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The Fifth Plane
by Rick McCormick (rickmick_99@yahoo.com)

Rated: PG-13   Genre: Drama   User Review:
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An Iraqi girl, whose family was killed by U.S. soldiers, must help the F.B.I. find the terrorists from the fifth 9-11 plane before they can attack the U.S.


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FADE IN:

EXT. STREET - DAY
                                                            
SUPER - AL KAZIMIYAH, IRAQ, 1998
                                                            
A dusty, bustling street loaded with merchants, HONKING
cars, trucks, and buses.
                                                            
Men drive the cars while women sit in the back seats.
                                                            
 
INT. BUS - DAY
                                                            
A crowded, filthy bus. WAFA AHMED ALI (27), statuesque,
proud, observant, analytical, reserved but at times
explosive, is dressed head to toe in traditional black
Muslim clothing.
                                                            
Wafa and other women stand holding the strap handles while
the men get to sit.
                                                            
MUSLIM BOY (15), arrogant, macho attitude, gets on the bus.
He spots ELDERLY LADY (75), fragile, sitting.
                                                            
                       MUSLIM BOY
      (in Arabic)
Come on. Let's go, Grandma.
                                                            
He tries to lift her out of her seat. Wafa watches Elderly
Lady struggle.
                                                            
Wafa moves down the main aisle with fire in her eyes. She
shoves Muslim Boy down hard who slides on the smooth steel
before coming to a rest against a standing woman's ankle.
                                                            
Muslim Boy springs to his feet. The anger cuts deep lines
into his face. He ponders Wafa who takes a perfect karate
stance. Finally, he takes hold of a strap handle.
                                                            
Many women, including Elderly Lady, smile at Wafa.
                                                            
A POLICEMAN (40), gets out of his seat. He pushes Wafa
down. The policeman drags her to the front of the bus.
                                                            
                       POLICEMAN
      (To the bus driver)
Open the door.
                                                            
The BUS DRIVER moves a handle which opens the door. The
policeman pushes Wafa off the bus.
                                                            
 

2.

EXT. BUS - DAY
                                                            
Wafa lands on the ground. She sees the bus passengers
staring out the windows at her. The bus leaves.
                                                            
 
EXT. SKY - DAY
                                                            
Two American AH-64 Apache helicopters fly side by side.
                                                            
 
EXT. DIRT ROAD - DAY
                                                            
Wafa saunters along the desolate landscape.
                                                            
The distinct SOUND of approaching helicopters.
                                                            
Wafa looks wild-eyed to the sky. She takes off toward an
isolated house in the distance.
                                                            
The two helicopters pass Wafa and close in on the house.
                                                            
 
INT. APACHE HELICOPTER - DAY
                                                            
APACHE PILOT (28), female, nonchalantly flips toggle
switches and punches in coordinates.
                                                            
A radio CRACKLES to life.
                                                            
                       COMMANDER (V.O.)
Yankee Whiskey Niner Niner, you're
clear to go.
                                                            
On a screen, cross hairs lock onto a structure.
                                                            
                       APACHE PILOT
Copy that, Yankee Whiskey Niner
Niner clear to go.
                                                            
A finger flips open a lid exposing a red button. The finger
pushes the button.
                                                            
 
EXT. DIRT ROAD - DAY
                                                            
Wafa HEARS a LOUD SCREECH. She watches a smart bomb shoot
down to earth and EXPLODE into the house.
                                                            
Wafa GASPS. She sprints to the heavily damaged, burning
structure.
                                                            

3.

                       WAFA
Mama! Poppa!
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S HOUSE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa stumbles over fallen bricks and rubble. She COUGHS
from the heavy smoke.
                                                            
The bright flames light Wafa's haunted face as she scours
the rubble. There are several machine guns and boxes of
ammunition.
                                                            
Wafa spots three blood-soaked bodies.
                                                            
                       WAFA
No!
                                                            
She cries uncontrollably as she hugs her mother's lifeless
body.
                                                            
                       WAFA
      (in Arabic)
I told you! I told you!
                                                            
Wafa grabs a machine gun and repeatedly SMASHES it against
the rubble until she falls over, exhausted.
                                                            
 
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER - SIX MONTHS LATER
                                                            
The distinctive, architectural minaret features of Islamic
mosques are silhouetted against a starry sky. Islamic
prayer music WAILS from loud speakers in the distance.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S HOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
The bombed-out structure looks like something a ten-year-old
with zero patience slapped together.
                                                            
The Islamic prayer alarm WAILS as cockroaches scurry across
the floor.
                                                            
A filthy dog enters through one of the numerous openings,
sniffs around, and leaves. Wafa sleeps among piles of
bricks.
                                                            
Wafa yawns and stretches. A worn family photo of her with
her parents and brother stands against a rock.
                                                            

4.

Wafa slides out from a dirty blanket. She is covered from
shoulder to toe in traditional, black Muslim clothing.
                                                            
She unfolds a prayer rug, kneels down, and prays.
                                                            
                       WAFA
      (in Arabic)
O God, forgive them and have mercy
on them. Admit them to Paradise
and protect them from the torment
of the grave and the torment of
hellfire. Make their graves
spacious and fill them with light.
                                                            
She rolls up the prayer rug.
                                                            
Wafa pours dirt and water into a bucket. She uses a stick
to mix the mud paste.
                                                            
Wafa scoops out some mud and spreads it over a mud brick.
She places the brick at an opening in the house. Wafa places
another brick on top. She spreads mud on top of that brick.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Wafa slops the mud paste on the now-sealed opening. She
wipes her hands. Wafa covers her head and face with a black
veil so only her eyes show. She leaves.
                                                            
 
EXT. DIRT ROAD - DAY
                                                            
Wafa saunters past a destroyed bridge and crumbled
buildings. U.S. jet fighters ZIP across the sky. She
covers her ears from the ROAR of the jets. A plume of smoke
in the distance barely draws her attention.
                                                            
Wafa sees U.S. soldiers question and frisk Iraqi men.
                                                            
U.S. military vehicles pass Wafa. Soldiers WHISTLE at her.
                                                            
Wafa approaches a checkpoint manned by armed U.S. soldiers,
including JOHN (27), strong, watchful, who sees Wafa
approach.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Black moving object.
                                                            
A female soldier, CHRISTIE (22), observant, waits for Wafa.
                                                            
Wafa gawks at Christie's gun.
                                                            

5.

                       CHRISTIE
Hands out.
                                                            
Christie demonstrates by lifting her hands out from her
sides. Wafa lifts her hands out. Christie uses a metal
detector wand to scan Wafa's body.
                                                            
Wafa notices YOUNG MAN (20), peeking over some bushes at
her. She continues on.
                                                            
 
INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
                                                            
Several pot-bellied, elderly men in thobes smoke from large
hookah water pipes.
                                                            
Wafa enters and walks behind the counter where her uncle,
HASHIM ALI (45), relaxed, affectionate, is cooking up a
storm. She puts on an apron as she kisses him on the cheek.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
You have a home delivery.
                                                            
Hashim hands Wafa a sheet of paper. His hands have
callouses, cuts, and burn scars. Wafa reads the paper.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You let Mr. Maloof order pizza?
                                                            
                       HASHIM
I can't help it if he doesn't want
to get well. I wish you'd stay at
my place instead of--
                                                            
                       WAFA
No thanks, Uncle Hashim.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
Then stay here. You can set up in
back.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I wanna meet people my age.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
You'd meet people your age.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Yeah, Americans.
                                                            
Wafa pours tea for IRAQI MAN ONE (60) and IRAQI MAN TWO
(50).
                                                            

6.

A staticky, black and white TV plays news of U.S. tanks
rolling through the desert with oil fields on fire.
                                                            
                       IRAQI MAN ONE
      (in Arabic)
Why don't they leave?
                                                            
                       IRAQI MAN TWO
      (in Arabic)
They will...after they take our
oil.
                                                            
Wafa sees several men out front laughing and smoking. The
laughter suddenly stops when a U.S. military Humvee parks.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Damn Americans.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
Don't say that, Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Animals.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
I'm sure that's what they think of
us. Americans are just like us.
There are good ones and bad ones.
                                                            
Car doors SLAM. Armed U.S. soldiers keep watch out front.
                                                            
The soldiers enter. The coffee shop goes quiet.
                                                            
Wafa watches the soldiers enter and approach her. Hashim
watches Wafa turn her back on the soldiers and disappear
into a back room. He serves the soldiers.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S HOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa sleeps among the rubble. A rat scavenges for food. The
Muslim prayer alarm BLARES in the distance. Wafa yawns and
stretches.
                                                            
Wafa slaps some mud paste onto a brick. She lays the brick
at the base of a hole. She places another brick on top.
                                                            
 
EXT. DIRT ROAD - DAY
                                                            
A sand storm greatly cuts down visibility.
                                                            

7.

Wafa's clothing whips around as she fights the strong wind.
Passing U.S. military vehicles leave her in a cloud of dust.
                                                            
Wafa tries to make out a figure on the road ahead. She
freezes. She sees Young Man quickly digging a hole in the
road.
                                                            
Young Man buries an improvised explosive device (I.E.D.).
Wafa and Young Man lock eyes. Her eyes swell with fear.
Young Man jogs off.
                                                            
Wafa continues on. She looks down at the fresh dirt where
the I.E.D. is buried.
                                                            
 
INT. GUARD SHACK - DAY
                                                            
The U.S. soldiers huddle in the guard shack to avoid the
stinging sand. John sees Wafa approaching the checkpoint.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Black moving object.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
Great.
                                                            
Christie exits the guard shack.
                                                            
 
EXT. GUARD SHACK - DAY
                                                            
Wafa looks around nervously as she approaches Christie.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
Hands out.
                                                            
Wafa lifts her hands out. Christie scans Wafa's body with
the metal detector.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
Okay.
                                                            
Wafa slowly continues on with her chin in her chest. She
stops for what seems to be an eternity. She turns and walks
back to the soldiers.
                                                            
Wafa's hijab flies off her head exposing worry lines cutting
deeply into her face. John exits the guard shack and chases
after the hijab bouncing along the ground.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I...
                                                            

8.

Wafa checks to see if anyone is watching.
                                                            
John hands Wafa her hijab. She uses her hand to brush off
any dirt before she puts on her hijab.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I saw someone.
                                                            
                       JOHN
You saw someone?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I saw someone put in the street.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
What? A bomb?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I don't know. Maybe, yes.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
Where?
                                                            
Wafa turns and points. She freezes. Fear floods her eyes
when she sees Young Man in the distance staring at her.
                                                            
John and Christie see Young Man run off. They chase after
him.
                                                            
 
EXT. DIRT ROAD - DAY
                                                            
John sees a caravan of U.S. military trucks heading toward
the I.E.D.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Keep going!
                                                            
He breaks off from Christie and races toward the I.E.D.
Christie continues the pursuit.
                                                            
John frantically waves his hands at the lead truck which
closes in on the I.E.D.
                                                            
The truck narrowly misses the I.E.D.
                                                            
The driver of the second truck sees John and SLAMS on his
brakes. The truck stops just short of the I.E.D. The rest
of the trucks skid to a stop.
                                                            
Young Man scales a wall. Christie frustratingly kicks the
wall and gives up the pursuit.
                                                            

9.

From a distance, Wafa, John, and Christie watch BOMB SOLDIER
(25) meticulous, carefully use a tool to prod around the
I.E.D.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Did you see him before?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I don't know. Maybe.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
It's not safe for you to be here.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I go now.
                                                            
Wafa hurries off.
                                                            
                       CHRISTIE
Did you hear me?
                                                            
Bomb Soldier safely extracts the I.E.D.
                                                            
 
INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
                                                            
The sandstorm makes it dark outside. The coffee shop is
empty.
                                                            
                       WAFA (O.S.)
They ran after him, but didn't get
him.
                                                            
                       HASHIM
You did the right thing.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I don't know.
                                                            
Wafa and Hashim watch and listen to sand and tiny pebbles
CLINK against the front window.
                                                            
 
INT. COFFEE SHOP - NIGHT
                                                            
The chairs rest upside down on top of the tables as Hashim
sweeps the floor.
                                                            
 

10.

EXT. COFFEE SHOP - NIGHT
                                                            
A SHADOWY FIGURE stops at the front window. The figure
places a box on the ground near the front doors and dashes
off.
                                                            
The box EXPLODES. The front doors and windows BLAST out.
The coffee shop is quickly engulfed in flames.
                                                            
 
EXT. COFFEE SHOP RUINS - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, John, Christie, and other U.S. soldiers stand in front
of smoldering ashes.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I will go to new village.
                                                            
                       JOHN
They'll find you.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I do not want to go to America.
                                                            
Wafa, John, Christie, and the other soldiers get into
military vehicles and drive off.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S HOUSE - DAY
                                                            
The military vehicles park.
                                                            
John stares at the heavily damaged house as he escorts Wafa
up the path to her front door.
                                                            
                       JOHN
This could fall on you.
                                                            
John spots wires running across the threshold at ankle
level. He grabs Wafa just before she triggers the wires.
Wafa is surprised.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You put there.
                                                            
                       JOHN
No, we didn't. Why would we do
that?
                                                            
                       WAFA
So I go to America.
                                                            

11.

                       JOHN
We didn't know where you live.
                                                            
Wafa tries to inspect the wires. John yanks her back. He
drags her back to the vehicles. Wafa tries to break away.
                                                            
                       JOHN
How many countries have you been
to?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Only Iraq.
                                                            
                       JOHN
But you know all about Americans,
don't you?
                                                            
John signals to Bomb Soldier. Without breaking his stride,
Bomb Soldier removes two photos from his shirt pocket and
hands them off to John like he's done a million times
before. He continues towards Wafa's house.
                                                            
Wafa leans over to see the photos. One is of Bomb Soldier's
beautiful wife. The other is of his wife and three young
daughters. A frightened look comes over Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
His family?
                                                            
John nods.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
From a distance, Wafa and John watch Bomb Soldier use
cutters to cautiously clip the trip wires.
                                                            
 
EXT. U.S. MILITARY BASE - DAY
                                                            
An armed guard waves the military vehicles through large,
steel gates.
                                                            
 
INT. U.S. MILITARY BASE OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
John and Christie observe Wafa staring at an American flag
with utter disgust.
                                                            
John holds out paperwork attached to a clipboard. Wafa
stares at the paperwork.
                                                            

12.

                       WAFA
You cannot make me live with those
animals.
                                                            
She pushes the clipboard back to John.
                                                            
                       JOHN
You don't have any family here.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I have no family in America.
                                                            
                       JOHN
You will meet people. Americans
are friendly--
                                                            
                       WAFA
America is the Great
Satan...always fighting wars.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Am I a bad person? Is Christie a
bad person?
                                                            
Wafa ponders this.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Look, it's not easy to get a
special visa from the State
Department, so if this gets ok'd
you oughta take it.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They will see my clotheses. I
will not be safe.
                                                            
                       JOHN
Nobody's going to say anything
about your clothes.
                                                            
Wafa eyes the clipboard.
                                                            
                       JOHN
America may not be as bad as you
think.
                                                            
Wafa slowly takes the clipboard and fills out the forms.
                                                            
CONFERENCE ROOM
                                                            

13.

An American flag stands in a corner. An uninterested Wafa
has her right hand slightly up as she struggles to recite
the Oath of Citizenship from a sheet of paper to CITIZENSHIP
LADY (50), suit.
                                                            
                       WAFA
...and that I take this obligation
freely without any mental
reservation or purpose of evasion
so help me God.
                                                            
                       CITIZENSHIP LADY
Congratulations! You are now a
United States citizen.
                                                            
Wafa doesn't care. Citizenship Lady shakes Wafa's limp
hand.
                                                            
Citizenship Lady hands Wafa an American flag, a Certificate
of Naturalization, and a U.S. passport. Wafa immediately
stuffs the items into a bag and walks off. Citizenship Lady
gives Wafa a funny look.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa watches all the people as she waits for her luggage at
a baggage carousel. She sees children staring and GIGGLING
at her Middle Eastern clothing.
                                                            
 
INT. SUBWAY TRAIN - DAY
                                                            
Wafa stands holding a strap handle. SUBWAY PASSENGER (60),
kind, sees kids GIGGLE at her clothes. Subway Passenger
stands and offers Wafa his seat.
                                                            
                       SUBWAY PASSENGER
Have a seat.
                                                            
Wafa is surprised. Passengers stare at her. Not sure how
to react, she strides to the other end of the car.
                                                            
 
EXT. SUBWAY - DAY
                                                            
Wafa exits the cold, dark, crowded subway. A torrent of
people passes her but never touches her.
                                                            
The Capitol Building is in the background. Wafa watches the
many well-dressed people go about their busy lives. She
catches several curious people looking back at her.
                                                            

14.

Church bells RING. Wafa freezes when she looks in the
direction of the sound and finds a giant cross in front of a
church.
                                                            
Wafa passes a fruit stand. Her eyes bug out when she sees
the produce prices.
                                                            
Wafa pulls a city map from her purse and studies it.
PASSERBY (40), considerate, beaming, sees Wafa.
                                                            
                       PASSERBY
Can I help you?
                                                            
Wafa eyeballs Passerby suspiciously. She marches off.
                                                            
Wafa sees uniformed soldiers sightseeing. Utter disgust
flashes across her face.
                                                            
 
INT. BUS - DAY
                                                            
From the bus window, Wafa observes the people, buildings,
and snow on the ground.
                                                            
 
EXT. SIDEWALK - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa shivers as she drags her wheeless luggage along the
broken sidewalk. She checks the addresses on each
weather-worn apartment building she passes.
                                                            
Wafa stops in front of a small building that is twenty years
overdue for a paint job. She checks a slip of paper. She
heads up the walkway.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
The window blinds are down, making it extra dark. Paint
peels from the bare walls. A couch and a small table are
the only pieces of furniture.
                                                            
Wafa drags in her bag. Her eyes are filled with tears. Wafa
lies down on the couch in the fetal position and sobs.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa scrubs her dirty door. Her next door neighbor KAREN
DOUGLAS (40), amiable, always smiling, exits her door with a
plate of cookies.
                                                            

15.

                       KAREN DOUGLAS
Hi. I'm Karen. I saw you arrive
last night with your bags. These
are for you.
                                                            
Karen hands the plate of cookies to a surprised Wafa. An
awkward pause.
                                                            
                       KAREN DOUGLAS
Well, let me know if you need
anything.
                                                            
Karen heads back to her place with a bewildered look.
                                                            
 
INT. GOVERNMENT OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa fills out endless forms among needy people in a large
waiting room. People fan themselves to keep cool. LADY AT
THE WINDOW, (50), done it a million times, calls out.
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
One-fifty-three!
                                                            
Wafa heads to the window.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Wafa signs a paper and slides it under the partition window.
Lady At The Window slides a welfare debit card under the
window to Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
What is this?
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
It's money. You buy food with it.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I do not want your country's
money. I want work.
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
You speak Arabic, right?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Yes.
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
The U.N., C.I.A., and F.B.I. are
always looking for Arabic
translators.
                                                            

16.

                       WAFA
When do I pay back?
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
You don't pay us back.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I will pay back.
                                                            
Lady At The Window watches Wafa leave.
                                                            
 
INT. DMV - DAY
                                                            
Wafa enters. The lines are long. A person at the
information desk checks Wafa's papers, then points to one of
the lines. Wafa strolls to the end of the line.
                                                            
 
EXT. DMV - DAY
                                                            
Wafa waits in her beat-up clunker.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
OLD MAN (65), cranky, worn catcher mitt face, gets into
Wafa's car. He is stunned to see her in Middle Eastern
clothing from head to toe.
                                                            
                       OLD MAN
How do you expect to see with that
veil on?
                                                            
Old Man fills out paperwork. Wafa looks around.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Is a lady coming?
                                                            
                       OLD MAN
No. Should there be?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Can a woman give me the test?
                                                            
                       OLD MAN
No. Now will you drive?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Can a woman come?
                                                            
                       OLD MAN
Do you want a license, or not?
                                                            
 

17.

EXT. DMV - DAY
                                                            
Wafa drives back to the DMV with Old Man riding shotgun and
a female DMV employee in the back seat.
                                                            
 
EXT. STREET - DAY
                                                            
Wafa's car belches lots of smoke as it weaves slowly down
the street. Cars speed past and HONK.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
A pickup truck with U.S. soldiers passes Wafa. She spits
out her window at the truck.
                                                            
Wafa approaches an intersection. She sees HISPANIC MAN
(50), friendly, needy, selling bags of oranges on the
corner. Wafa rolls up her window.
                                                            
Hispanic Man holds out a bag of oranges. Wafa ignores him.
                                                            
Wafa sees a man jogging with no shirt on. She looks away
and uses her hand to shield her eyes from him.
                                                            
She checks her rear-view mirror. A police car trails her
with flashing lights.
                                                            
                       WAFA
No! Please, God! No.
                                                            
Wafa and the police car pull to the side of the road. She
rolls down her window.
                                                            
PAUL FRASOR (28), giving, considerate, strong, strides
alongside Wafa's bucket of bolts.
                                                            
                       PAUL
May I see your license,
registration, and proof of
insurance, please?
                                                            
Wafa pulls out a sheet of paper from her purse and slaps it
in Paul's hand.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Will the car start again if you
turn it off?
                                                            
Wafa turns the car off. Paul copies down Wafa's driver's
license information onto a ticket form.
                                                            

18.

                       PAUL
Just got your license, Miss Ali?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Yes.
                                                            
                       PAUL
The reason I stopped you is
because your car is smoking and
you're missing a brake light.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I do not have money to pay you!
                                                            
                       PAUL
You don't pay me, Miss Ali.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Everything costs too much here!
                                                            
Paul sees torn upholstery and dirty windows.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Are you new to America?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Yes.
                                                            
Paul pockets the ticket. He pulls out a notebook and writes
in it.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Are you working?
                                                            
                       WAFA
No, I am looking for work.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Sign here.
                                                            
Wafa signs the notebook.
                                                            
                       PAUL
This is called a fix-it ticket.
                                                            
Paul tears off a sheet and hands it to Wafa.
                                                            
                       PAUL
You have fourteen days to fix your
car, Miss Ali.
                                                            
Paul leaves.
                                                            

19.

Wafa rests her head on the steering wheel and sobs.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa enters. Her eyes are filled with tears. Wafa lies
down on the couch in the fetal position and sobs.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Paul checks his notebook. He rings the doorbell.
                                                            
Wafa, dressed in Muslim clothing, but without the veil
covering her face, opens the door slightly.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I have no money, but I--
                                                            
                       PAUL
I'm not here for money. This is
for you.
                                                            
The door opens a little more. Paul likes what he sees in
Wafa. He hands her a booklet.
                                                            
                       PAUL
It's the driving rules.
                                                            
                       WAFA
How much is it?
                                                            
                       PAUL
It's free.
                                                            
Wafa pops her head out to see if anyone is watching.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Can I come in?
                                                            
Wafa freezes when she sees his gun on his hip.
                                                            
                       WAFA
We are not married.
                                                            
                       PAUL
I know. I just wanted--
                                                            
                       WAFA
I cannot let you in. God is
watching. I do not want to be
punished.
                                                            

20.

                       PAUL
I just wanted to see how you were
doing.
                                                            
Wafa opens the door a little wider.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I have not found work.
                                                            
                       PAUL
I've got a friend who might be
able to get you a job.
                                                            
                       WAFA
A job? What would I do?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Translate Arabic for the F.B.I.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Why do they need those people?
                                                            
                       PAUL
To understand messages from Muslim
terrorists. My friend's always
saying they don't have enough--
                                                            
                       WAFA
Mr. policeman--
                                                            
                       PAUL
Call me Paul.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Mr. Paul, my people are not the
problem. I saw the problems
Americans did in my country.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Miss Ali--
                                                            
                       WAFA
The Americans tried to bomb a
terrorist's house, but they bombed
our house.
                                                            
Paul is shocked.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They killed my momma, poppa, and
brother!
                                                            

21.

                       PAUL
I'm sorry. I should go.
                                                            
Paul leaves.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Wait.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Paul and Wafa drink tea outside her front door.
                                                            
                       WAFA
...so they got me a special visa
and now I am here.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Let's take a look at your car.
                                                            
MONTAGE - PAUL HELPS FIX WAFA'S CAR.
                                                            
- Paul replaces the brake light.

- Paul goes over the driving rules booklet with Wafa as they
wait at a tune-up shop.

- Paul and Wafa wait at a smog check shop.

- Wafa watches in amazement as her car is run through an
automatic car wash.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
Wafa enters with mouth agape as she scans the highly
polished lobby floor and wall portraits.
                                                            
A guard runs a metal detector wand around Wafa. LOBBY
RECEPTIONIST (25), sees Wafa.
                                                            
                       LOBBY RECEPTIONIST
May I help you?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I am here to meet Mr. Becky Dunn.
                                                            
Wafa shows Lobby Receptionist a paper.
                                                            
                       LOBBY RECEPTIONIST
Becky Dunn's a woman.
                                                            
                       WAFA
He is?
                                                            

22.

                       LOBBY RECEPTIONIST
Fourth floor. You can use the
elevator over there.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Thank you.
                                                            
ELEVATOR
                                                            
Wafa enters and pushes the "FOUR" button. The doors close
on her Muslim garments.
                                                            
The elevator starts up. Wafa feels her clothes tightening
around her. She SCREAMS. The bottom half of Wafa's clothes
tears off revealing her lower legs.
                                                            
OUTSIDE ELEVATOR
                                                            
An agitated Wafa desperately tries to tie the torn material
back on, but realizes it is hopeless. She discards the
material into a trash can.
                                                            
MONTAGE - WAFA IS INTERVIEWED BY DIFFERENT PEOPLE
                                                            
-- HUMAN RESOURCES EMPLOYEE interviews Wafa in a cubicle.

-- HUMAN RESOURCES SUPERVISOR interviews Wafa in a small
office.

-- HUMAN RESOURCES MANAGER interviews Wafa in a large
office.
                                                            
BECKY DUNN'S OFFICE
                                                            
F.B.I. agent BECKY DUNN (40), active, professional, scans
Wafa's papers. Agent TOM DAVIS, (55), skeptical, confident,
stands in the corner eyeing Wafa.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We really appreciate you warning
the soldiers of the road bomb,
Wafa. Not many people get
fast-tracked to citizenship.
                                                            
Wafa holds down the bottom of her torn clothes in an effort
to hide her exposed legs.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Thank you. There are many female
F.B.I. agents?
                                                            

23.

                       BECKY
Yes. We make much better agents
than the men.
                                                            
Tom puzzledly studies Wafa's heavily redacted file.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We'd like to start your background
investigation right away.
                                                            
Veins bulge from Tom's forehead.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Thank you, Agent Becky. Thank
you, Agent Tom.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Did you bring your Iraqi passport?
                                                            
Wafa slowly slides her passport over to Becky.
                                                            
Becky stamps the passport "CANCELED." She places the
passport into a device which punches holes in the passport.
                                                            
Becky shows Wafa to the door.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We'll be in contact with you.
                                                            
Wafa takes one last look at her Iraqi passport, then leaves.
                                                            
                       TOM
How can you hire her when half her
file's blacked out?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why do you suspect every new
Middle Eastern hire?
                                                            
                       TOM
Because it's just a matter of time
before one of them moles us.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We need every Arabic translator we
can get, so look for your
promotion somewhere else.
                                                            
                       TOM
Why's it all redacted?
                                                            

24.

                       BECKY
Because terrorists tried to kill
her. They don't want them to find
her.
                                                            
                       TOM
You believe that crap about the
I.E.D.?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why shouldn't I?
                                                            
                       TOM
If Russian soldiers killed your
family, would you go work for the
K.G.B.? I don't think so. I'm
taking her file--
                                                            
Tom heads for the door with Wafa's file.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Leave it.
                                                            
Tom slams Wafa's file on Becky's desk, then leaves.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Paul pulls to the curb in a police car. Wafa rushes outside
grinning. Paul gets out and opens the passenger door for
Wafa, but she opens the back door and gets in.
                                                            
                       PAUL
What are you doing?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I sit here?
                                                            
                       PAUL
No. Up here.
                                                            
Wafa gets out and gets in the front seat. She watches in
amazement as Paul makes sure her Muslim garments don't get
caught in the door, and then closes the door for her.
                                                            
 
INT. POLICE CAR - DAY
                                                            
Wafa checks out all the police instruments.
                                                            
                       PAUL
How long will the background check
take?
                                                            

25.

                       WAFA
Many months.
                                                            
Paul notices Wafa staring at the rifle between the front
seats.
                                                            
                       PAUL
It's okay. Luckily, we don't have
to use it much.
                                                            
                       WAFA
But Americans use drugs and shoot
people.
                                                            
                       PAUL
No, they don't. Where did you
learn that?
                                                            
 
INT. FOOD BANK - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Paul wait in line with a banana box. Several
volunteers place food items into apple and banana boxes.
Wafa watches the volunteers helping the homeless people.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Why are these people helping these
people?
                                                            
                       PAUL
That's what Americans do...when
we're not taking drugs and
shooting people.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Who buy this food?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Who bought this food. Nice people
donated it.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I cannot take these things.
                                                            
Wafa walks off. Paul pulls her back.
                                                            
                       PAUL
When you get some money, you can
give back.
                                                            
Paul slides the box over to a smiling volunteer who places
several food items into Wafa's box.
                                                            

26.

Wafa reaches for her box, but is pleasantly surprised when
Paul picks it up and carries it for her.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
Wafa sits hooked up to a polygraph machine. A man reads the
machine output.
                                                            
BATHROOM
                                                            
Wafa places a clear, plastic cup of urine on the counter.
DRUG TESTER (35), enters wearing latex gloves.
                                                            
Drug Tester pours the urine into a clear container. She
closes the lid, then seals it with tape.
                                                            
 
INT. PAUL'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Paul opens the front door and finds Wafa.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Hi! Come on in.
                                                            
Wafa hesitates.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I...
                                                            
Paul gently takes her by the arm and brings her inside. Wafa
looks outside to see if anyone is watching. She slowly
enters. Paul shuts the door. Wafa stands with her back
against the door. Paul takes a seat on a couch.
                                                            
                       PAUL
A man from the F.B.I. was over and
asked a lot of questions about
you.
                                                            
Wafa peers at guns, a crucifix, and a photo of Paul in
military fatigues hanging on a wall.
                                                            
                       WAFA
He asked my neighbors questions.
                                                            
                       PAUL
I'm afraid I didn't know a lot of
answers. They asked what your
father did for a living.
                                                            
Wafa squirms.
                                                            

27.

                       PAUL
I told them I didn't know. What
did your father--
                                                            
                       WAFA
You have lived here long?
                                                            
                       PAUL
A few years.
                                                            
Paul uses the remote to turn on the TV.
                                                            
                       PAUL
You'll improve your English if you
watch a lot of TV.
                                                            
Wafa sees a gun and Bible on the coffee table.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You are Christian?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Yeah.
                                                            
Paul sees her eyeing the gun.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Are you gonna shoot me?
                                                            
                       WAFA
No.
                                                            
Paul chuckles.
                                                            
                       PAUL
What's wrong?
                                                            
Wafa is frozen in fear.
                                                            
                       PAUL
If they hire you, you're gonna see
a lot of people with guns, Wafa,
so you better get used to it.
                                                            
Paul picks up the gun. Wafa backs away.
                                                            
Paul takes out the bullets and puts the safety on. He pulls
the trigger.
                                                            
                       PAUL
It's okay. It can't hurt you now.
                                                            
He offers her the gun.
                                                            

28.

Wafa never takes her eyes off the gun as she takes baby
steps towards Paul.
                                                            
Wafa gingerly takes the gun from Paul, keeping her shaking
fingers away from the trigger.
                                                            
Paul stands close behind Wafa. He helps her hold the gun
with both hands.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Relax. Aim at that gun on the
wall.
                                                            
Wafa aims.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Now squeeze the trigger.
                                                            
                       WAFA
It's not going to make a hole on
the wall?
                                                            
                       PAUL
No.
                                                            
Wafa pulls the trigger and immediately puts the gun down.
                                                            
Paul flips through the TV channels with the remote. Wafa
watches the channels flash by.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Who was that?
                                                            
Paul flips back a couple of channels. A beautiful WEATHER
REPORTER (25), statuesque, seductive, gives the weather
report in a sexy, low-cut dress.
                                                            
                       WEATHER REPORTER (V.O.)
      (On TV)
It's going to be a warm one today.
                                                            
                       PAUL
The weather girl.
                                                            
                       WAFA
In those clotheses?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Clothes.
                                                            
Paul hands Wafa some books.
                                                            

29.

                       PAUL
These will help your English.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Thank you, Paul. In my country, we
cannot trust police.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Yes, you can.
                                                            
                       WAFA
No. Iraqi police always want
money.
                                                            
                       PAUL
You said in your country. This is
your country now, Wafa.
                                                            
 
INT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Paul look over racks of western style clothes. Paul
sees a short, yellow dress on a mannequin.
                                                            
                       PAUL
How about this one?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I cannot wear that.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Why not?
                                                            
                       WAFA
People will see my legs.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Have you ever worn a dress?
                                                            
Wafa shakes her head.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Try it. If you don't like it, you
don't have to buy it.
                                                            
                       WAFA
But...
                                                            
                       PAUL
But what?
                                                            
                       WAFA
God will punish me.
                                                            

30.

Paul points at some half-naked teenagers who are tattooed
and wearing body piercings.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Is God going to punish them? We're
all God's children, Wafa.
                                                            
Wafa eyes the yellow dress. She picks out the dress and a
much longer black dress and heads toward the dressing room.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
A large room contains row after row of people in Muslim
garments in front of computers.
                                                            
Wafa, in Muslim clothing and no makeup, sits in front of one
of the computers. Becky points at Wafa's monitor which has
both English and Arabic writing.
                                                            
                       BECKY
That's what we're looking for.
                                                            
                       WAFA
All these people are bad?
                                                            
                       BECKY
That's what we're checking.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They are Muslims?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Yes.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Maybe I should work with a
different group.
                                                            
                       BECKY
What?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Maybe the Ten Most Wanted.
                                                            
                       BECKY
This is what we got you for.
You'll do fine. I have to go, but
Aara can answer any questions.
                                                            
Becky leaves. Wafa looks at AARA (25), helpful, who
occupies the computer next to her.
                                                            

31.

                       WAFA
You have found threats?
                                                            
                       AARA
Yeah.
                                                            
                       WAFA
From Muslims?
                                                            
Aara points to a stack of papers on her table.
                                                            
                       AARA
These are just from last week.
We're always playing catch-up.
                                                            
With mouth agape, Wafa reads the Arabic on her computer
screen. Aara chuckles when she notices Wafa.
                                                            
                       AARA
I always like seeing how shocked
people are their first day.
                                                            
She leans over and reads Wafa's screen.
                                                            
                       AARA
That's nothing.
                                                            
                       WAFA
How do you know these are from
Muslims?
                                                            
                       AARA
Someone's sending these messages.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Anyone could make them. They
could be from Americans.
                                                            
                       AARA
When we catch 'em they're always
Muslim.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Because America is always
attacking their countries. What
countries are they from?
                                                            
                       AARA
Everywhere...Yemen, Saudi Arabia,
Iran--
                                                            
Wafa is too stunned to speak, but finally manages.
                                                            

32.

                       WAFA
Iraq?
                                                            
                       AARA
Iraq.
                                                            
Tom spies on Wafa from a distance. Becky comes from behind.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Relax. She passed the poly and
drug test.
                                                            
                       TOM
She's Muslim. They all pass the
drug test.
                                                            
 
INT. GOVERNMENT OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa enters. She steps up to the window where Lady At The
Window is.
                                                            
                       WAFA
This is your money.
                                                            
She slides a thick envelope under the Plexiglas partition.
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
I told you, you don't have to pay
us back.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I do not want your country's
money.
                                                            
Lady At The Window slides the envelope back to Wafa.
                                                            
                       LADY AT THE WINDOW
You mean your country.
                                                            
Wafa pauses, then slowly puts the envelope back into her
purse. Lady At The Window smiles as she watches Wafa leave.
                                                            
 
EXT. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
The sprawling land is dotted with F.B.I. trainees.
                                                            
SUPER - F.B.I. ACADEMY, QUANTICO, VIRGINIA - MARCH 2001
                                                            
MONTAGE - WAFA (29), RECEIVES F.B.I. AGENT TRAINING
                                                            

33.

-- Wafa quickly does sit-ups and push-ups.

-- Wafa expertly navigates an obstacle course.

-- A self-defense instructor flips Wafa onto a mat.

-- At a target range, a sharpshooter gives Wafa shooting
pointers.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
TRANSLATION ROOM
                                                            
Wafa is dressed in a mix of Muslim and western style clothes
and wears some makeup. She walks up and down the rows
observing the Arabic translators at their computers.
                                                            
A translator stops Wafa. Wafa points at the translator's
computer to explain something. The translator nods.
                                                            
Wafa sees Becky enter. Becky signals for Wafa to come over.
                                                            
HALLWAY CORRIDOR
                                                            
The two stride by windows on both sides. They stop and look
through a door window. They see several agents at computers
wearing headphones.
                                                            
                       BECKY
This is the Chatter Room, Special
Agent Ali.
                                                            
Wafa is stunned.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Congratulations!
                                                            
                       WAFA
Are you kidding? This could never
happen in Iraq.
                                                            
                       BECKY
You've worked hard for it. Now,
the chatter usually picks up a few
weeks before something big
happens. A few days before
something, it's off the charts.
                                                            
 
EXT. AIRPORT PARKING STRUCTURE - DAY
                                                            
SUPER: AUGUST 2001
                                                            

34.

A car pulls up to an unmanned ticket booth. A hairy, dark
hand reaches out from the driver's window and takes a
ticket. The gate arm goes up. The car enters the dark
parking structure.
                                                            
 
INT. CAR - DAY
                                                            
Four Middle Eastern men, MAKIN MORADI (25), wary, confident,
explosive, DUMAN OMIDI (24), dutiful, strong, ABBUD GOLZAR
(22), stocky, unsophisticated, and RAFI RAAD (22), twitchy,
nervous, cowardly, scan the parking structure.
                                                            
Makin pulls out a cheap, value four-pack of box cutters from
the center console. He hands them out to the other men.
                                                            
Makin sees the crazed looks in Duman's and Abbud's eyes.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Low profile.
                                                            
 
EXT. AIRPORT PARKING STRUCTURE - DAY
                                                            
The men exit their car. Makin sees Abbud staring at a baby
in a stroller. Makin pulls Abbud away.
                                                            
Duman and Abbud eagerly get ahead of Makin and Rafi.
                                                            
Makin jogs up to Duman and Abbud. He yanks them back and
looks them dead in the eyes.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Don't animal this.
                                                            
The four walk together towards the terminal.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi stand in different security
check lines. Makin casually checks the ceiling-mounted
surveillance cameras decorated as black balls.
                                                            
Makin, Duman, and Abbud make it through security.
                                                            
Rafi perspires as he inches closer to the security
checkpoint.
                                                            
Rafi steps through the metal detector hoop which sets off
the alarm. Makin quickly looks over at Rafi.
                                                            

35.

Rafi perspires profusely as he backs up and unloads his
pockets into a tray bucket.
                                                            
He pushes the tray along the steel rollers until it catches
onto the rubber conveyor belt which sends it into the X-ray
machine. He walks through the metal detector again.
                                                            
The X-ray screener casually glances at the items on the
monitor which includes Rafi's box cutter. The tray slides
down the rollers.
                                                            
Rafi tilts the bucket and the items fall into his free hand.
He pockets the items and expeditiously leaves the area.
                                                            
INSIDE RESTROOM
                                                            
Rafi checks the stalls. The restroom is empty. Each holds
up their box cutter.
                                                            
AL JENSEN (55), pinched, nosy, enters. He sees the men
stuff the box cutters into their pockets. The four men
stare at Al who heads to a stall and closes the door.
                                                            
Rafi gestures nervously for the other three to leave with
him. He bolts for the exit.
                                                            
Makin signals Rafi to stop.
                                                            
INSIDE THE STALL
                                                            
Through the doorjamb, Al watches Duman and Abbud creep
toward his stall.
                                                            
OUTSIDE THE STALL
                                                            
Just before Duman and Abbud reach the stall, a man enters
the restroom. Duman and Abbud stop.
                                                            
INSIDE THE STALL
                                                            
Al watches Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi in the mirror exit
the restroom.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
Al sits a few rows behind Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi. He
keeps an eye on the men.
                                                            
Duman watches nervously as Abbud smiles at a baby across the
aisle. The MOTHER (35), notices Abbud.
                                                            

36.

                       ABBUD
What's his name?
                                                            
                       MOTHER
Teri. She's a she.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
She's beautiful.
                                                            
Duman leans over to Abbud.
                                                            
                       DUMAN
Why do you have to ask about every
damn baby?
                                                            
                       MAKIN
It's okay...makes us look good.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
American babies are still
innocent. They haven't been
changed by the Great Satan.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa prays on her prayer rug. She folds the rug.
                                                            
On top of her dresser are several veils, The Quran, and the
worn family photo.
                                                            
Doorbell RINGS. Wafa unlocks several deadbolts and opens
the door. Paul enters and sees all the door locks.
                                                            
Wafa pops her head out and looks around.
                                                            
Paul pulls Wafa back in. He hugs her. He tries to kiss
her, but she turns away.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Paul, what do you think of my
religion?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Why are you ask--
                                                            
                       WAFA
Do you think you can ever change
to Islam?
                                                            
                       PAUL
I'm sorry, Wafa.
                                                            

37.

                       WAFA
Then this will never work.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Why not?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I can only marry a Muslim man.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Why?
                                                            
                       WAFA
If the man's Muslim, then their
children will be Muslim.
                                                            
                       PAUL
You'd end our relationship because
of some stupid rule?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Don't say that!
                                                            
                       PAUL
Just because I'm Christian? We're
not bad people, Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
We're not all terrorists!
                                                            
                       PAUL
I didn't say--
                                                            
                       WAFA
They are only one percent of
Muslims.
                                                            
                       PAUL
One percent of a billion is a
large number.
                                                            
 
INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER - SEPTEMBER 11, 2001
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi sleep.
                                                            
On the table and floor are pictures and maps of The Capitol.
                                                            
An Alarm clock BUZZES. The four men wake up. Duman and
Abbud spring out of bed.
                                                            

38.

Makin's cell phone RINGS.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
We're up. Yes. Yes, God willing.
                                                            
The four men kneel down on small carpets and pray.
                                                            
BATHROOM
                                                            
Abbud and Rafi shave their entire bodies.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
The Weather Channel plays on the TV.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Cutters.
                                                            
The four men hold up their box cutters. They slip the
cutters into their pockets. They turn off the lights and
TV, and exit.
                                                            
 
EXT. AIRPORT PARKING LOT - DAY
                                                            
A car pulls up to an unmanned ticket booth. A shaved arm
and hand takes the parking ticket. The gate arm goes up.
The car enters the cold, dark parking structure.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi wait in separate lines at the
security checkpoint. Decorative, black balls conceal
surveillance cameras.
                                                            
Security personnel shuffle passengers through like a million
times before. They nonchalantly run luggage through the
x-ray machines.
                                                            
The four men empty their pockets, including the box cutters,
onto provided trays. They slide their trays along the steel
rollers where conveyor belts lead them through the x-ray
machines.
                                                            
Makin, Duman, and Abbud make it through the security
checkpoint. They take their items from their trays and slide
them into their pockets.
                                                            
Rafi perspires as he goes through security. Security
personnel watch him closely as he waits impatiently for his
small tray of items to go through the x-ray machine.
                                                            

39.

Rafi's items exit the x-ray machine. Security personnel
watch Rafi snatch the items and leave.
                                                            
GATE
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi sit apart from each other as
they wait with the other PASSENGERS.
                                                            
Abbud sees a baby and young toddlers with their parents
waiting to board the same plane. He glumly drops his head.
                                                            
Rafi notices a pair of police officers talking to an airline
employee. The airline employee points toward Rafi. Rafi
squirms.
                                                            
The officers stride toward Rafi who perspires profusely.
                                                            
They move past a relieved Rafi and assist a hunched-over
elderly passenger.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi board a plane and sit in first
class. A MECHANIC wearing a tool belt passes the men.
                                                            
 
INT. INTERNET CAFE - DAY
                                                            
Neatly manicured fingers TAP away at computer keys. A hand
navigates a computer mouse. On the computer monitor is an
airline's website. The white cursor arrow is on the words
"FLIGHT STATUS." A finger CLICKS the mouse.
                                                            
On the monitor, flight information pops up with the word
"DELAYED." AMR MUHAMMED (50), methodical, meticulous,
explosive, SLAMS his fist on the table. People look over.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi scan the passengers and flight
attendants. The mechanic passes by. A cell phone RINGS.
Makin opens his cell phone.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Yes, Amr.
                                                            
                       AMR (V.O.)
You're delayed!
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Something's wrong with the plane.
                                                            

40.

                       AMR (V.O.)
Don't get on the plane!
                                                            
                       MAKIN
We're already on. We can still do
it.
                                                            
                       AMR (V.O.)
No, you can't! You're one of five
groups.
                                                            
Makin is stunned.
                                                            
                       AMR (V.O.)
If you make it out of this, meet
me at the spot tomorrow at noon.
                                                            
 
EXT. NEW YORK CITY - DAY
                                                            
The Manhattan skyline glistens under clear, blue skies.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE COCKPIT - DAY
                                                            
A wild-eyed, Middle Eastern man steers for the World Trade
Center. He moves the throttle control all the way forward.
                                                            
 
EXT. NEW YORK CITY - DAY
                                                            
The commercial plane ROARS just above the skyscrapers.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE COCKPIT - DAY
                                                            
The plane races toward the World Trade Center at blinding
speed. Oblivious office workers see the plane at the last
second.
                                                            
 
EXT. STREET - DAY
                                                            
Passersby look up and see the plane PLOW into the North
Tower of the World Trade Center. SCREAMS.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
The four wait nervously.
                                                            

41.

                       CAPTAIN (V.O.)
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you
for your patience. Flight
attendants take your seats.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - CHATTER ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Several Middle Eastern people sit at computer monitors in a
large room. Wafa and Becky burst through the doors.
                                                            
                       WAFA
A plane just flew into the World
Trade Center!
                                                            
Becky uses a remote to turn on a TV. Becky, Wafa, and the
agents watch the TV news.
                                                            
ON THE TV
                                                            
CNN shows footage of the burning World Trade Center.
NEWSCASTER (50), sturdy, striking, tries to understand.
                                                            
                       NEWSCASTER
We're now hearing it may have been
a commercial plane.
                                                            
Wafa and the others are stunned.
                                                            
                       NEWSCASTER (O.S.)
It looks like a clear day. How
could this have happened?
                                                            
 
EXT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
A commercial plane takes off.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
JIMMY KNOWLES (9), spirited, suspicious, watches antsy Rafi
sweat profusely. Jimmy's parents, BARNEY KNOWLES (35)
studious, composed, and JUDY KNOWLES (34), attentive, sit
next to Jimmy.
                                                            
Jimmy watches Makin. Makin notices Jimmy staring at him.
Makin snarls at Jimmy.
                                                            
Judy sees Jimmy staring at Makin.
                                                            
                       JUDY
Don't stare, Jimmy.
                                                            

42.

Jimmy looks out the window, but then stares at Makin.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Becky move briskly down a long hallway.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We thought they might try this.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Crash planes into buildings?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Yup. Pisses me off to no end.
                                                            
TRANSLATION ROOM
                                                            
The translators are glued to the TV. Wafa and Becky burst
in.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Okay, listen up!
                                                            
                       BECKY
We're getting word this may have
been a hijacked plane and there
may be other--
                                                            
ON TV
                                                            
Smoke billows from the North Tower. In the background, a
second plane slams into the South Tower.
                                                            
                       NEWSCASTER (V.O.)
A second plane just went into the
other tower! We just saw another
plane go into the other tower!
This can't be an accident!
                                                            
The translators are stunned.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Damn it!
                                                            
Wafa reads the exclamation mark-laden Arabic on a monitor.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They're already celebrating.
                                                            
 

43.

EXT. MANHATTAN SIDEWALK - DAY
                                                            
Stunned bystanders gather to watch smoke billow from the
World Trade Center.
                                                            
 
EXT. THE PENTAGON - DAY
                                                            
Pentagon employees watch as smoke billows from The Pentagon.
Fire crews fight to contain the fire.
                                                            
 
INT. FAA COMMAND CENTER - DAY
                                                            
SUPER: FEDERAL AVIATION ADMINISTRATION, HERNDON, VIRGINIA
                                                            
Employees crisscross the floor at a rapid pace.
                                                            
SUPER: BEN SLINEY, CHIEF OF AIR TRAFFIC CONTROL OPERATIONS
                                                            
BEN SLINEY, 40s, meticulous, fiery, and his SECRETARY (30),
stride across the highly-polished floor.
                                                            
                       BEN
Get all the planes down now! Send
them to the nearest airports!
                                                            
                       SECRETARY
That's over four thousand planes.
                                                            
                       BEN
I don't care if we have to land
them in cornfields! Get 'em down
now!
                                                            
Secretary runs off.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
Jimmy watches the four.
                                                            
                       CAPTAIN (V.O.)
Ladies and gentlemen, we've been
instructed by air traffic control
to land at Pittsburgh
International.
                                                            
Passengers GRUMBLE. Makin stops passing FLIGHT ATTENDANT
(35).
                                                            
                       MAKIN
What's going on?
                                                            

44.

                       FLIGHT ATTENDANT
I don't know. This is the first
I've heard of it.
                                                            
 
EXT. FIELD - DAY
                                                            
SUPER: SHANKSVILLE, PENNSYLVANIA
                                                            
Thick, black smoke rises from the ground.
                                                            
 
EXT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
A commercial airplane touches down.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and the Arabic translators watch the news of
the plane crashes.
                                                            
                       BECKY
How many more planes do they have?
                                                            
                       NEWSCASTER (V.O.)
A likely culprit has to be Al
Qaeda.
                                                            
Wafa sees the terrified looks of New York bystanders.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Have the passenger lists sent to
our computers.
                                                            
Becky speaks into her two-way radio.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We need the manifests of all
planes in the air sent to our
computers ASAP!
                                                            
Wafa rambles to a vacant computer.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Everyone back to your computers!
                                                            
The translators scramble back to their computers.
                                                            
                       BECKY
You're going to receive lists of
passenger names!
                                                            

45.

Tom bursts in through double doors.
                                                            
                       TOM
We're looking for Arabic
passengers sitting in first
class...low numbered seats like
1A, 2A, 3B.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi anxiously look out the
windows. They see fire trucks and police cars with flashing
lights.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
The translators rapidly tap away at their computer keys.
                                                            
                       TOM
It looks like they were traveling
in fours or fives.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
An airline employee opens a gate door. Passengers arrive
through the gate.
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi walk through the passenger
boarding bridge before the gate exit. Makin spots security
and police officers.
                                                            
Duman, Abbud, and Rafi watch Makin help an old lady with a
cane.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Let me help you.
                                                            
The old lady smiles. Makin and the old lady walk off
together.
                                                            
Duman helps an old lady.
                                                            
Abbud and Rafi see passengers with lots of luggage. They
help wheel the luggage for the passengers.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
The monitors flash columns of names. Wafa and the
translators scroll quickly through the names.
                                                            

46.

Wafa sees Makin's name. She spots Duman's name. Wafa's
eyes get big. She sees Abbud's and Rafi's names.
                                                            
She notices Becky and Tom looking over the shoulders of
other translators. She places her finger on the "DELETE"
key.
                                                            
Wafa looks at the TV. She watches a video loop of
frightened Manhattan workers running for their lives from a
collapsed building.
                                                            
Wafa's eyes are full of angst. She finally lifts her finger
off of the "DELETE" key.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Got one!
                                                            
Becky and Tom race over. Tom whispers into his two-way
radio. Becky pushes a button on her two-way radio.
                                                            
Tom and Becky look at Wafa's computer screen. Becky speaks
into her radio.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We got one! American Airways
Flight Four-thirteen! It's on the
ground at Pittsburgh
International!
                                                            
                       VOICE (V.O.)
Copy. American Airways
Four-one-three on the ground at
Pittsburgh International.
                                                            
Wafa looks morosely at the terrorists' Arabic names on her
computer.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Good job, Wafa. Keep going.
                                                            
Wafa taps her computer keys.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
The four men are flanked by shops and newsstands as they
stride nervously through the concourse. Makin spots a TV
playing the news.
                                                            
Duman and Abbud stand mesmerized watching video of the World
Trade Center on fire. A bystander flashes a perturbed look
when she sees Duman and Abbud smiling at the TV.
                                                            

47.

Makin yanks Duman and Abbud away from the TV. The bystander
watches the four slip out the sliding glass doors.
                                                            
Several police officers hustle past the TV showing the news.
They race down the same concourse that the four just came
from.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT SECURITY ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, Tom, and other F.B.I. agents view airport
security video of Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi going
through security.
                                                            
                       WAFA
That's them.
                                                            
                       TOM
They look Middle Eastern to me.
                                                            
He glances at Wafa.
                                                            
They watch as the four slither out the sliding doors and the
F.B.I. agents just miss them. Tom kicks a chair.
                                                            
                       TOM
Damn it!
                                                            
CONFERENCE ROOM
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, Judy, and Barney watch Jimmy feast on donuts.
                                                            
                       JIMMY
They talked quietly the whole
time.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Thanks, Jimmy.
                                                            
                       JIMMY
I could tell they were bad men,
because they kept looking around.
                                                            
                       BECKY
You've been great.
                                                            
Becky hands her business card to Barney.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We'll be in contact. If he thinks
of anything else, let us know.
                                                            
 

48.

INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - INTEL ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Several large whiteboards are placed throughout the room.
The whiteboards read: AMERICA'S TEN MOST WANTED. Each
whiteboard contains a photo with a wealth of information on
each wanted criminal.
                                                            
Two pencil-necked, bespectacled GEEKS read from computer
paper. The Geeks use dry erase markers to add new
information on the wanted criminals.
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, Tom, and several other agents BURST in with
numerous blank whiteboards. The geeks stop and watch as the
agents take down the America's Ten Most Wanted whiteboards
and put up their blank whiteboards.
                                                            
Agents immediately write at the top of the boards: AA 11, UA
175, AA 77, UA 93, AM Airways 413.
                                                            
The two geeks exit like scolded children.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Numerous whiteboards with photos and information of the
twenty-three terrorists fill the room. Wafa, Becky, and Tom
watch as F.B.I. agents add new information.
                                                            
Wafa stares at Mohamed Atta's mug shot. She studies
Makin's, Duman's, Abbud's, and Rafi's mug shots.
                                                            
                       WAFA
We couldn't find any cell phone
records.
                                                            
                       TOM
They used disposables.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Did they rabbit?
                                                            
                       TOM
There's been no sign of 'em. Maybe
they crossed into Canada.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They're still here.
                                                            
                       TOM
What makes you so sure?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Why take the chance of getting
caught trying to come back in?
                                                            

49.

                       TOM
They're willing to die, so they
aren't worried about getting
caught.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They're not worried about getting
caught, or dying. They're worried
about not completing the work of
Allah.
                                                            
MESSENGER (20), twitchy, races in with a paper.
                                                            
                       MESSENGER
They found the rental car.
                                                            
Messenger hands the paper to Tom who glances at it.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Do you want us to go?
                                                            
                       TOM
Agents are on it. You'd just be
in the way.
                                                            
Wafa glares at Tom as he saunters off.
                                                            
 
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi try to keep warm around a tiny
camp fire.
                                                            
                       RAFI
Amr will have a place for us,
right?
                                                            
                       MAKIN
I don't know.
                                                            
                       RAFI
He'll give us money, right?
                                                            
                       MAKIN
I don't know! We'll find out
tomorrow.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
I'm not staying outside forever.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
He won't want us
outside...somebody might see us.
                                                            

50.

Makin pulls his credit cards from his wallet.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Take out all your credit cards and
IDs.
                                                            
Duman, Abbud, and Rafi take out their IDs and credit cards.
Makin throws his cards into the fire. The other three throw
their cards into the fire.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
We don't exist anymore.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
Wafa drives while Becky rides shotgun. Countless American
flags wave in front of homes, shops and other buildings.
                                                            
Wafa sees Hispanic Man selling oranges on the street corner.
Hispanic Man holds out a bag of oranges toward Wafa. Wafa
ignores him.
                                                            
Wafa enters onto a highway and signals to change lanes. A
driver motions for her to merge ahead. Other courteous
drivers let Wafa easily merge farther out onto the highway.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I wish drivers were like this all
the time.
                                                            
 
INT. AL JENSON'S HOUSE - DAY
                                                            
Al Jensen sleeps. His phone RINGS.
                                                            
INTERCUT - PHONE CONVERSATION WAFA/AL
                                                            
                       AL
Hello.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
Becky scopes out Al's house.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Mr. Al Jensen?
                                                            
                       AL
Yeah. Who's this?
                                                            

51.

                       WAFA
Agent Wafa Ali with the Federal
Bureau of Investigation. A while
back you saw some Middle Eastern
men on a flight and--
                                                            
Al sits up.
                                                            
                       AL
Were they involved with
Nine-eleven?
                                                            
                       WAFA
We'd like to talk to you about
that.
                                                            
                       AL
I'll get dressed and come right
over.
                                                            
                       WAFA
We're in front of your house.
                                                            
Al looks out his bedroom window. He sees the two agents in
front of Wafa's car.
                                                            
                       AL
How'd you know where I live?
                                                            
                       WAFA (V.O.)
We're the F.B.I.
                                                            
 
EXT. AL JENSON'S HOUSE - DAY
                                                            
Al stands in the doorway. Wafa and Becky move down the
front steps.
                                                            
                       AL
Sorry I couldn't be of more help.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - TOM'S OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
Tom has a phone to his ear.
                                                            
                       TOM
No, I'll come to you. I don't
want this getting out.
                                                            
 

52.

EXT. POTOMAC RIVER - DAY
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi wait on the riverbank in
soccer outfits. Makin and Duman have shaved heads and wear
sunglasses. Abbud and Rafi sport wigs and ball caps.
                                                            
Residual smoke still rises from The Pentagon in the
background. A giant American flag covers the hole in the
side of The Pentagon.
                                                            
Amr approaches in a soccer outfit. A net bag containing
several soccer balls is draped over a shoulder.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
I didn't know we were part of a
larger group.
                                                            
                       AMR
No one did. You'll get another
chance.
                                                            
They look at The Capitol Building in the distance.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
When?
                                                            
Amr sees two MEN in dark suits and sunglasses approach.
                                                            
                       AMR
Our next game is Tuesday.
                                                            
The two men in suits glance at the five as they walk past.
                                                            
                       AMR
I don't want any penalties.
                                                            
The two men continue on.
                                                            
                       DUMAN
How long do we have to wait?
                                                            
Amr pulls a soccer ball from the bag. He examines it
closely.
                                                            
                       AMR
I don't know.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
How will we contact you?
                                                            
Amr puts the soccer ball back into the bag. He pulls out a
different soccer ball and scrutinizes it. He hands the ball
to Makin.
                                                            

53.

                       AMR
There's a van waiting for you.
                                                            
The four men turn around. A MIDDLE EASTERN MAN stands next
to a van. Duman and Abbud lean in toward Amr.
                                                            
                       DUMAN
What about money?
                                                            
                       ABBUD
Where are we going to stay?
                                                            
Makin pulls Duman and Abbud back.
                                                            
                       AMR
It's on the soccer ball.
                                                            
Amr points to tiny writing in the stitching area between the
panels on the soccer ball.
                                                            
Amr leaves. The four head toward the van.
                                                            
Makin turns and sees Amr talking to four young MIDDLE
EASTERN MEN dressed in soccer outfits. He smiles when Amr
reaches into the his bag and hands a soccer ball to the men.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa approaches her apartment. She freezes and stands
aghast when she finds her front door has been spray painted
with the words "Terrorist" and "Go Home Sand Nigger."
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa quickly enters and immediately grabs a cleanser and
cloth from under the kitchen sink.
                                                            
Wafa sprays the cleanser on the words and scrubs with all
her might. She grows frustrated as the words barely fade.
                                                            
Wafa watches the TV play news of the planes crashing into
the World Trade Center and Palestinian women dancing
ecstatically in the streets.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Great. Make them hate us even
more.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Paul uses a roller to paint the front door.
                                                            

54.

                       PAUL
We're not all like this. Whoever
did this is an idiot.
                                                            
Wafa watches morosely as the TV plays news of desperate New
Yorkers in front of handmade poster boards. On the boards
are photos and descriptions of their missing loved ones.
                                                            
 
EXT. CAFE - DAY
                                                            
American flags greet patrons. Wafa and Paul head towards
the front door. Two MEN seated at a table spot Wafa wearing
her veil and whisper to each other. Wafa notices the two
men staring at her.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I had nothing to do with it!
                                                            
The embarrassed men quickly look away.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Let's go.
                                                            
She turns to leave.
                                                            
                       PAUL
I'm sure Iraqis always treated
Americans well in Iraq.
                                                            
Wafa freezes. Paul holds the front door open. Wafa sees
waitresses serving all races of people.
                                                            
Wafa stuffs her veil into her purse. The two enter the
cafe. HOSTESS (20), greets them.
                                                            
                       HOSTESS
Welcome!
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' MOTEL ROOM - DAY
                                                            
There is fingerprint powder throughout. The door opens. A
police officer guards the front door. Wafa and Becky put on
latex gloves as they enter.
                                                            
A glassy-eyed look comes over Becky as she scans the room.
                                                            
                       BECKY
I love it. We're standing right
where the terrorists were. Try to
take in what must've been going
through their minds.
                                                            

55.

Wafa closes her eyes. She opens her eyes.
                                                            
Wafa turns on the TV. The Weather Channel plays.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They watched The Weather Channel?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Lots of motels have The Weather
Channel come on when you first
turn on the TV.
                                                            
BATHROOM
                                                            
Wafa and Becky see lots of body hair on the floor and in the
sink. Wafa sees a puzzled look on Becky.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They want to be clean when they
enter heaven.
                                                            
                       BECKY
I got news for you. They're not
going to heaven.
                                                            
 
INT. MOTEL OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and MOTEL MANAGER (35), easygoing, carefree,
view hotel surveillance video.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You only use one tape?
                                                            
                       MOTEL MANAGER
Yup. Plays on a twenty-four-hour
loop.
                                                            
                       BECKY
What good does that do us? By the
time we view the tape it's already
been recorded over.
                                                            
                       MOTEL MANAGER
That's what the other agents said.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Stop being a jellyfish and use
more tapes.
                                                            

56.

                       WAFA
When someone turns on one of your
TVs, is it always on The Weather
Channel?
                                                            
                       MOTEL MANAGER
Nope. Last channel they watched.
                                                            
Wafa and Becky leave.
                                                            
 
EXT. MOTEL PARKING LOT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Becky stride toward their car.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Jellyfish?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Jellyfish go with the flow, do the
least amount of work. When do we
get paid, man?
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
Four silhouetted figures quickly enter, close the door, and
turn on the light.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
You gotta be kidding.
                                                            
Tent camping would be an upgrade. A scared rat races along
a baseboard and down a hole. The single room has four
futons, a tired tread mill, and an exhausted stationary
bike. Blackout blinds conceal all the windows.
                                                            
The four make their way to the kitchen which has a small,
dusty table and four chairs. On the table are a couple of
keys, an envelope, and a deck of playing cards.
                                                            
Makin rips open the envelope. He pulls out a letter and
some bills. He reads the letter aloud.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
You must hide here until you get
your orders.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
C'mon.
                                                            

57.

                       MAKIN
The cabinets are full, so you
don't have to go to the store.
                                                            
Rafi opens several kitchen cabinets that are fully stocked.
                                                            
                       RAFI
This won't last.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Keep the door locked. No one
leaves the apartment. Do not let
anyone in.
                                                            
Duman opens the envelope to see if anything else is inside.
He fans out the bills. Makin yanks the bills from him.
                                                            
 
INT. DULLES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Passengers wait at the gate for their flight. Four Middle
Eastern men including SALAH BABA (30), confident, crafty,
place small carpets on the ground. They kneel down to pray.
Nervous passengers watch the four men.
                                                            
A few passengers, including AIRLINE PASSENGER (40), speak to
GATE FLIGHT ATTENDANT (30).
                                                            
                       AIRLINE PASSENGER
There are four Middle Eastern men
praying over there.
                                                            
Gate Flight Attendant sees the four men.
                                                            
                       GATE FLIGHT ATTENDANT
I'll get someone.
                                                            
Gate Flight Attendant picks up a phone.
                                                            
AIRPORT SECURITY ROOM
                                                            
The four Middle Eastern men are seated at a table. Wafa and
Becky circle the men as other agents look on.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why pray at an airport?
                                                            
                       SALAH
Why not? It's a free country.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You could've picked somewhere
else.
                                                            

58.

                       SALAH
You are a traitor to your people.
                                                            
Wafa gets in Salah's face.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You give Islam a bad name!
                                                            
Salah spits on Wafa. Wafa's eyes could burn down the place.
She lunges at Salah. Becky uses every ounce of energy to
hold back HYPERVENTILATING Wafa. Other agents help
constrain Wafa.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Salah and the three other men smirk at Wafa as they exit
with their attorneys. Wafa stands dejectedly in a corner.
                                                            
                       WAFA
So they just walk out of here?
                                                            
                       BECKY
We can't hold them. We got
someone tailing them.
                                                            
 
INT. BECKY'S CAR - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa and Becky eat potato chips and drink cokes while they
stake out a house. Wafa is not wearing a head scarf.
                                                            
Becky uses binoculars to view the house.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They're waiting for the right time
to strike...probably hiding in a
city with lots of Muslims.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Nothing came back on these guys.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I don't think they're terrorists.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Probably just trying to start
something.
                                                            
Becky pulls lipstick from a cosmetics bag.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Try this.
                                                            

59.

Becky hands the lipstick to Wafa who stares at it.
                                                            
Becky glides the lipstick across Wafa's lips. Wafa opens
her visor vanity mirror which turns on its light and admires
herself. Becky quickly shuts it and looks at the house to
see if anyone noticed.
                                                            
                       BECKY
You're still alive.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Who's right?
                                                            
                       BECKY
About what?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Americans killing Middle
Easterners, Middle Easterners
killing Americans.
                                                            
Becky can't believe what she's hearing.
                                                            
                       BECKY
You mean Americans killing
terrorists, terrorists killing
innocent people?
                                                            
                       WAFA
The terrorists don't think what
they're doing is bad.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Because they're nuts.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I knew some. They're not all
nuts. The Iraqi government told
them a bunch of propaganda.
                                                            
                       BECKY
We gotta shut down all the madrasa
schools.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Why?
                                                            
                       BECKY
It's like an overflowing bathtub.
The water pouring out of the
faucet is the madrasa schools
brainwashing new terrorists. Until
we shut them down, we'll never get
            (MORE)

60.

                       BECKY (cont'd)
a handle on terrorism.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Is it the terrorists' fault they
were lied to and brainwashed?
                                                            
                       BECKY
I don't know. We just get them.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You mean kill them.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Yeah, before they kill us.
                                                            
 
EXT. THE PENTAGON - DAY
                                                            
A large American flag waves at the entrance.
                                                            
 
INT. PENTAGON - LT. COL. SEAN WALTERS OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
The immaculate office is decorated with numerous military
portraits. A massive, highly polished desk separates Tom
from LIEUTENANT COLONEL SEAN WALTERS (55), reassuring,
sophisticated.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
Why do you suspect she's a double?
                                                            
                       TOM
She's got a sixth, seventh, and
eighth sense of what the hell the
terrorists are going to do, but we
can never catch them.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
Why do you think that is?
                                                            
                       TOM
My guess is she's trying to
convince us she's an F.B.I. agent.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
But you're not buying it.
                                                            
                       TOM
No.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
She's playing both sides?
                                                            

61.

                       TOM
I'd bet my last dollar.
                                                            
Lieutenant Colonel Walters gets up and walks Tom to the
door.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
We'll make this priority one, Tom.
                                                            
                       TOM
Thank you, sir.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa wears a low-cut blouse as she applies makeup in front
of a mirror. She admires herself.
                                                            
On one side on her dresser are her worn family photo, The
Quran, and a veil. On the other side is her F.B.I. badge,
gun, and makeup. Wafa stares at the veil. She places it in
the bottom drawer.
                                                            
Wafa opens her closet exposing one side containing blue
jeans and t-shirts, while the other side has Middle Eastern
clothing.
                                                            
Something in the back of the closet catches her eye. She
reaches in and pulls out the bag given to her at her
naturalization ceremony.
                                                            
Wafa takes out her U.S. passport, Certificate of
Naturalization, and the American flag from the bag. She
places the items on the dresser next to her badge, gun, and
makeup.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa pokes her head out the door. She takes a couple steps
outside before spotting a neighbor. She darts back inside
and closes the door.
                                                            
Wafa pops her head outside and looks around. She locks her
front door. She holds the top of her blouse closed with a
tight fist to not expose any skin.
                                                            
 
EXT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
PIZZA DELIVERY BOY (18), skateboarder, approaches the front
door with pizza boxes. He KNOCKS on the door.
                                                            

62.

                       PIZZA DELIVERY BOY
Pizza delivery!
                                                            
An envelope appears from under the door. Pizza Delivery Boy
picks up the envelope and sets the pizza boxes down. He
counts the money as he walks off.
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Rafi holds a gun as he looks through the peephole. He
quickly opens the door, picks up the pizza boxes, closes and
locks the door.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
Wafa approaches an intersection. She sees Hispanic Man
selling oranges. She pulls to the side of the road in front
of Hispanic Man.
                                                            
 
EXT. WAFA'S CAR - DAY
                                                            
Hispanic Man eagerly loads all his bags of oranges into
Wafa's car. Wafa hands bills to Hispanic Man who grins.
                                                            
 
INT. FOOD BANK - DAY
                                                            
Wafa hands out oranges to homeless people.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
INTEL ROOM
                                                            
Wafa watches AGENTS add information to the whiteboards.
                                                            
A whiteboard reads: CLEAR SKY DAYS WASH./N.Y. An AGENT
reads from a sheet of paper and writes in dates in the
WASH./N.Y. columns.
                                                            
                       WAFA
There's too many clear days to
keep track of.
                                                            
Tom sneaks up from behind.
                                                            
                       TOM
We gotta follow every lead.
                                                            

63.

                       WAFA
They could just get an
instrument-rated pilot.
                                                            
                       TOM
It'd take too long. They'll stay
with what worked...clear days.
                                                            
Wafa walks away.
                                                            
Another whiteboard reads: SMALL PLANE SALES. An agent reads
from a sheet of paper. The agent writes on the whiteboard.
Tom appears next to Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They're buying small planes.
                                                            
                       TOM
There's no real increase in sales.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They don't need many...probably
not even registering them.
                                                            
                       TOM
They'll stay with commercial
planes.
                                                            
An agitated Wafa watches Tom stride off.
                                                            
 
INT. PAUL'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa and Paul watch a movie on the couch. Paul has his arm
around Wafa. An antsy Wafa can't sit still.
                                                            
                       PAUL
Quit worrying. You'll find them.
                                                            
Wafa throws Paul's arm off and springs to her feet.
                                                            
                       WAFA
You don't understand!
                                                            
                       PAUL
What don't I understand?
                                                            
                       WAFA
They give Muslims a bad name!
We're not all bad!
                                                            
                       PAUL
That can be said about anybody.
                                                            

64.

                       WAFA
Americans hate us!
                                                            
                       PAUL
Americans don't hate you.
Americans and Russians haven't
always gotten along. I don't hate
Russians. I figure they're just
like us...raising families, trying
to put food on the table.
                                                            
Wafa considers this.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They'll hide as long as it takes.
                                                            
                       PAUL
They'll make a mistake.
                                                            
                       WAFA
What if they don't?
                                                            
                       PAUL
Then the next time we'll hear from
them is when they attack.
                                                            
                       WAFA
And everyone will hate Muslims.
                                                            
Wafa heads to the front door. Paul follows her.
                                                            
Paul uses the door to corner her. She turns in time to
receive a long kiss.
                                                            
Paul lifts Wafa from under her buttocks who wraps her legs
around his waist. They kiss passionately as Paul carries
her toward the bedroom.
                                                            
As they cross the bedroom threshold, Wafa grabs hold of each
side of the door frame, stopping Paul.
                                                            
                       PAUL
God is watching?
                                                            
Wafa nods. Paul lets her down. They walk back to the front
door.
                                                            
Paul hugs Wafa tightly. They kiss. Wafa slowly slides his
arms off.
                                                            
                       PAUL
This will never work, will it?
                                                            

65.

                       WAFA
I'm sorry, Paul. I've gotta catch
'em.
                                                            
Paul watches Wafa leave.
                                                            
 
INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY
                                                            
The Weather Channel plays on the TV. Wafa's open suitcase
is on the bed with several items surrounding it. Her cell
phone is to her ear.
                                                            
                       VOICE (V.O.)
I show flight twenty-three is on
time.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Great. Thanks.
                                                            
She freezes.
                                                            
                       VOICE (V.O.)
Will that be all? Will that be
all, ma'am?
                                                            
                       WAFA
Yeah...thanks.
                                                            
Wafa hurriedly punches numbers on her cell phone.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Becky, is there a way to find out
if someone checked the departure
times of the five planes?
                                                            
Wafa hastily throws the rest of the items into her suitcase.
                                                            
                       WAFA
To see if someone was making sure
the planes were leaving on time.
                                                            
She zips the suitcase closed.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Great!
                                                            
Wafa rushes out the door with her suitcase.
                                                            
 
INT. INTERNET CAFE - DAY
                                                            

66.

SUPER - DEARBORN, MICHIGAN
                                                            
INTERNET CAFE WORKER (20), skateboarder, even-tempered, mans
the counter across from Wafa.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Someone used one of your computers
to check flight information on the
Nine-eleven planes. I'll need to
investigate.
                                                            
                       INTERNET CAFE WORKER
Do you have a search warrant?
                                                            
Wafa irately takes out her cell phone and punches numbers.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They want a search warrant.
                                                            
                       BECKY (V.O.)
Wafa, I've got Tom here. I'll put
you on speaker.
                                                            
                       TOM (V.O.)
We'll get one.
                                                            
                       WAFA
We're wasting time!
                                                            
                       TOM (V.O.)
We'll get one!
                                                            
                       WAFA
This is ridiculous!
                                                            
                       TOM (V.O.)
Would you rather we do it like the
Iraqi police and burst into homes
without a reason?
                                                            
                       BECKY (V.O.)
We can't jeopardize the case,
Wafa.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
The computer area is roped off with yellow police tape and
swarming with agents.
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, Tom, and other F.B.I. agents watch COMPUTER
AGENT type on a laptop connected to sophisticated electronic
devices. The cursor arrow is pointed on the INTERNET HISTORY
link.
                                                            

67.

                       BECKY
      (To Wafa)
Good call about them hiding in a
city with Muslims.
                                                            
A photo of Amr Muhammed with his physical description pops
up on the screen. The laptop screen flashes "AMR MUHAMMED."
Wafa excitedly pumps her fist into the air.
                                                            
ON MONITOR
                                                            
AMR MUHAMMED: TOP RECRUITER OF TERRORISTS IN AL KAZIMIYAH,
IRAQ (NORTHERN BAGHDAD REGION)...
                                                            
Wafa goes from ecstatic to haunted. She looks around to see
if anyone notices.
                                                            
 
EXT. CAFE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Becky tap on their laptop keyboards. Several
mugshot photos of Amr, Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi are on
the café table. They scan the passersby on the sidewalk.
                                                            
Wafa glances up at a worker on a ladder. The worker
installs a surveillance camera twenty feet high on a brick
building. He covers the camera with a black, decorative
ball. Becky's cell phone RINGS.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Agent Dunn. Yeah. They may have
gone to Canada, but Wafa doubts
it. Figures. Yeah, probably gone
C and H on us. Okay.
                                                            
She closes her phone.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Amr Muhammed went dark.
                                                            
She sees Wafa doesn't understand.
                                                            
                       BECKY
He hasn't used a credit card or
anything since Nine-eleven.
                                                            
                       WAFA
C and H?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Cash and Hole. They're paying
cash for everything and staying
hidden in their hole.
                                                            

68.

                       WAFA
Now what?
                                                            
                       BECKY
We scour Dearborn and hope our
cameras get a hit.
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi play cards at the kitchen
table. KNOCKING at the door.
                                                            
Makin slowly rises from his chair. He pulls a gun from a
kitchen drawer.
                                                            
Rafi checks the peephole, unlocks and opens the door. Amr
enters with the board games Sorry!, Trouble, Monopoly, and
several grocery bags.
                                                            
Rafi locks the door and excitedly takes the board games from
Amr.
                                                            
                       RAFI
Any word?
                                                            
Duman and Abbud help Amr with the groceries. They pull
canned goods from the bags.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
Same crap!
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Abbud!
                                                            
                       DUMAN
How 'bout something new?
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Duman!
                                                            
                       AMR
They killed your brothers in Iraq
and you're crying about the food?
                                                            
Duman and Abbud could fit inside a AAA battery.
                                                            
                       RAFI
How much longer do we have to
wait?
                                                            
                       AMR
Until the right conditions.
                                                            

69.

                       ABBUD
We've been waiting for the right
conditions.
                                                            
                       AMR
Keep waiting. Allah will reward
you.
                                                            
 
EXT. USED TRUCK LOT - NIGHT
                                                            
A truck's headlights go out as it pulls to the locked front
gates. Several MIDDLE EASTERN MEN hop out. One of them uses
bolt cutters to chop a chain. Others pull open the gates.
The men hustle in.
                                                            
The SOUND of ENGINES starting.
                                                            
Several delivery trucks zip through the gates with
headlights off.
                                                            
 
INT. AIRPORT HANGAR - DAY
                                                            
Amr checks out a small Cessna plane with owner ROBERT
MALONEY (60), desperate, shady.
                                                            
                       ROBERT
You been flying long?
                                                            
                       AMR
How much?
                                                            
                       ROBERT
Thirty-five...but I'd take
thirty-two.
                                                            
Amr points at another plane.
                                                            
                       AMR
That one?
                                                            
                       ROBERT
That one? I gotta get thirty-five
for that one.
                                                            
Amr writes on a form.
                                                            
                       AMR
Fifty for both.
                                                            
Amr offers the papers and pen to Robert. Robert slowly
takes the pen from Amr and signs the papers.
                                                            
 

70.

EXT. AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Several small planes are lined up in front of hangars. Amr
and a SKETCHY MAN shake hands.
                                                            
 
EXT. OUTDOOR MARKET - DAY
                                                            
Chickens gently sway from steel canopy poles. Hundreds of
Middle Eastern vendors sell fruits and vegetables.
                                                            
Wafa shows photos of Amr, Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi to
shoppers and vendors. The people shake their heads.
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Rafi collects empty pizza boxes stacked in a corner. He
places the boxes in large trash bags.
                                                            
Amr, Makin, Duman, and Abbud face a TV. Makin and Abbud work
joysticks. Amr files his nails.
                                                            
                       AMR
Up, Makin! Up!
                                                            
Makin works the joystick faster. A flight simulator video
plays on the TV.
                                                            
Amr hands an envelope to Makin.
                                                            
                       AMR
It's not so much this month.
                                                            
Amr collects the trash bags and heads to the door.
                                                            
                       AMR
Next month will be more, God
willing.
                                                            
Amr leaves.
                                                            
Duman, Abbud, and Rafi huddle around Makin as he opens the
envelope. Makin pulls out the few bills. Rafi checks the
envelope. He crumples it up and heaves it at the door.
                                                            
                       RAFI
This is crazy!
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Shut up, Rafi!
                                                            

71.

                       RAFI
Why come to Dearborn to blend in
if we can't go outside?
                                                            
                       MAKIN
What part of you don't exist
anymore don't you understand? We
stay inside until we do the job.
                                                            
                       RAFI
There is no job!
                                                            
Rafi hops onto the stationary bike and spins away.
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - NIGHT
                                                            
The four men sleep. Rafi wakes up. He sees everyone is
asleep. He slips out of bed already dressed. He quietly
unlocks the door and sneaks out into the darkness.
                                                            
 
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
                                                            
Rafi constantly checks over his shoulder as he walks along a
street lined with Middle Eastern restaurants and cafes. Men
sip tea and smoke hookah water pipes.
                                                            
A tiny, red light blinks inside the decorative, black ball
on the brick building.
                                                            
Automatic zoom in on Rafi's face as he approaches. Freeze
frame of his face. The SHUTTER SOUND of a camera.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - SECURITY SURVEILLANCE ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Several agents man row after row of computers in a large,
amphitheater-style room.
                                                            
A massive wall is covered with numerous TV monitors. Each
monitor shows an iconic city street, landmark, or building.
Pedestrians and cars are constantly zoomed in on.
                                                            
An ALARM BLARES. One of the monitors blinks rapidly. On
the monitor is a close up of Rafi walking the city street.
                                                            
 
INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa lies in bed reading her U.S. Citizenship study guide.
The TV is tuned to The Weather Channel.
                                                            

72.

Wafa's cell phone RINGS.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Agent Ali.
                                                            
                       BECKY (V.O.)
We got facial recognition of Rafi
Raad walking the
thirty-five-hundred block of Main
Street!
                                                            
Wafa springs out of bed and disrobes.
                                                            
                       BECKY (V.O.)
Suspect is wearing a black T-shirt
and blue jeans!
                                                            
Wafa throws on her clothes.
                                                            
                       WAFA
Any others with him?
                                                            
                       BECKY (V.O.)
No.
                                                            
Wafa grabs her keys and cell phone, and dashes out the door.
                                                            
 
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
                                                            
Wafa races along the restaurants and shops. She looks in
every window as she passes.
                                                            
She shows a restaurant hostess Rafi's photo. The hostess
shakes her head.
                                                            
She shows a photo of Rafi to vendors and passersby who
ignore her. A few look at the photo and shake their heads.
                                                            
Wafa sees a Caucasin couple holding hands as they stroll
down the street. On the opposite side of the street Wafa
watches a MIDDLE EASTERN MAN YELL and shake his fist at a
WOMAN IN MUSLIM CLOTHING.
                                                            
Wafa slows when she sees several sketchy Middle Eastern men
loitering in front of a mosque. She sees several white
people laughing across the street at a restaurant. Wafa
crosses the street toward the white people.
                                                            
 

73.

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY
                                                            
Wafa and Becky sip coffee at an outdoor cafe. Wafa's
bloodshot eyes scan the passersby. She notices Middle
Eastern men driving the cars while the women sit in the
backseat.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Was anyone else killed besides
your parents and brother?
                                                            
                       WAFA
No.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Did the U.S. ever apologize?
                                                            
                       WAFA
No...I never heard anything.
                                                            
                       BECKY
The pilots must've plugged in the
wrong coordinates, or something.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I guess.
                                                            
                       BECKY
What were your parents and brother
like?
                                                            
Wafa gets up and exits onto the sidewalk.
                                                            
                       WAFA
How many agents have they brought
in?
                                                            
                       BECKY
Plenty. Get some sleep.
                                                            
Becky watches Wafa show the photos of Amr, Rafi, and the
others as she heads down the street.
                                                            
Wafa spots a mannequin wearing Muslim clothing in a display
window of a women's clothing store. She enters the store.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Wafa exits the clothing store in full Muslim clothing.
                                                            
Middle Eastern people crowd the restaurant-lined street.
                                                            

74.

Wafa shows the photos of the terrorists to pedestrians. The
people look at the photos more closely than before.
                                                            
Two Middle Eastern men, NIBAL NUSRAT (23), slick, crafty,
and SIRHAN ANWAR (24), nervous, attentive, study Wafa. They
close in on the F.B.I. agent.
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan peer over Wafa's shoulders.
                                                            
                       WAFA
      (In Arabic)
Have you seen these men?
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan are stunned to see the photos of Amr,
Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi.
                                                            
                       WAFA
      (In Arabic)
This man was seen here last night.
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan slip away.
                                                            
Wafa studies a girl on a skateboard holding a pizza box in
one hand and eating a slice of pizza with the other. She
sees a nearby pizza shop.
                                                            
Pizza Delivery Boy exits the pizza shop with pizza boxes.
Wafa focuses on Pizza Delivery boy who places the boxes in a
special container on his scooter. He rides off.
                                                            
Becky sees Wafa dart into the pizza shop. She sprints
toward the pizza shop.
                                                            
 
INT. AMR'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
The shades are down on all the windows. Stacks of books
pertaining to weather, tornadoes, and hurricanes are on a
coffee table.
                                                            
Amr trims his nails as he studies a U.S. wall map. The
Weather Channel plays on the TV.
                                                            
CHEF (55), white chef's outfit, an almost identical twin to
Amr, prepares a meal.
                                                            
KNOCKING. Amr signals to Chef to be quiet.
                                                            
Amr sneaks up to the door with a large knife. He looks
through the peephole. He opens the door. Nibal and Sirhan
enter excitedly using gesticulations. Amr SLAMS his fist
against the wall. The three men leave.
                                                            
 

75.

INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Makin checks the peephole and opens the door. Amr, Nibal,
and Sirhan BURST in. Amr heads straight toward Rafi. He
shoves Rafi into the cardboard table. Chess pieces fly. Amr
punches Rafi repeatedly in the head and stomach.
                                                            
Amr puts a knife to Rafi's throat. Fear fills Rafi's eyes.
                                                            
                       RAFI
No! Don't!
                                                            
                       AMR
You infidel! I oughta kill you!
                                                            
Amr releases Rafi.
                                                            
 
EXT. PIZZA STORE - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and Pizza Delivery Boy exit quickly carrying
pizza boxes. They get into a car.
                                                            
 
EXT. STREET - DAY
                                                            
Several cars quickly pull to the curb. Wafa, Becky, and
Pizza Delivery Boy exit a car. A sea of armed agents flow
out of the other vehicles.
                                                            
 
EXT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and the other agents hide nearby. Pizza
Delivery Boy nervously KNOCKS on the front door.
                                                            
                       PIZZA DELIVERY BOY
Pizza delivery!
                                                            
He looks down at the ground in front of the door. He looks
at Becky who motions for him to knock again. He KNOCKS.
                                                            
                       PIZZA DELIVERY BOY
Pizza delivery!
                                                            
Pizza Delivery Boy walks off with the pizzas. Wafa and the
other agents come out of hiding. Becky stands off to the
side as she BANGS on the door.
                                                            
                       BECKY
F.B.I.! Open up!
                                                            

76.

Wafa nudges Becky aside. She KICKS open the door
splintering the door frame.
                                                            
 
INT. TERRORISTS' APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
The agents burst in with guns drawn.
                                                            
                       WAFA
F.B.I.! Show me your hands!
                                                            
Agents check the bathroom. The place is empty except for
discarded Chinese takeout and pizza boxes.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and the other agents comb through and
fingerprint the vacant apartment.
                                                            
Wafa examines a wall map of the United States. She looks
over at the TV.
                                                            
Wafa turns on the TV and The Weather Channel comes on.
                                                            
 
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
Nibal drives a step van into a warehouse. Amr immediately
pushes a button and the bay door closes. He padlocks the
door.
                                                            
Nibal, Sirhan, Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi exit the step
van. Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi grin as they cast their
eyes all around.
                                                            
Numerous Middle Eastern men mask off several delivery
trucks. Nearby, several men spray paint delivery trucks
brown. Other men place delivery company logo decals on
newly painted trucks.
                                                            
Several U.S. postal delivery trucks, utility bucket trucks,
dump trucks, and a tanker truck are parked nearby.
                                                            
In a separate corner, men use paddles to mix chemicals in
large vats. A man pours a large bag of chemicals into a
vat.
                                                            
In assembly line fashion, men carefully combine the mixture
with other chemicals and fertilizers. They cautiously place
the finished product into bucket containers. They stack the
containers against a wall.
                                                            

77.

LATER
                                                            
Cases of canned goods, tea, coffee, and bottled water are
stacked high against a wall. The men use microwaves to heat
their meals. Others eat while glued to The Weather Channel.
                                                            
                       WEATHER CHANNEL NEWSCASTER
      (On TV)
Beautiful weather for much of the
country tomorrow.
                                                            
GROANING.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
Damn it.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
Several Middle Eastern men, including Makin, Duman, Abbud,
and Rafi, sleep on the floor in sleeping bags. Amr counts
the men and marks a sheet attached to a clipboard.
                                                            
 
EXT. DESERT AIRPORT - DAY
                                                            
Tumbleweeds blow across a dirt runway near an abandoned
hangar with filthy, broken windows.
                                                            
Amr holds a two-way radio to his mouth. He watches two
Cessnas approach the runway.
                                                            
                       AMR
Easy. That's it.
                                                            
One of the Cessnas touches down on the runway.
                                                            
                       AMR
Up.
                                                            
The plane takes off.
                                                            
The second plane bounces off the ground several times.
                                                            
                       AMR
Don't animal it! Take it up!
                                                            
The plane takes off.
                                                            
                       AMR
Just touch the ground and take
off!
                                                            
The planes approach the runway.
                                                            

78.

                       AMR
Easy. Easy.
                                                            
They touch the ground before taking off again.
                                                            
                       AMR
Good.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
The two planes taxi into the airport hangar. In one plane
are Makin and Abbud. In the other plane are Duman and Rafi.
                                                            
Amr locks up the hangar. They get into a van and drive off.
                                                            
 
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
The terrorists eat while watching The Weather Channel.
                                                            
                       WEATHER CHANNEL NEWSCASTER
Absolutely gorgeous weather for
much of the country tomorrow.
                                                            
GROANING.
                                                            
                       ABBUD
This is never going to happen.
                                                            
                       AMR
Don't say that! Allah will help
us defeat the infidels.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - TOM'S OFFICE - NIGHT
                                                            
It's narcissus heaven with every square inch of the walls
covered with awards and framed photos of Tom with VIPs.
                                                            
Tom punches keys on his computer.
                                                            
ON COMPUTER
                                                            
Amr Muhammed's mugshot and information pops up.
                                                            
AMR MUHAMMED, TOP RECRUITER OF TERRORISTS, AL KAZIMIYAH
(NORTHERN BAGHDAD REGION), IRAQ...
                                                            
Tom TAPS keys.
                                                            
ON COMPUTER
                                                            
Wafa's mugshot and information pops up.
                                                            

79.

WAFA AHMED ALI, BORN: July 10, 1971, AL KAZIMIYAH, (NORTHERN
BAGHDAD REGION), IRAQ...
                                                            
Tom stares at the words "AL KAZIMIYAH." Something occurs to
him. He quickly TAPS keys before clicking the mouse.
                                                            
ON COMPUTER
                                                            
AMR MUHAMMED, TOP RECRUITER OF TERRORISTS, AL KAZIMIYAH
(NORTHERN BAGHDAD REGION), IRAQ...
                                                            
Tom stares at the words "TOP RECRUITER OF TERRORISTS, AL
KAZIMIYAH."
                                                            
 
INT. WAREHOUSE - AMR'S OFFICE - NIGHT
                                                            
The U.S. wall maps are heavily marked. Amr eats a TV dinner
as he watches The Weather Channel.
                                                            
                       WEATHER CHANNEL NEWSCASTER (V.O.)
Let's go to Doctor McCormick in
the Extreme Weather Center.
                                                            
DR. JOSEPH MCCORMICK (60), informative, analytical, points
at a U.S. weather map.
                                                            
                       DR. MCCORMICK
Next week is going to be extremely
nasty.
                                                            
Amr stops chewing his food.
                                                            
TV ROOM
                                                            
The terrorists are glued to the TV.
                                                            
                       DR. MCCORMICK
Hurricanes, tornadoes, and a good
chance for Santa Ana winds out
west.
                                                            
                       DUMAN
Yes!
                                                            
The terrorists CHEER.
                                                            
                       RAFI
Finally!
                                                            

80.

AMR'S OFFICE
                                                            
Amr heads to a large wall map of the United States. Excited
terrorists rush in.
                                                            
Black marker arrows point at several U.S. cities. Amr writes
"MAKIN'S GROUP" on the arrow pointing at Los Angeles. He
writes other group names on the other arrows.
                                                            
 
INT. LT. COL. SEAN WALTERS OFFICE - DAY
                                                            
Tom and Lt. Col. Walters go over two open manila folders.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
These are the before and after
bombing photos of her home.
                                                            
Tom studies the photos.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
A couple things caught my eye.
First, smart bombs rarely miss
their target. You basically put
the laser on the target and it
hits it. Second--
                                                            
                       TOM
It's isolated.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
Right. If we were going after a
nearby target, that'd be one
thing.
                                                            
                       TOM
There's nothing near it.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
Look at the damage. That's a
direct hit.
                                                            
                       TOM
She set that whole thing up about
saving the soldiers from an I.E.D.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
Maybe.
                                                            
                       TOM
They get her over here knowing
that the F.B.I. needs translators.
                                                            

81.

                       LT. COL. WALTERS
One other thing. We didn't pay
her any diyya.
                                                            
The lieutenant sees that Tom doesn't understand.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
We didn't pay her any blood money
for killing her family.
                                                            
                       TOM
So.
                                                            
                       LT. COL. WALTERS
If it's black we pay. If it's
white we don't pay. If it's gray,
if there's any question whether
the U.S. accidentally killed an
innocent person, we always pay.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - TOM'S OFFICE - NIGHT
                                                            
Tom sits in his throne of a chair. Becky stands on the
other side of his huge, mahogany desk.
                                                            
                       TOM (O.S.)
The Iraqi government sent her
here.
                                                            
                       BECKY (O.S.)
You have no proof.
                                                            
                       TOM
She always knows what the
terrorists are going to do.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Because she grew up in the Middle
East.
                                                            
                       TOM
Because she grew up in a family of
terrorists.
                                                            
                       BECKY
C'mon!
                                                            
                       TOM
She drove that smoke pot hoping to
get pulled over. Nice guy cop
comes along, feels sorry for her,
gets her a job at the F.B.I.
                                                            

82.

                       BECKY
Ridiculous.
                                                            
                       TOM
They know D.C. cops have
connections to the F.B.I. I
wouldn't be surprised if the cop's
in on it.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Bull!
                                                            
                       TOM
They knew she'd be an easy convert
'cause we killed her family.
                                                            
                       BECKY
The State Department trusted her
enough to get her a special visa.
                                                            
                       TOM
They give visas to anyone who
cries them a river.
                                                            
                       BECKY
The soldiers told us she didn't
want to come here, that it was
like pulling teeth.
                                                            
                       TOM
That made us want her even more.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Playing hard to get? She's not a
double.
                                                            
                       TOM
Bull! She Trojan-horsed her way in
here. We're getting rid of her.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
ROOM BEHIND A ONE-WAY MIRROR
                                                            
Several agents watch through a one-way mirror as Tom and
Becky question Wafa in a brightly lit room. A video camera
on a tripod records the interrogation.
                                                            
                       TOM (V.O.)
Smart bombs don't just go off
course and hit houses!
                                                            

83.

                       BECKY (V.O.)
It was a clear day, Wafa.
                                                            
                       TOM (V.O.)
They couldn't have goofed up!
                                                            
INTERROGATION ROOM
                                                            
Becky opens the file with the before and after bombing
photos of Wafa's house. Wafa calmly stares at the photos.
                                                            
                       BECKY
They had the right house, didn't
they?
                                                            
                       TOM
This whole thing was so you could
get inside the F.B.I.!
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why did they bomb your place,
Wafa?
                                                            
                       TOM
Why did they bomb your place?
                                                            
                       WAFA
I was too embarrassed.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Embarrassed of what?
                                                            
Wafa has a far-off look.
                                                            
                       WAFA
I tried to block it out...like
they weren't part of my life.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Who? Block what out?
                                                            
                       WAFA
My family.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why block them out?
                                                            
Wafa takes an eternity to answer.
                                                            
                       WAFA
They were terrorists.
                                                            
Becky is stunned.
                                                            

84.

                       TOM
And so are you.
                                                            
                       WAFA
No. I tried to get them to change,
but they were in too deep.
                                                            
                       BECKY
What did they do...as terrorists?
                                                            
                       WAFA
They set off a bomb at an outdoor
marketplace...killed seventeen
people. When the rescuers came, a
second bomb killed eleven more.
                                                            
                       BECKY
How did you find out about your
family?
                                                            
                       WAFA
When I visited my brother in the
hospital. He lost some
fingers...making a bomb.
                                                            
                       TOM
You're suspended. Give me your
badge and gun.
                                                            
He extends his hand.
                                                            
                       BECKY
It's procedure, Wafa.
                                                            
Wafa hands Becky her badge and gun.
                                                            
                       WAFA
It's American rules.
                                                            
                       TOM
Would you rather we do it like you
animals in the Middle
East...corrupt and no justice? We
don't need you anymore.
                                                            
Tom leaves. Two agents enter.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why didn't you tell us?
                                                            

85.

                       WAFA
I guess I was hoping to make up
for my family by catching the
terrorists and Amr Muhammed.
                                                            
                       BECKY
Why Amr Muhammed?
                                                            
                       WAFA
He recruited my family.
                                                            
Becky is surprised.
                                                            
The two agents escort Wafa out.
                                                            
 
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
Jovial Middle Eastern men load the bucket containers filled
with explosives into the delivery and utility trucks.
                                                            
Amr watches Makin, Duman, Abbud, and Rafi get into a step
van. The men excitedly pump their fists out the windows.
                                                            
                       MAKIN
Allah Akbar!
                                                            
                       DUMAN
Allah Akbar!
                                                            
                       ABBUD
Allah Akbar!
                                                            
Amr pushes a button. The bay door rolls up. The step van
leaves. Amr pushes a button. The bay door closes.
                                                            
 
INT. WAFA'S APARTMENT - DAY
                                                            
Wafa, Becky, and Tom watch as F.B.I. agents wearing latex
gloves turn Wafa's apartment upside down looking for clues.
                                                            
Agents place items in clear bags marked "EVIDENCE." An
agent walks by with Wafa's computer.
                                                            
                       TOM
      (To Wafa)
Don't leave town.
                                                            
He exits with a grin.
                                                            
Agents march out with cardboard file boxes.
                                                            

86.

Becky looks back glumly at Wafa before she exits.
                                                            
Wafa looks over her ruined apartment. She snatches the
citizenship study guide off the coffee table and heaves it
across the room. It strikes the American flag, almost
knocking it over.
                                                            
Wafa looks out her window. She sees police officers in a
car staking out her place.
                                                            
She retrieves the study guide booklet and straightens the
American flag. She reads the booklet.
                                                            
 
INT. MUSEUM OF AMERICAN HISTORY - DAY
                                                            
Wafa browses the exhibits including the ruby red slippers
from "The Wizard of Oz." She notices TWO MEN IN SUITS
watching her.
                                                            
Wafa studies time line charts of The Emancipation
Proclamation and Women's Suffrage exhibits. The same two
men eye her.
                                                            
 
INT. NATIONAL ARCHIVES - DAY
                                                            
Wafa reads The Declaration of Independence. Two DIFFERENT
MEN IN SUITS observe her.
                                                            
 
EXT. HIGHWAY OVERPASS - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER - TORNADO ALLEY
                                                            
The wind HOWLS and the rain is relentless. A step van is
parked under a highway overpass. Rafi, dressed as a
construction worker, stays with the van as a lookout.
                                                            
Makin, Duman, and Abbud, also dressed as construction
workers, are under the overpass. They place the last of
several bombs under the overpass.
                                                            
They run down the concrete ramp to the highway. They hop
into the step van. The step van leaves.
                                                            
 
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                                                            
Several Middle Eastern men, including Nibal and Sirhan, load
their personal belongings into the trucks and step vans.
                                                            

87.

Amr waits by the bay door. He pushes a button. The bay
door rolls up.
                                                            
The caravan of vehicles rolls out.
                                                            
                       NIBAL NUSRAT
Allah Akbar!
                                                            
                       SIRHAN ANWAR
Allah Akbar!
                                                            
The last vehicle rolls out of the empty warehouse. Amr
pushes a button and steps outside. The bay door labors as it
creaks downward. The smell of trapped diesel fumes diffuses
in the darkness.
                                                            
 
EXT. HIGHWAY OVERPASS - NIGHT
                                                            
A utility truck with its headlights off is parked under the
overpass. A steady rain cascades off each side of the
overpass.
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan, dressed in construction outfits,
strategically place bombs under the overpass.
                                                            
A police car pulls over behind the utility truck.
                                                            
Nibal spots the patrol car. He taps Sirhan on the back.
Sirhan sees the patrol car. He covers a bomb with a box.
Nibal feels his gun in his waistband.
                                                            
A police officer, OFFICER JERRY STINES, 40, a mountain of a
man, well-respected, gets out of his patrol car. He sees
the two men under the bridge. He cups his hands to act as a
megaphone.
                                                            
                       OFFICER STINES
Hey!
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan feel their guns as they head down the
concrete ramp toward the officer.
                                                            
                       OFFICER STINES
Put your flashers on!
                                                            
                       SIRHAN ANWAR
Yes, officer.
                                                            
Sirhan jogs over to the utility truck.
                                                            
                       OFFICER STINES
What are you guys doing?
                                                            

88.

                       NIBAL NUSRAT
Checking for cracks, tightening a
few bolts.
                                                            
Nibal and Sirhan watch with bated breath as Officer Stines
strides to his car.
                                                            
Officer Stines hops into his car and drives off.
                                                            
 
INT. F.B.I. BUILDING - DAY
                                                            
CHATTER ROOM
                                                            
Becky and Tom burst in. Agents type as fast as humanly
possible. Tom and Becky lean over the agents' shoulders to
read their computer screens.
                                                            
                       BECKY
The chatter's off the charts.
                                                            
                       TOM
We should just blow up the whole
damn Middle East.
                                                            
INTEL ROOM
                                                            
Several agents scramble throughout the room which is
jam-packed with whiteboards.
                                                            
Becky and Tom frantically scan the whiteboards.
                                                            
Agents steadily add more information to the whiteboards.
                                                            
                       VOICE (O.S.)
We're out of space!
                                                            
                       TOM
Write on the damn walls!
                                                            
The agents write on the walls.
                                                            
                       TOM
Damn it! What are they going to
do?
                                                            
                       BECKY
How much time?
                                                            
                       TOM
Maybe forty-eight hours, maybe
forty-eight seconds. Get New York
and Washington buttoned up.
                                                            

89.

Becky darts off.
                                                            
 
EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - DAY
                                                            
MONTAGE - POLICE SCOUR CITY STREETS
                                                            
-- Police use bomb-sniffing dogs to check mail boxes, trash
cans, and planters.

-- Police check underground parking structures.

-- Police place steel barricades around skyscrapers.

-- Police direct traffic at subway and bus terminals.
                                                            
 
INT. SHOPPING MALL - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER - MALL OF AMERICA, BLOOMINGTON, MINNESOTA