BOLDEN: THE UNTOLD STORY OF JFK'S ASSASSINATION Written by Cantara Christopher ©2013 Cantara Christopher
[email protected] skype cantarachristopher text/voice 323.693.3190 WGA reg. #1665770 EXT. WASHINGTON DC SKYLINE - NIGHT SUPERIMPOSE: "JUNE 5, 1961" EXT. "THE WHITE HOUSE"/GATE - NIGHT Beyond the elegant front gate, at the side of the building is a side gate, small and plain. ABRAHAM BOLDEN, a serious, almost humorless black man in his mid-20s, walks up to it. He is neatly dressed in a dark suit and open raincoat. He hands his ID to the GUARD, who scrutinizes it for a long moment and looks at Bolden a couple of times before handing it back to him. Bolden puts it back in his pocket. BOLDEN Thank you. Bolden purposefully walks down the short path to the small plain entrance of the building and opens the door. INT. "THE WHITE HOUSE"/PLAIN NARROW CORRIDOR - NIGHT Inside, a friendly 40ish bulldog of a man in a plain dark suit, SECRET SERVICE AGENT STU STOUT, strides up to greet Bolden. He extends his hand to Bolden who shakes it. STOUT Are you Bolden? BOLDEN Yes sir, Abraham Bolden. STOUT Welcome to the midnight shift. Stu Stout. BOLDEN Mr. Stout. STOUT Just Stu. We're all on first name basis here. They walk down the corridor as they talk. Stout's attitude is one of constant alertness. STOUT So, you come in from Chicago? (CONTINUED) 2. CONTINUED: BOLDEN Just got off the plane. Checked into my hotel and came right over. STOUT Let's take the long way.