CASINO ROYALE screenplay by 2 Neal Purvis & Robert Wade eQy second set of revisions by Issued to Production Dee: 20, 2005 4 CY AWM B sini by lan Fleming \y Xe ~ This draft sereenpia) Ke hltyhered copy made available tothe reader only and it must not be photocopied orf comantg divulged to any third party. Please accord it the utmost care and } confidentiality. sroys or (o8ecpy of his rt screen be esr misplaced, peas roped so fe 7 EON Productions Linited of Danja LUG inmediataly, ee - This draft screenplay and all rights therein are owned exclusively by Danjag LLC © 2005 Danjaq LLGIssued to Production Dec 20, 2005 1 - CASINO ROYALE - FADE IN: EXT. MODERN OFFICE BLOCK - PRAGUE -- NIGHT 1 Snow on the ground. It's the middle of the night. A car pulls up outside the ultra-modern building. DRYDEN gets out and moves inside. INT. FOYER - OFFICE BLOCK -- NIGHT 2 Deserted except for the guard at the receptjdh desk. Dryden mutters a greeting and heads for the Pe OQ : We're in LAHORE, PAKISTAN, a gand\ig piogless, the Pakistani team fielding, British team battij ase the grandstand is hy) st: EXT, CRICKET GROUND -- DAY crowded, The bowler hurls the b e batsman hits it up in the air, arcing it towar ‘ands. The crowd reach for it, one person eo ) throws it back. applauding the shot alo: everyone else. Call him ‘a rowdy group of fans and SPOTS FISHER. He glances b: a man watching hip{ hi @ in silhouette: BOND. Fisher reacts, pughes thro\ RoE crowd, away from SILHOUETTE. Standing next to the ae ‘@ dark, well built man, INT. MODERN OFFIC NIGHT 4 Sleek surfageey [it only by the skyline beyond. | DRYDEN enters, bicdy to a hidden safe without bothering to oxo, nots Jlights. He stops dead when he sees it ajar. "os and sees Bond sitting in the shadows. BOND vy really doesn't mind us making a Little money on the side, Dryden. She would just prefer it wasn't by gelling secrets. RXT, CRICKBT GROUND -- DAY 5 A roar from the crowd: The batsman has been bowled out. Fisher jumps over the edge of the stand, moves down the ‘TUNNEL passing the new batsman on his way out, He ducks around a gorner intg a dark corridor, leans against the wall, The door at the far end of the corridor opens. Fisher spins to see BOND walking toward him. Fisher bolts.Issued to Production Dee 20, 2005 INT, MODERN OFFICE -- NIGHT Dryden swi DRYDEN If the theatrics are supposed to scare me you have the wrong man, Bond. If M was so sure I was bent, she'd have sent a Double-o. (gaining confidence) Benefits of being Section Chief; I'd know if anyone had been promdéed to Double-O status, wouldn't Ip’ Your file shows no'kills. pia, Y takes - >; yy BOND Two Dryden tril Devi we) (“amites" 4a cover) You aren't a Gseker fan by any chance, 4 e((yoy} : \ INT. CRICKET men HOUSE -- DAY Fisher recesyyp a a Yuccrow staircase, Jeading to a balcony ga dead end. He pushes through a s reataurant 192k § door, runs dbyi“A long corridor, bursts into a ion mere @) He whirls, drawing a gun, pointing it back at acca waiting for Bond to appear, it. MODERN OFFICE -- NIGHT Dryden grabs the pistol, levels it -- Bond still hasn't moved. DRYDEN Shame, we barely got to know each other. He pulls the trigger. Click. Bond holds up the magazine. BOND (with humor) I knew where you hid your gun, I suppose that's something. ches on his desk lamp and sits, as cool as an autumn evening. In that same motion he flicks open a hidden panel in his desk, revealing the butt of a semiautomatic.