER SIDE OF AIRPORT, HE GETS OUT AND HANDS VALET THE FIVE HE HAD IN CHANGE, CART SHUTTLES OFF
STANDING IN MIDDLE OF TERMINAL HOLDING HIS CARRY ON HE SPOTS CARGO WINDOW AND WALKS OVER
ARTHUR
"Excuse me, my name is Tom Watts, I was looking for Lee?"
CLERK
"Where you from?"
ARTHUR
"Right outside Belize City for the past year, going to Mexico City, did you want papers?"
CLERK
"No, who are you going to see?"
ARTHUR
"Well, I can't go see anyone till I see Lee!"
CLERK
"No, who do you want to see once you see Lee?"
ARTHUR
"Crap man, is there a Lee here or not?"
CLERK
"I do not know this Lee, till you tell me final part, at end of trip, final destination?"
ARTHUR
"Oh, oh well that would be Buddy in Modesto!"
CLERK
"Okay...alright now, you good but very slow, pick up pace, very good to be careful, that best!"
ARTHUR
"So, can I meet this Lee?"
CLERK
"Yes you can, you been talking to him all the time...I'm Lee!"
ARTHUR
"Well...you son of a gun, I guess you can't be too careful, right?"
LEE
"Okay, you can give me all your paperwork now, we must work quickly, give me all you have...I'll get you in computer, get boarding pass, you sit!"
ARTHUR
"Do I need to buy ticket?"
LEE
"No, all expenses takin care of, you sit...I'll be back!"
ARTHUR
"Thanks so much Mister Lee, sorry if I was a little slow there..."
(30 minutes later)
LEE SUMMONS HIM TO WINDOW
LEE
"Okay, you take little cart back to departure, show departure ticket, show boarding pass, you do Avionica Taca Flight Four-Twelve to Mexico City, you leave at six-fifteen, get moving, not much time, have safe trip, oh...tell Buddy that Lee say hello!"
ARTHUR
"Sure thing, thanks again!"
(3 HOURS LATER)
AFTER ENDURING MAJOR TURBULENCE, EATING UP AN EXTRA THIRTY MINUTES, TRYING TO EVADE CELLS OF THUNDERSTORMS, THE AIRBUS FINALLY PULLS INTO JUAREZ AIRPORT IN MEXICO CITY
CHECKING HIS PHONE WHICH HAS AUTOMATICALLY TIME CORRECTED THE TWO HOUR TIME DIFFERENCE, HE REALIZES THAT HE HAS TECHNICALLY ONLY TRAVELED FOR AN HOUR
ARTHUR LAUGHS TO HIMSELF
"Now, that's time traveling there...pretty cool!"
(15 MINUTES LATER)
ARTHUR STANDING IN LINE IN TERMINAL A TO GET REQUIRED FMT CARD, AS AN OFFICER IS CHECKING STATUS
OFFICER
"You English?"
ARTHUR
"Yes!"
HANDING HIM FORGED VISA AND PAPERS
OFFICER
"You work in cargo, you go to Hanger G and wait for your flight, okay?"
STAMPING VISA, FMT, AND TRANSFER DOCUMENT
POINTS TO HALLWAY
ARTHUR
"No courtesy cart?"
OFFICER
"All carts busy, you must walk...only quarter mile, you be like race horse and win derby, heh, heh!
ARTHUR
"Man this sucks..."
(15 MINUTES LATER)
WALKING UP TO MAIN AGENT DESK
ARTHUR
"Hello, my name is Tom Watts...looking for Captain Franks coming in from Bogota on Aerounion 4776, a DC-3, is he on time?"
CLERK
"Why you need to know?"
ARTHUR SHAKING HEAD
"Oh no...not again...look I'm Tom Watts, I'm suppose to be picked up by Captain Franks on flight 4776 on Aerounion!"
CLERK
"You helping Captain Franks?"
ARTHUR
"Yea, yea I'm going with him to do things..."
CLERK
"Wonder what kind of things he have you do?"
ARTHUR
"Could you just tell me when he's showing up?"
CLERK
"Hold on...I check!"
(15 MINUTES LATER)
ARTHUR HAS FALLEN ASLEEP
CLERK TRYING TO WAKE HIM UP
CLERK
"Wake up sleepy head, wake up...your Captain Franks will be here at 9 p.m....many thunderstorms, had to fly around, but everything is okay, they tell him your here, he says he knows you, but still curious as to why you don't know what you will be doing for him...Captain Franks very complex person, do many things!"
ARTHUR
"Well, we go way back... every time I work for him, it's always something different, it's like a big surprise each time!"
CLERK
"I'll bet it is, Captain Franks very interesting man...real G.I. Joe, big man too!"
(1 HOUR LATER)
DC-3 FLIGHT 4776 AEROUNION PULLS INTO EDGE OF HANGER G, A VERY BRIGHTLY PAINTED AMERON BLUE, WHITE, WITH CHROME STRIPING
DECK ATTENDANT PULLS DOOR OUT AND SIDEWAYS, THEN PULLS UP SMALL STAIR RAMP
CAPTAIN FRANKS LEANS HEAD SIDEWAYS EXISTING PLANE, WALKING UP TO CLERK
FRANKS
"Good evening Markus, get her fueled up, check the lube, and take a walk around...look for any burns...think I caught a few strikes out there...nothing this old bird hasn't seen before!"
MARKUS
"Right away Captain...oh yea, your best friend is over there waiting for you!
MARKUS POINTING TO A LINE OF CHAIRS WITH VARIOUS PEOPLE SITTING IN THEM
CAPTAIN FRANKS
"Oh yea, let me go say hello..."
WALKING OVER TO LINE OF SITTING PEOPLE, NOT KNOWING WHAT ARTHUR (AKA TOM WATTS) EVEN LOOKS LIKE, HE STAYS AT A DISTANCE, SOMEHOW KNOWING THAT MARKUS IS WATCHING, JUST SAYS...
"Hey Tom...how was Belize?"
EYES DARTING QUICKLY TO ARTHUR, AS HE TOOK THE CUE, GET'S UP, AND THEY GIVE EACH OTHER A BEAR HUG
FRANKS
"So good to see you again, we'll be laying over for about an hour, need to check for any storm damage to the plane...boy that was a wild ride!"
ARTHUR
"Oh, no rush...never can be too careful!"
FRANKS
"Hey, I'm going over to the Taco Wocko in the courtyard...ya wanna get something to eat?
ARTHUR
"Now that's a plane, my stomach is making it's own thunderstorms!
(scene switch)
INT: TACO WOCKO- FRANKS AND ARTHUR SITTING ACROSS FROM EACH OTHER IN BOOTH
FRANKS
"So, tell me your story...I mean Brian's been a good friend of mine since college, we've done all kind of crazy stuff, but I think this is the first time he ever asked me to divert my vector to Seattle like this...so I'm guessing you must be some pretty important cargo?"
ARTHUR
"Actually, I was sort of hoping you knew something...all I heard was that he had this huge harvest of grapes to deal with...I'm not sure where that puts me, but he has a rush for some reason to have me over, and I don't think it's to pick the crop either?"
FRANKS
"Yea, it's something pretty sensitive, cause he didn't share anything other than to where I'm suppose to be tossing you out..."
ARTHUR
"Yea, I hope my body can handle the stress, it's been a while since I did any jumping out of anything!"
FRANKS
"Don't worry, these are Delta's, forward glide, fairly smooth catch, nothing too earthshaking..you've jumped Delta's before right?"
ARTHUR
Yea, a couple of times...really like the glide factor, steerable, do a turn around if need be...not that I don't trust your target skills!
FRANKS
"Yea, it's pretty much a one shot...don't want to draw too much attention!"
ARTHUR
"Hey, those were great burritos, some good stuff there!"
FRANKS
"Yea...Taco Wocko...rated five farts by the methane counsel!"
ARTHUR
"Yea...Mexico, where you can still get real sugar in your Coke!
FRANKS
"Yea, where you can still get real coke in your Coke...at least in Bogata...come on it's time to go!"
WALKING BACK TO HANGER G
ARTHUR
"Well, if anyone would know, you would...your the real traveling man!"
FRANKS
"I even scare myself sometimes, not to brag, but there is a point where one starts to get too cool!"
ARTHUR
"I was like that, back in the day...had some great successes and some, well...not so much!"
FRANKS
"Like all the crews...they call me G.I. Joe...you know, that really bugs me, to cliche, like being type-cast!"
ARTHUR
"Yea, you need to watch that, otherwise the studios won't give you anymore parts!
BOTH LAUGHING
scene ends
"Yea, I'm Tom Watts, I was looking for Lee in the executive terminal?"
DESK CLERK
"First, if you departing, you pay thirty-five dollars departure fee first!"
ARTHUR
"Yes, yes of course..."
WALKING OVER TO CASHIER
HE PULLS TWO TWENTY DOLLAR BILLS OUT OF INSIDE POCKET
SHE HANDS OFFICIAL BELIZE DEPARTURE TICKET STAMPED "PAID" TO HIM
CASHIER
"Do you have your ticket or boarding pass, you take just that?"
ARTHUR
"Not yet, I need to get to the executive terminal and see Lee, can you be of help?"
CASHIER
"Of course, I get you ride in courtesy cart, here come valet now!"
BOARDING CART, CASHIER TELLS VALET IN SPANISH TO TAKE GENTLEMAN TO EXECUTIVE TERMINAL
AFTER TRIP TO OTHER SIDE OF AIRPORT, HE GETS OUT AND HANDS VALET THE FIVE HE HAD IN CHANGE, CART SHUTTLES OFF
STANDING IN MIDDLE OF TERMINAL HOLDING HIS CARRY ON HE SPOTS CARGO WINDOW AND WALKS OVER
ARTHUR
"Excuse me, my name is Tom Watts, I was looking for Lee?"
CLERK
"Where you from?"
ARTHUR
"Right outside Belize City for the past year, going to Mexico City, did you want papers?"
CLERK
"No, who are you going to see?"
ARTHUR
"Well, I can't go see anyone till I see Lee!"
CLERK
"No, who do you want to see once you see Lee?"
ARTHUR
"Crap man, is there a Lee here or not?"
CLERK
"I do not know this Lee, till you tell me final part, at end of trip, final destination?"
ARTHUR
"Oh, oh well that would be Buddy in Modesto!"
CLERK
"Okay...alright now, you good but very slow, pick up pace, very good to be careful, that best!"
ARTHUR
"So, can I meet this Lee?"
CLERK
"Yes you can, you been talking to him all the time...I'm Lee!"
ARTHUR
"Well...you son of a gun, I guess you can't be too careful, right?"
LEE
"Okay, you can give me all your paperwork now, we must work quickly, give me all you have...I'll get you in computer, get boarding pass, you sit!"
ARTHUR
"Do I need to buy ticket?"
LEE
"No, all expenses takin care of, you sit...I'll be back!"
ARTHUR
"Thanks so much Mister Lee, sorry if I was a little slow there..."
(30 minutes later)
LEE SUMMONS HIM TO WINDOW
LEE
"Okay, you take little cart back to departure, show departure ticket, show boarding pass, you do Avionica Taca Flight Four-Twelve to Mexico City, you leave at six-fifteen, get moving, not much time, have safe trip, oh...tell Buddy that Lee say hello!"
ARTHUR
"Sure thing, thanks again!"
(3 HOURS LATER)
AFTER ENDURING MAJOR TURBULENCE, EATING UP AN EXTRA THIRTY MINUTES, TRYING TO EVADE CELLS OF THUNDERSTORMS, THE AIRBUS FINALLY PULLS INTO JUAREZ AIRPORT IN MEXICO CITY
CHECKING HIS PHONE WHICH HAS AUTOMATICALLY TIME CORRECTED THE TWO HOUR TIME DIFFERENCE, HE REALIZES THAT HE HAS TECHNICALLY ONLY TRAVELED FOR AN HOUR
ARTHUR LAUGHS TO HIMSELF
"Now, that's time traveling there...pretty cool!"
(15 MINUTES LATER)
ARTHUR STANDING IN LINE IN TERMINAL A TO GET REQUIRED FMT CARD, AS AN OFFICER IS CHECKING STATUS
OFFICER
"You English?"
ARTHUR
"Yes!"
HANDING HIM FORGED VISA AND PAPERS
OFFICER
"You work in cargo, you go to Hanger G and wait for your flight, okay?"
STAMPING VISA, FMT, AND TRANSFER DOCUMENT
POINTS TO HALLWAY
ARTHUR
"No courtesy cart?"
OFFICER
"All carts busy, you must walk...only quarter mile, you be like race horse and win derby, heh, heh!
ARTHUR
"Man this sucks..."
(15 MINUTES LATER)
WALKING UP TO MAIN AGENT DESK
ARTHUR
"Hello, my name is Tom Watts...looking for Captain Franks coming in from Bogota on Aerounion 4776, a DC-3, is he on time?"
CLERK
"Why you need to know?"
ARTHUR SHAKING HEAD
"Oh no...not again...look I'm Tom Watts, I'm suppose to be picked up by Captain Franks on flight 4776 on Aerounion!"
CLERK
"You helping Captain Franks?"
ARTHUR
"Yea, yea I'm going with him to do things..."
CLERK
"Wonder what kind of things he have you do?"
ARTHUR
"Could you just tell me when he's showing up?"
CLERK
"Hold on...I check!"
(15 MINUTES LATER)
ARTHUR HAS FALLEN ASLEEP
CLERK TRYING TO WAKE HIM UP
CLERK
"Wake up sleepy head, wake up...your Captain Franks will be here at 9 p.m....many thunderstorms, had to fly around, but everything is okay, they tell him your here, he says he knows you, but still curious as to why you don't know what you will be doing for him...Captain Franks very complex person, do many things!"
ARTHUR
"Well, we go way back... every time I work for him, it's always something different, it's like a big surprise each time!"
CLERK
"I'll bet it is, Captain Franks very interesting man...real G.I. Joe, big man too!"
(1 HOUR LATER)
DC-3 FLIGHT 4776 AEROUNION PULLS INTO EDGE OF HANGER G, A VERY BRIGHTLY PAINTED AMERON BLUE, WHITE, WITH CHROME STRIPING
DECK ATTENDANT PULLS DOOR OUT AND SIDEWAYS, THEN PULLS UP SMALL STAIR RAMP
CAPTAIN FRANKS LEANS HEAD SIDEWAYS EXISTING PLANE, WALKING UP TO CLERK
FRANKS
"Good evening Markus, get her fueled up, check the lube, and take a walk around...look for any burns...think I caught a few strikes out there...nothing this old bird hasn't seen before!"
MARKUS
"Right away Captain...oh yea, your best friend is over there waiting for you!
MARKUS POINTING TO A LINE OF CHAIRS WITH VARIOUS PEOPLE SITTING IN THEM
CAPTAIN FRANKS
"Oh yea, let me go say hello..."
WALKING OVER TO LINE OF SITTING PEOPLE, NOT KNOWING WHAT ARTHUR (AKA TOM WATTS) EVEN LOOKS LIKE, HE STAYS AT A DISTANCE, SOMEHOW KNOWING THAT MARKUS IS WATCHING, JUST SAYS...
"Hey Tom...how was Belize?"
EYES DARTING QUICKLY TO ARTHUR, AS HE TOOK THE CUE, GET'S UP, AND THEY GIVE EACH OTHER A BEAR HUG
FRANKS
"So good to see you again, we'll be laying over for about an hour, need to check for any storm damage to the plane...boy that was a wild ride!"
ARTHUR
"Oh, no rush...never can be too careful!"
FRANKS
"Hey, I'm going over to the Taco Wocko in the courtyard...ya wanna get something to eat?
ARTHUR
"Now that's a plane, my stomach is making it's own thunderstorms!
(scene switch)
INT: TACO WOCKO- FRANKS AND ARTHUR SITTING ACROSS FROM EACH OTHER IN BOOTH
FRANKS
"So, tell me your story...I mean Brian's been a good friend of mine since college, we've done all kind of crazy stuff, but I think this is the first time he ever asked me to divert my vector to Seattle like this...so I'm guessing you must be some pretty important cargo?"
ARTHUR
"Actually, I was sort of hoping you knew something...all I heard was that he had this huge harvest of grapes to deal with...I'm not sure where that puts me, but he has a rush for some reason to have me over, and I don't think it's to pick the crop either?"
FRANKS
"Yea, it's something pretty sensitive, cause he didn't share anything other than to where I'm suppose to be tossing you out..."
ARTHUR
"Yea, I hope my body can handle the stress, it's been a while since I did any jumping out of anything!"
FRANKS
"Don't worry, these are Delta's, forward glide, fairly smooth catch, nothing too earthshaking..you've jumped Delta's before right?"
ARTHUR
Yea, a couple of times...really like the glide factor, steerable, do a turn around if need be...not that I don't trust your target skills!
FRANKS
"Yea, it's pretty much a one shot...don't want to draw too much attention!"
ARTHUR
"Hey, those were great burritos, some good stuff there!"
FRANKS
"Yea...Taco Wocko...rated five farts by the methane counsel!"
ARTHUR
"Yea...Mexico, where you can still get real sugar in your Coke!
FRANKS
"Yea, where you can still get real coke in your Coke...at least in Bogata...come on it's time to go!"
WALKING BACK TO HANGER G
ARTHUR
"Well, if anyone would know, you would...your the real traveling man!"
FRANKS
"I even scare myself sometimes, not to brag, but there is a point where one starts to get too cool!"
ARTHUR
"I was like that, back in the day...had some great successes and some, well...not so much!"
FRANKS
"Like all the crews...they call me G.I. Joe...you know, that really bugs me, to cliche, like being type-cast!"
ARTHUR
"Yea, you need to watch that, otherwise the studios won't give you anymore parts!
BOTH LAUGHING
scene ends
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