[Unnamed]: Bond-Story

Focus on the door. It opens and Bond enters in clean suit. Turns around and closes door. Turns around to get to a desk.
Door opens again and Emma enters, gives Bond a mean look. She hurries over to Bond. Both continue their way to a long desk, mostly hidden from view by a large metal plaiting. Behind it is an older woman in her 40s with long black hair and normal brown eyes. She looks up.
“Who is she?” –“Pay her no mind, she’s no one.”
He places a hand on her back which she shakes off. Bond clears his throat.
“She can shut up when she’s supposed to?” –“Of course, otherwise
I’ll make her shut up.”
Emma clearly has to force herself not to make a comment.
“Excellent, then we can get to business. The deal was you wouldn’t come to DigiTech unless you were discovered.” –“Yes, the bombing went great, but I got chased by Mi6.” “Really?”
The woman doesn’t look impressed. Bond hides his confusion.
“Well, good thing you came over, ran into trouble underway?” –
“You know me, I’m a problem solver…” “More of a problem
creator if you ask me.”Bond smiles.
“But it doesn’t matter much now, we are finished with our
campaigns and now it is time to reveal ourselves to the world!
The entire globe shall tremble for us, when they realize what we
can do! They shall shiver for STEFANO!”
The woman in the meantime has stood up and was violently shaking her arms, face turning red. Emma looked at her questioningly.
“Stefano?” –“STEFANO! Special Terrorists For A New Order of
course!”
The woman gets back to reality when Emma interrupted her.
“Next time I’ll shut her up, Pablo! Now … where was I?” –
“Shivering.” “Ah yes! It’s a good thing you had to return! Now
you can join us on our last mission when we will make sure that
this time the world is not enough.”
Emma tries to hide her startled look as she searches Bond’s hand and squeezes.
Bond tries to find out more about it before thinking of taking action.
“I don’t remember receiving a memo for this …”
The woman looks at him for a few seconds, with a questioningly look on her face.
“Of course not, Pablo, it’s called a secret for a reason… I doubt I
have to ask you if you’re interested in the deal.” –“Of course I
am” “Hopefully, cause your contract still runs.”
Bond has to swallow when he realizes that this means STEFANO is a very structurized and dangerous group.
“Lay it on me.” “Good, I like a man that knows where his place is.
In three hours we leave for France, they have a huge
railway network which they can not protect all at the same time.
So we will strike there when one of the biggest gold transports
will take place! Ha! Technology made it so that there should be
no transports anymore, and they believe terrorists have forgotten
about this old trick… we shall prove them wrong and take those
billions of dollars! And afterwards we get even more than the world!”
Bond clears his throat, trying to get the woman to get back to earth.
“Hmm… so…yes… well… we leave in three hours, my secretary
will give the papers, make sure you’re ready.” “-Perfect.”
They turn around and leave the room with the woman.

Focus on door. Both step out.

“James, do you realize what this all means?” –“Yes, we have to do
with a raving madman, the problem is: she has an organization
that is apparently well equipped for the job.” “What will we do
now?” –“Nothing, if we do something now, the organization will
be headless, but the question is: for how long? If we wait till that
robbery she’s so keen of having, we have the chance of
stopping STEFANO.”

They walk a few paces, Emma turns around and looks at Bond.
“James, we have to do something.
We can’t just let this happen!” – “I know, but besides contacting M, there is nothing we can do, we just have to wait for the right moment.”
“Well, I don’t agree!” –
“You don’t have to, but I’m still the boss.” “What do you let me do then?”
–“You do what you want, as long as you don’t get in the way.” “Then I will contact M!”

Emma turns on her heels and quickly walks away, Bond watches her go.
“Like that would make a world of a difference, I know her well
enough, she will say we have to follow them, stop them and bring
them to justice.”

She turns around.
“Don’t be stiff-assed now James, a woman can be right too,
y’know.”
Bond waits till she leaves and mumbles.
“As if they would make it a tradition…”

Bond and Emma sit next to each other in a seat on the train.
They look at each other but turn their head away when the other looks. Finally with a big sigh, Bond rises and leaves the compartment.
He closes the door behind him and takes a look out of the window.
Someone behind him coughs to get his attention, Bond makes himself smaller so the person can pass. He takes one deep breath and turns around. He manages to hide his surprise when he sees the woman of STEFANO behind him.

“Troubles in the love nest?” –“Yes, you get that in a hawk’s nest.”
“Don’t be mistaken, Pablo, when we go into operation for this robbery, I want you fully focused on this. Is that clear?” -“Very.”
“Good, now for those few minutes we have left, it wouldn’t hurt if you practiced in getting your gun off.”

She walks away and Bond smiles.
Looks through the glass back into the compartment, Emma has taken out her bow and is stretching her arms.
He taps on the window and within an eyeflash, Emma took out an arrow and aimed at the window.

“Don’t lose your temper, I’m just trying to get your attention!” –“There are better ways to do that mister Bond, ways were you can even survive my answer.”

He opens the door and steps in, he makes sure the door is closed before he turns around and faces her.

“Point taken, but call me Pablo next time, we don’t want our cover to be blown so soon, isn’t that right … mistress?”

Emma shoots a lethal glance at him, face set on storm. She mutters something.

“Right, now what I wanted to tell you. We’re arriving in a few minutes, we better get ready now.”

He turns around and grabs the door, looks back.

“And try to keep up the sharade.”
He smiles and leaves.

The woman of STEFANO looks up, she was looking at a map, together with two men.

“That was quick, are you on automatic?” –“No, unfortunately, I just shot some loose blanks.”

The woman smiles and looks at Emma who is behind Bond.

“Somehow I expected this, Pablo…”

Before Bond or Emma can respond, the woman talks again.

“Anyway, we are closing in on our target, I advise when you enter the train, you shoot to kill.”
–“What is the plan or is this just full-frontal?” “Easy Pablo, everything on time.”
“I like to know what the odds are.” –“There is no need for odds, half of everything is luck, Pablo.”

She turns around again and starts talks with the men again.
Bond turns around and looks at Emma.

“As soon as we get on that train, we separated from the group and make sure we keep the casualty rate at a minimum.”

She nods to him and cocks her head quickly to indicate someone is standing behind them. Bond immediately turns around and stands in front of the woman again.
“Pablo, it’s time. We move to the next carriage.
There we have a little bridge we can use. When we have around the same speed as the other train we should have no difficulty in entering.
We bring the trains to a stop and load the money over.
We have a timeframe of half an hour so move quickly.”

He nods and shows loyalty by cocking his gun. The woman smiles and turns walks away. In the mean time, Emma had tested her bow.
She bows over and whispers in James’s ear.

“We could finish it here and now of course.”

Bond raises one eyebrow and slowly shook his head.

“First things first.”

They both walk over to the next carriage.

The both enter the room and see the group putting masks on.
“Getting nervous, are we?”
–“Depends on your definition of save, of course. I do not intend to leave anyone alive, but should it happen, this will ensure us we’ll stay out of jail … wear one too, if they get you I believe you will get more than simply a jail.”
She offers a mask to Bond which he accepts but throws on the nearest chair.
“I don’t want my view blocked when I work.” –“Hmm, it is your life you’re playing with. I hope you know what you’re doing.”
“In detail.”
The woman looks at Emma and nods at the mask. She shakes her head, answers with clenched teeth and sour face.
“It would mess up my make-up.”
The woman lets out a sight and turns around.
“Alright, it is time!”
The group goes to the outer door, Bond and Emma follow them. It doesn’t take them long to see a train passing by.
The tracks keep coming closer to each other till there is only a meter or two that separates them. A big masked guy pushes open the door and two others wheel out a sort of walkway with ledges, it attaches itself with suction cups to the other side of the train.
As soon as this is done, the guys and the woman run over the walkway and jump through a broken window.
Bond follows their lead and when he’s in, he turns around to see where Emma is. She just throws her bow through the window which Bond can just catch. When she sets her foot on the train to push herself off, the cups don’t hold.
Due to the shock she has to let go of the train. Bond throws the bow on the floor and rushes to the window.
“Emma!”
He looks down and sees Emma holding on to a small bar, trying not to let her feet touch the ground. He leans forward and yells.
“Hang on!” “Is this …good advice … or … British … humor?”
Bond ignores her remark and looks in the carriage for equipment that would help him.
He spots the low and holds it out to her.
“If this precious brakes, I’ll nail every bone of you to a damn tree!”
-“Just shut up and grab it!”
This takes her aback and she obeyingly follows his commands. It is just a matter of mere seconds before she’s pulled to safety.
The woman looks at the two.
“Good, now that we are all finally inside, it is time for step two:
Red group, move out, Blue the other way!”
When everyone is rushing away, she looks at Bond and Emma.
“Pablo and … that girl, you’re in blue.”

Bond waists no time and runs after the blue group. When Emma catches up, he looks at her and says:
“Back me up with your bow, we’re on a terrorist hunt.”
Emma sets an arrow ready in her bow, she then looks down and whispers:
“Thank you.”
But Bond doesn’t hear it.
Both burst into the room where a firefight is going on. They duck behind a couch.