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The Korvack Conspiracy a play for Radio |
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A short sequence of electronic pips ...
ANNOUNCER : Another sequence of pips, more urgent, over which we hear a Voice, female, metallic : VOICE : File is Classified. Please register password. More pips VOICE : You have access. More pips VOICE : The Korvack Conspiracy began in New York on the night of July 23rd ... Telephone Intercept start tone (American telephone ringing out) LUCKY : Yeh ? KORVACK : Me again - how much longer ? LUCKY : Mr Korvack - KORVACK : When do I get to see him ? LUCKY : When you're told. KORVACK : Look, can't you - ? LUCKY : You see him when you're told. Lucky hangs up. Disengaged tone. Telephone Intercept end tone VOICE : Call intercepted. Telephone Intercept start tone (American telephone ringing out) LUCKY : Yeh ? KORVACK : Korvack. LUCKY : Listen, Mr Korvack - KORVACK : No, you listen, I'm sick and tired of - Disengaged tone. Telephone Intercept end tone VOICE : Call intercepted. Telephone Intercept start tone (American telephone ringing out) KORVACK : Hello ? LUCKY : That you Korvack ?
KORVACK : Speaking. LUCKY : He'll see you tonight. You'll be picked up at eight. Disengaged tone. Telephone Intercept end tone VOICE : Call intercepted. Surveillance Start tone New York apartment, high above night traffic. LUCKY enters ... LUCKY : Mr Gordinni ? Mr Gordinni ... ? GORDINNI : In the bathroom. LUCKY : He's here, Mr Gordinni. Toilet flushes GORDINNI : What ? LUCKY : Korvack. GORDINNI enters from the Bathroom GORDINNI : Oh yeh ? How do you figure him ? LUCKY : Aw, you know - English, looks like he has a poker stuck up his - Surveillance End tone Surveillance Start tone GORDINNI : - find New York ? KORVACK : Filthy, crowded, noisy, apart from that I hate the place. GORDINNI : Prefer London, huh ? KORVACK : Not particularly. GORDINNI : Whatever, good to be out, right ? KORVACK : Right. GORDINNI : Well, Korvack, you certainly come highly recommended. Enrico says you're some kind of genius, a man of ideas ... KORVACK : No, no, just one - one idea. GORDINNI : Okay, so long as it's good. KORVACK : Oh, it's good. GORDINNI : Terrific, so why don't we have a drink and you can - ? Surveillance End tone Surveillance Start tone London flat. Norma, thirties, a Scot, furiously packs a suitcase NORMA : - yourself, I'll do no such thing ! ENRICO : You'll do as I say, and if I say - NORMA : You say, you say. and who the hell are you ? I'm getting out, I've had about as much of you as I - Enrico, will you let go ? ENRICO : I'm warning you, Norma ... NORMA : Lay one more finger on me and I'm bringing in the Law, now will you - ? ENRICO : ... last warning or so help me I'll - He suddenly groans with pain NORMA : God's sake, what's - ? ENRICO : ... pain ... here ... He crumples to the floor, upsetting dressing-table & spilling its contents NORMA : Enrico ... ENRICO : ... doctor ... Norma call a ... Norma, please ... Norma ... As he struggles for his dying breath ... Surveillance End tone Surveillance Start tone New York apartment GORDINNI : - enough people in the goddam world, a few more, a few less, who cares ? Telephone rings GORDINNI : Will you sit on that ! GORDINNI sighs, a distant siren recedes into the night GORDINNI : How old are you, Korvack ? 38 ? 39 ? Me, I'd killed seven men by your age, two with my own hands. Ha - and now look at them, arthritis, these claws couldn't crack an egg. Lucky ... LUCKY : Yes, Mr Gordinni ? GORDINNI : Another bourbon. Sure you won't join me ? KORVACK : Positive. LUCKY pours drink GORDINNI : Okay, so what's the deal ? KORVACK : A double hit - you here, me in London. GORDINNI : Leave it there, Lucky. A double hit ? KORVACK : Synchronised - to the minute. GORDINNI : Yeh ? So what's the target ? KORVACK : A merchant bank. GORDINNI : Prison stewed your brain, Korvack - merchant banks don't hold money. KORVACK : Precisely. GORDINNI : Precisely ? What do you mean precisely ? KORVACK : I mean for that reason their security isn't quite so rigorous. GORDINNI : Listen to me, you come all the way from England just to - GORDINNI drops his glass, it shatters GORDINNI : See ? No grip, I'll be sucking it through a freaking straw next. KORVACK : Fifty million dollars. GORDINNI : ... fifty ? KORVACK : Bottom line, could be a lot more. GORDINNI : Hey, didn't I just say - ? KORVACK : Mr Gordinni, we don't steal the money, we steal the bank. |
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