Eilis Kirwan & Larysa Kondracki
August 3, 2007
1 BLACKNESS... 1
GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) (UKRAINIAN)
I can't see anything... Are you there?
GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) (UKRAINIAN) (CONT'D)
Are you there!?
Giggling. LUBA, 15, dangerous, flicks a lighter, sparking a
cigarette, and grins in the flickering flame.
God I'm drunk... Where's this damn door?
She scans the space with the lighter. Illuminating...
Watch it! That's my hair! Let me try.
RAYA, 15, pretty, guileless, takes the lighter, searching...
CLICK. She has it. They BURST out the door, LAUGHING, onto...
2 EXT. ROOFTOP - APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT 2
A PARTY. ROCK MUSIC BLARES. DRUNK TEENS dance around BURNING
BARRELS. GROUPS lounge on ratty couches and turned over boxes
skulling cans, making out, talking shit. A BOY, 17, lights a
MOLOTOV COCKTAIL and hurls it off the roof.
Luba and Raya join THREE GUYS. ONE of them pisses onto a
cloth, stuffs it in a bottle, and tries to light it. It
FIZZLES. Everybody bursts out laughing.
It's ammonia, not alcohol.
(Drunk) You're so smart. I love you!
He lunges in for a kiss, but she dodges him, laughing. Luba
gives him the finger, pulling Raya toward the dancing into...
TEEN MAYHEM: Raya lets herself go. She gets lost in...
A WHIRL of drunk and happy teens. It's tribal. They dance,
silhouetted against the fire and the black sky, their backs
to the run-down Soviet buildings... Tonight, they don't want
to think about what life holds in store.
Raya stops. Dizzy. She looks at her watch, suddenly aware of
the time. Yelling over to Luba...
I have to get home. Mama's gonna kill me.
No, you're staying with me tonight. Roman
wants us there at 9 in the morning.
Raya looks at Luba. Torn.
It's just a few months working in a
hotel. You want to work at Copyshack like
your mother? Marry one of these assholes?
There's nothing here!.. He said it was
both of us or no go!
Raya sighs, wanting to, but unable to agree. Luba hesitates;
she needs this so badly.
Fuck your mom!
But Raya shakes her head, eyes apologetic. She pushes past
Luba who watches her disappear.
3 INT. RAYA'S APARTMENT - KYIV - LATE NIGHT 3
Raya tiptoes through a modest apartment when.... The lights
come on. Raya turns back to see HALYNA, 35. Her face torn
between anger and relief.
I know I'm late. I tried to leave, but--
It's three in the morning.
Halyna shakes her head, disappointed. Then turns off the
lights. Raya stands alone as Halyna goes into her bedroom.
SLAM. Raya looks around the apartment, it's poverty, it's
4 EXT. KYIV - MORNING 4
The silver mist of dawn rises over the Golden Domes of Kyiv.
5 INT. APARTMENT - KYIV - MORNING 5
Raya sits on a stool before a WHITE WALL. Luba smokes a
cigarette. ROMAN, 40, smiley, fixes a camera to a tripod.
Luba reads a SWISS HOTEL BROCHURE, then looks up.
(practicing) I am Natalya Verbova. I am
going to Budapest to buy carpets for re-
selling. I am staying two days...
Raya sees ZENIA, 30, peeking in the door. Raya smiles. Zenia,
nods, demure. Roman looks through the camera.
No-one's gonna believe we really did it!
Luba beams at Raya, who can't hide her own excitement.
CAMERA POV: Raya looks into the camera. Her face lights up
with hope... FLASH... The IMAGE FREEZES... We BURN TO WHITE.
Then the title of the film fades in...
A FLASHLIGHT cuts across...
6 EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE - LINCOLN, NEBRASKA - NIGHT 6
POLICE OFFICER LEEDS scans the side of a house. Rounding to
THE FRONT PORCH
He shakes his head at his partner, KATHRYN BOLKOVAC, 38.
Earthy and athletic. She is in great shape, but her eyes tell
of a life fully lived. She's looking at a HUSBAND and WIFE
standing in the doorway.
It just got a bit heated, you know how it
gets. I'll apologize to the neighbors
Kathy nods, humoring. A police radio BUZZES.
Ready to go?
Kathy eyes the wife, tries to see past them into the house.
You sure everything is alright, Ma'am?
The wife is still. Kathy eyes her, gently. Then, calm...
Really. It was nothing.
The husband shifts his weight. Kathy flits a look behind him,
noticing... Jackets hanging from the wall. Her gaze lowers to
a hook hanging much lower than the rest of the jackets.
You all have any children?
The wife looks down. The man stirs, agitated.
So if that's all Officer...
I'd like to take a quick walk through the
You can't do that without a warrant.
Yes I can, Sir, please step aside.
The wife moves out of the way. The man panics. Leeds heads up
the porch. Kathy steps over the threshold. When...
You're not coming in my house!
He blocks her, but Kathy pushes past him, and then he...
GRABS Kathy. HURLS her into a wall. CRACK. Kathy yells in
O.S. POLICE SIRENS BLARE
7 INT. HOSPITAL HALL - NIGHT 7
Three POLICE OFFICERS linger. They peek through a door at...
8 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - SAME 8
Kathy. She sits up on a gurney. The DOCTOR examines her
shoulder. It's BRUISED PURPLE.
CAPTAIN HAWK, 50s, African American, walks in, noticing her
exposed shoulders, and turns, uncomfortable. Kathy covers.
I'm her Captain.
Her collar bone is broken. And I'm going
to have to set her arm in a cast.
Lookin' for a route to the desk?
Yeah, I'm gonna break every bone in my
body until I'm captain.
I'm fine. I'm sure you have a hotter date
than this tonight.
Just when my self esteem was gettin' so
We found a boy locked in the basement.
Badly beaten. We charged the husband with
domestic assault. You made the right
call. But you should've waited for
backup. (sighing)... I wish I didn't have
to say this--
You're giving Deke the gold shield.
I have to Kathy. He has seniority.
Kathy shakes her head, deeply disappointed.
You deserve the promotion. You should be
a detective and if we had more openings--
That gold shield was the first one in
four years... Sir... I'm going to have to
resign, and take that position overseas.
I think that's a mistake. I want you on
Kathy sighs, touched. But...
Frank, I'm nearly forty. I can't be on
the streets much longer. Not if I don't
know there's something on the other end.
She looks up at Hawk, but he's staring past her at...
The door. Kathy turns, seeing... A young, scared GIRL, 15.
This is ERIN. Kathy's daughter. She's heard everything. Hawk
eyes Erin, sympathetic.
Just think about it, will you?
He leaves, passing Erin, who pushes down tears. Kathy eyes
Erin, full of love, but not knowing what to say.
9 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - LATER 9
Erin stares out the window. Kathy watches her, concerned.
I wish you could stay here.
Erin turns. Serious. Weighing...
I mean it's fine living at dad's, but...
Now I really won't see you for a while.
I'm doing this for us. If I have a better
job, I can give you guys more.
Erin nods, tearing again.
When do you have to decide?
Erin moves over, hesitant. Kathy pulls her in to a hug,
wincing slightly in pain. But keeps a brave face.
Are you sure it's not dangerous?
Of course. It's been four years. Things
are getting back to normal over there.
SMASH CUT TO:
A BOMBED OUT building, sprayed with RED GRAFFITI. DEBRIS
everywhere. Torn clothes. A SIGN. Cyrillic letters:
SARAJEVO - 3 KM.
Sprayed across it in red: TURN AROUND!
10 EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DAY 10
A SILHOUETTE breaks the horizon and SPEEDS towards us,
throwing up gravel: a dented white BUS, emblazoned with large
black letters: "UN". A UNITED STATES flag on it.
TITLE CARD: BOSNIA-HERZEGOVINA 1999
11 INT. BUS - CONTINUOUS 11
Kathy sits in a bus full of BLUE BERETS. She looks out the
window, her eyes drinking it all in...
You come here today as a beacon of hope,
as representatives of humanity's highest
In the opposite direction, a U.S. MILITARY TANK ROLLS past. A
SOLDIER looks out from the HATCH.
Kathy turns to see the only other woman on the bus, Carmen,
20s, Latina. She smiles cheekily, giving Kathy the `peace'
sign. Kathy smiles. IMMEDIATE SOLIDARITY.
In the opposite direction, two other UN BUSES pass, one
flanked by a CANADIAN FLAG, the other with a FRENCH TRICOLOR.
The bus cranks around the corner, entering...
12 EXT. SNIPER ALLEY - CONTINUOUS 12
The final stretch into Sarajevo. Famous from so many war
reports, site of many deaths. The broad, pock-marked avenue
is barren. SHELLED HIGH RISES lean like hungry faces, gouged
from their once-solid structures. Living rooms are exposed to
the elements, wallpaper blowing in the wind like torn skin.
IN THE BUS: Carmen taps Kathy, pointing out the window...
Sniper Alley. See, the bullet marks are
at eye level. People just running to the
All the walls are splattered at head level. Kathy is overcome
by the stark reality of war. Worse than she ever imagined.
MOVE ALONG rapt faces... YOUNG MEN, MIDDLE-AGED MEN, heads
held high, ready for anything. We're in...
13 INT. MEETING HALL - LATER 13
BILL HYNES paces before the assembled NEW RECRUITS. He's in
his 50s, distinguished and seemingly in charge...
You have been hired by Dyncorp Aerospace
International to represent the US as
monitors for the United Nations, which
means you are the only national
contingent coming from a private
military. So you people chose to come
here. And for the next few weeks, we will
teach you how to protect the rule of law
in a war zone, how to rebuild a civil
society brick by brick...
MOVING OVER more RECRUITS... On their laps, "DYNCORP"
ORIENTATION FOLDERS. MEN, listening, determined...
14 EXT. OUTLYING SUBURB - DAY 14
Kathy and RECRUITS receive TRAINING from a PAKISTANI MONITOR,
shadowing him as he hands food-packs to a LINE of REFUGEES.
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
...to ensure the dignity, equality, and
inalienable human rights of every single
person in this devastated place.
The refugees turn their haunted eyes to the fresh faces of
the NEW RECRUITS. Kathy extends a parcel to an OLD MAN. He
hesitates. Then she sees... He has no arms. She's unsure what
to do. A young boy takes the package, leading his grandfather
away. Kathy stands: WHERE AM I?
ASSEMBLY HALL: Bill Hynes stands before a map of the Balkans.
BILL HYNES (CONT'D)
The Dayton Peace Accords of 1995 ended
this war, dictating that an International
Police Task Force - YOU - would smooth
the transition from war to peace.
15 EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF SARAJEVO - DAY 15
KATHY and THREE NEW RECRUITS are led down a path along a
mountainside. They move toward an UNDERGROUND BUNKER.
CHILDREN play at the edge of an overgrown field.
A BOY hops up on a post, about to jump over, when the leader,
TODD MYERS, 30s, a seasoned pro, YELLS at him, points out...
A sign closer to the BARBED WIRE, fringing the field... A
SKULL AND CROSSBONES. "LANDMINES NOT SWEPT"
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
But you will learn that peace is harder
won than war..
Kathy watches the boy run back up the road. The recruits head
down STEEP STEPS into...
16 INT. ARTILLERY DEPOSIT - MOMENTS LATER 16
Light sneaks through cracks, catching on the oil black
barrels of THOUSANDS of GUNS. Todd hands out BINDERS.
We are still in the process of disarming
the Muslim, Croat, and Serb militias. You
will be cataloguing these arms for
Kathy eyes the unending stash of GUNS.
17 EXT. SARAJEVO SUBURBS - DUSK 17
Kathy drives past a MILITARY BASE, an ITALIAN FLAG flying...
A few hundred yards up the street, a BAR...
BELLA LUNA BAR
Driving past a another BAR. GERMAN FLAG... A SIGN: BERLIN
NIGHTS... Kathy passes by, amused.
18 EXT. AMERICAN DORMS - SARAJEVO SUBURBS - EVENING 18
Kathy and Carmen are led by a MONITOR through a sparsely
furnished UNIT. A poster of `Born in the USA' on the wall.
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
You will learn that every morning's
Carmen bounces her butt up and down to test her mattress.
19 INT. LOCAL GROCERY STORE - DAY 19
Kathy inspects items on the shelves. Nothing familiar.
MOVING POV FROM BUS - EARLIER
A cluster of WOMEN in BLACK BURKAS. They sway like reeds in
the wind, grief overcoming them as they watch:
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
...is haunted by yesterday's nightmare...
UN BLUE HELMETS supervise the dig of a mass grave. Bodies are
revealed. A child's shoe is uncovered. A BURLY PEACEKEEPER
20 EXT. TITO BARRACKS - AFTERNOON 20
The bus arrives. The base is surrounded by barbed wire and
overlook sights, manned by ARMED MILITARY.
MEETING HALL: Hynes looks out at the new batch. Proud.
But today is a new day. As Head of the
United Nations Mission here I trust that
we stake our highest values, even our
lives, on the belief that we can rebuild,
we must renew, we will witness the
rebirth of this country.
The recruits are hyped, the rhetoric is working. MOVING OVER
THEM, MAN by MAN, we REVEAL in the back:
Kathy. In her crisp navy blue IPTF flack jacket. Her blonde
hair makes her stand out. She is one of the only women in the
room. Her eyes ablaze. She is completely fired up.
21 INT. KITCHEN - IPTF DORM - EVENING 21
Kathy sits at the table spreading stuff on dark bread. Carmen
across from her. Kathy takes a bite and grimaces.
I thought this was peanut butter but--
It's ass paste? I know. I bought it too.
Let's get out of here. I need a drink.
22 EXT. STREET - SARAJEVO - NIGHT 22
ROCK MUSIC ECHOES from several bars. Carmen heads toward one,
when an AMERICAN IPTF MONITOR stops her.
That's a military Bar. You want the party
He points to BIG NEON SIGN: THE INTERNATIONAL BAR. Tiki
lights illuminate a broad patio. A PIG roasts on a spit.
Kathy follows Carmen through DOZENS of off-duty IPTF, SFOR
and UN workers who drink and trade stories with machismo.
There's a palpable sexual tension in the air. BOSNIAN
WAITRESSES flirt with OFFICERS. Guys paw GIRLS with trays.
Fuck me, we're outnumbered. Good odds.
Hon, they're all yours.
They make their way through the crowded bar, feeling the
officers' double-takes. Carmen smiles coyly at Kathy, then
zeroes in on JAN VAN DER VELDE, 35, handsome. He is
surrounded by a group of IPTF with Dutch flags on their
shoulders. Carmen throws her arms around them, jovial.
Okay, fine, if you insist. Mine's a
Jan laughs at Carmen's forwardness, his eye on Kathy. But she
spots Todd Myers across the bar, and is on her way, when...
What about you? You don't have an order?
No. I'm the polite one.
I like polite.
Carmen turns his head toward her.
I'm gonna be the drunk one. Let's get
Kathy smiles, a little too old for this game. Carmen leans
into Kathy's ear. She smiles, and moves off.
AT THE BAR
Kathy moves to Todd and the Americans, catching Todd's eye,
but is distracted by a WAITRESS writhing on an ITALIAN
SOLDIER's lap. The Waitress darts Kathy a look, contemptuous.
And the soldiers notice. One leers at Kathy...
I'd pay double for a woman in uniform.
Kathy looks him over.
Sorry pal, I'm not for sale.
The Soldier is stung. The Italians laugh.
TODD MYERS (O.S.)
We're Dyncorp. We're all for sale...
Todd puts his arm around Kathy, bringing her to a TABLE OF
AMERICAN IPTF. They greet her, friendly.
TODD MYERS (CONT'D)
Look the basic lay of the land is we have
to work with the other nationals, but we
don't mix with them at night.
JIM HIGGINS, 25, and even younger looking...
Lucky those wops don't carry guns or
we'd've had ourselves a situation.
Fucking unarmed mission. I was hoping
we'd get to squeeze some off.
At who? Better odds you'll step on a land
mine and what the hell's a gun gonna do
for you then?
(embarrassed) I'd kill the fucker who
Everyone laughs. Todd turns to Kathy.
You ever had to take someone down?
The others see she's the real deal. Kathy feels good.
23 INT. PATIO BAR - LATE NIGHT 23
Kathy moves through the now-hopping bar. She's ready to
leave. She searches for... Carmen. She's IN A CORNER. Still
with the group of DUTCH OFFICERS.
Kathy approaches, concerned, when Jan cuts her off. He's
watching Carmen, who's teetering, drunk.
You should probably get her home.
You probably shouldn't have let her drink
Kathy moves past him, irritated. But he grabs her.
Hey. I... don't worry. I know those guys.
Nothing was going to happen to her.
Kathy shrugs, it doesn't mean much to her.
I was hoping you'd come back.
Well I did. And now we're both leaving.
24 EXT. SARAJEVO - MORNING 24
Early sun breaks through the fog over the valley.
25 INT. DORM - KITCHEN - MORNING 25
Kathy tries to work the Bosnian coffee maker, a confusing
relic. Carmen comes in, holding her head.
What the hell happened last night?
Kathy smiles, pouring her a cup of the tar-like brew. They
both look at it, a little scared. Kathy eyes the clock.
Let's move. We're gonna be late.
26 EXT. STREET - ILIDZA, BOSNIA - DAY 26
Industrial plants dominate the skyline of this Sarajevo
suburb. Kathy drives frantically past bombed-out buildings.
Carmen studies a map beside her. They hit A RED LIGHT. And
stop. A GROUP OF MUSLIM WOMEN cross the street. One questions
Kathy with a lingering gaze. Carmen stares at her map...
Do you have any idea where we are?
Kathy shakes her head. No idea.
27 INT. ILIDZA STATION - MOMENTS LATER 27
A run-down prefab office, with dated 80s equipment. A couple
of small offices off the open center.
Kathy and Carmen rush in. An IPTF OFFICER stands waiting for
them... Jan Van Der Velde.
Late night ladies?
They eye him, embarrassed. He hands them each a thick binder.
I'm your duty officer. You check the duty
roster. Every day. You're each assigned
to monitor and instruct a group of
Bosnian local police. We work in six week
shifts. You instruct in the mornings,
then go into the field with them in the
afternoon. One of you needs to go now.
He eyes an eager Kathy. Carmen shrugs.
They're waiting at the 5th canton. Out
the gate, then left, left, park, right...
Kathy rushes off, then stops. Jan tosses a set of keys.
My van. There's a map in front.
She drops the keys, grabs them, and rushes out.
28 EXT. 5TH CANTON - ILIDZA, BOSNIA - MORNING 28
A SCHOOL sprayed with GRAFFITI and BULLETS.
29 INT. CLASSROOM - MORNING 29
An abandoned CLASSROOM. Shabby corkboards with yellowing PSA
posters, ragged kids' drawings, and tired sticky tape.
Kathy skims through the training binders. The DOOR OPENS and
a GROUP OF LOCAL POLICE file in. They whisper, exchanging
lascivious glances. Kathy straightens her uniform.
Feel free to sit wherever you like.
Kathy waits for them to take their seats. They don't. A
BOSNIAN WOMAN, pretty, rushes in. Spotting Kathy...
Sorry I am late. I'm your interpreter.
Great, well... I just asked them to sit.
The interpreter shakes her head benignly. They take their
seats. The interpreter looks at Kathy.
They like to be difficult. They
understand if you're clear. Mostly they
have trouble speaking English. But let's
see if you can get them to talk at all.
Kathy looks out, suddenly daunted. She presses on, opening
her binder as authoritatively as she can.
Okay, I'm going to be talking about crime
scene investigation today. If we could--
An older officer, DANIK, stands, defiant.
DANIK (BROKEN ENGLISH)
Where do we sign to say we came?
Actually, you sign the attendance at the
end of the session. It's a UN mandate--
Or we sign now?
Full of malice. Kathy puts the sheet away, then...
We sign later.
The cop scoffs, and sits.
30 INT. CLASSROOM - LATER 30
Kathy stands in front of a BLACKBOARD with DRAWINGS on a
CRIME SCENE. She crosses off TWO AREAS on the board.
...Keeping the crime scene clean is
A weak smile. Nothing from the crowd. She trundles on.
KATHY (CONT'D) INTERPRETER
Remember you could be Pamyatayte scho vu bu mholy
stepping on the very evidence stavatu na scho nam pokazaye
that could incriminate. You yaka bula nespodivanka. Treba
have to track anything you vcyo datu v torbu.
bag. We call that 'chain of
Kathy looks out. The cops are barely paying attention. ONE
stubs out a cigarette. Another closes the binder, defiantly.
We sign sheet now?
Kathy leans back, disappointed. She hands him the sheet. They
all sign, apathetic.
You will tell UN we were cooperating?
Kathy tries to retain a poker face but their indifference
stings. And just as they're about to leave...
We have to go to the hospital together.
The cops eye her, agitated.
31 EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY 31
Kathy's SUV pulls up behind the cluster of local police cars.
IPTF OFFICER CLARKSON stands outside. He eyes his watch.
Kathy rushes to him, but he's already a foot in the door.
We got here as quick as we could.
CLARKSON (BRITISH ACCENT)
Just try to get them here on time.
32 INT. HOSPITAL - DAY 32
Clarkson leads Kathy and the BOSNIAN POLICE through the hall.
Gurney's and IVs suggest it's a hospital, but you wouldn't
want to be examined here. Some windows are still covered with
wood slats, and paint barely covers old bullet holes. The
floors still hold the stains of old blood.
Clarkson grabs a file, and speaks without looking back...
Seems we have two stabbings, one
shooting, and a man with a broken leg and
a bad hangover who can't remember what
happened... Average night back in
The cops stare at him, lost. As they file into a SMALL ROOM
filled with tightly drawn curtains. They all squeeze into the
center together. Kathy is pressed against the large cop.
Clarkson pulls back a curtain, revealing...
ZLATA SEHIK, 40, Muslim. Her face is covered with wounds. She
avoids the gaze of the police who stare with contempt. She
pulls her bed-sheet up to her chin as...
(reading chart) "facial contusions from
repeated beatings with fist",
"lacerations on the eye caused by the
edge of an iron"...
He pauses. Looking at Zlata, he moves her sheet up to expose
her leg. Zlata's eyes tear. Clarkson reads...
"The right hand was the first entry point
of a large kitchen knife"... "The second
entry point in the upper left thigh"...
It went through her hand and into her
leg... Who's going to take this report?
Kathy looks out at the Bosnian cops, but they stare at the
ground. One cop peeks into the next cubicle. Kathy looks at
Clarkson for a cue. He holds out the clipboard.
No answer. Clarkson looks to Kathy to take control. She turns
to her group, but they have even less respect for her. She
goes to speak, when... VIKO, 25, looks up, hesitant.
VIKO (BROKEN ENGLISH)
I will take it.
The cops turn. Clarkson unclicks his pen. Viko sees Kathy,
hungry for support. But Danik scoffs.
(At Zlata) Tze ye yiyiy vuna.
Zlata's face tightens. Viko turns to Danik, angry.... Kathy
looks to Clarkson, who gives her nothing.
What did he say?
She is Muslim. He said she deserved it.
Alright, that's it. Everyone out.
(at Clarkson) Isn't she filing a
The other cops eye Kathy, defiant. This is our turf.
Clarkson ushers the cops out. Kathy catches Viko's eye.
Simpatico. Then follows the other out. Kathy looks back at
Zlata, who lies helpless.
33 INT. HALLWAY - HOSPITAL - MOMENTS LATER 33
Clarkson leads the group. Kathy pushes up toward him.
She has to file a complaint. A woman gets
stabbed in the face and there are no
Clarkson pulls Kathy aside. Viko stares.
Quit it! You hear me?
Kathy reddens. The local cops look over.
We are not investigators. We are
monitors. You don't know a Serb from a
Croat or a Bosniak. You've got ethnic
hatreds that started a war. This isn't
just policing, it's diplomacy.
Kathy blushes, feeling like a chastened schoolgirl.
We don't run the show, we make sure the
show runs smoothly.
34 INT. BEDROOM - IPTF DORM - EVENING 34
Kathy sits up in bed reading from her Dyncorp/UN manual. She
flicks, not finding what she's looking for. Carmen comes out
of her room, dolled up for the evening.
Come out. You can't solve this tonight.
I'm not taking no for an answer.
35 EXT. LOCAL CAFE - SARAJEVO MARKET - NIGHT 35
Kathy has dinner with Carmen, who talks away. Kathy watches
the world go by. She notices an OLDER, LARGE IPTF MONITOR
walking with his arm around a YOUNG GIRL, 16, dressed in a
short skirt. Kathy turns back to Carmen who is still talking.
36 EXT. SARAJEVO - MORNING 36
Chanting echoes from the SINANOVA HOUSE of the Dervish Order.
37 INT. ILIDZA STATION - MORNING 37
Viko comes in, scanning over IPTF MONITORS. Spotting Kathy.
38 INT. ILIDZA STATION - MOMENTS LATER 38
Viko lays down a pile of files. Zlata's picture on top.
Zlata Sehik has been to the hospital
eight time because of her husband. Every
time she try to file a complaint, my
bosses send her back. They always laugh
at the woman... They laughed at my
mother. They do not make prosecutions of
domestic violence. I want to get enough
evidence to do this.
Kathy isn't sure. She looks around, almost guiltily...
This is why you are here, no?
Kathy looks at him, struck by the truth of this. She takes
the files, flipping through them. Thinking...
With no police reports?.. Maybe, if you
go back to the hospital... You can pull
the records for every one of her visits.
39 INT. FILE ROOM - HOSPITAL - DAY 39
A HOSPITAL ADMINISTRATOR, who hands Viko a stack of files.
40 EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY 40
Kathy sits in a UN SUV. Viko watches as she goes through
Zlata's hospital files. She's encouraged.
Okay, now get the same thing from all the
doctors who treated her. They will have
to testify on Zlata's behalf.
41 INT. LAW LIBRARY - EVENING 41
Viko and Kathy sit behind a pile of Legal Books. Viko shows
Kathy a page, a questioning look on his face.
This is good. Let's cross reference each
injury with other cases where felony
assaults were ruled. Can you get
something like that?
Viko turns to see a LIBRARIAN at the main desk.
... Because if stabbing someone in a bar
is illegal then the same standard can be
applied to a domestic assault.
42 INT. COURTHOUSE - DAY 42
Viko sits behind Zlata and COUNSEL while a JUDGE rules.
If an attorney presents this properly,
referencing international standards, you
might be able to get a conviction.
Viko and Zlata wait... then breathe relief. They won. Viko
turns TO THE BACK OF THE COURTROOM: Kathy smiles, at last
feeling they can really accomplish something.
43 INT. JAN'S OFFICE - ILIDZA STATION - DAY 43
Kathy comes inside, interrupting Jan and FRANZ, Dutch IPTF.
Sorry, you wanted to see me?
Franz excuses himself, eyeing a tense Kathy. Jan closes the
door behind Franz, turning to Kathy. All business.
Madeleine Rees wants to see you. Head of
the Office of the United Nations High
Commissioner for Human Rights.
I'm sure it's fine. You followed
Kathy rushes out, worried. Jan smiles, in on a secret.
44 INT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - SARAJEVO - MORNING 44
Kathy sits alone in the office. Degrees, plaques, and awards
cover the walls. Pictures of Madeleine Rees with Kofi Annan,
Bill Clinton, Nelson Mandela... Kathy is intimidated.
MADELEINE REES, 50s, tall, commanding, short blonde hair,
British. She sashays in with a DOBERMAN on a leash.
Don't mind Helen, she's a total sap.
Kathy eyes the malevolent hound.
Ms. Rees, I--
Madeleine. You've been stirring things
Is this about Zlata Sehik? If I've
You have done in two months, what we've
been trying to do for years.
Madeleine sits. Kathy straightens.
MADELEINE REES (CONT'D)
All due respect to Viko Mezovic, but you
just facilitated the first conviction for
domestic abuse in Bosnian history. I'm
bloody impressed. So is the Dutch Duty
Officer who recommended you.
Kathy takes it in. Madeleine looks out the window at TWO
GLASS TOWERS that punctuate Sarajevo's skyline.
MADELEINE REES (CONT'D)
The IPTF has a Gender Affairs Office at
Mission Headquarters. Dervla Hughes, the
current head, is leaving and I think
you're the right person to take over.
Kathy is taken aback.
MADELEINE REES (CONT'D)
You'd be overseeing 12 regional offices.
Any gender reports come through you. This
involves anything from equality training
to domestic and child abuse cases,
fallout from war crimes against women,
prostitution. Women in Bosnia are treated
like second class citizens. You could
have a real impact on their lives. What
do you think? Are you interested?
This is everything Kathy came to do...
45 INT. BEDROOM - IPTF DORM - NIGHT 45
Kathy paces, phone to her ear. Her suitcase open, she's
packing at the same time. Carmen helps.
KATHY (INTO PHONE)
I know hon, it's very exciting. If this
works out. It's a real opportunity for
the future, but it means I have to, I
have to extend my contract for another
six months... Hello?..
Kathy stops pacing.
Kathy pulls the phone close, listening. Carmen eyes her.
No I didn't. I'll look right now.
Kathy goes over to a computer, clicking open an EMAIL. ON THE
SCREEN: A PICTURE OF ERIN in a PROM DRESS. Kathy sits back,
flushed with emotion. Her enthusiasm complicated by the
realization of what she's missing back home. Softly...
You look beautiful...
46 EXT. AMERICAN APARTMENT COMPLEX - NIGHT 46
Carmen helps Kathy load boxes and suitcases into an SUV.
I can't believe they're moving you into
the city. I'm so jealous. So where's your
Mission Headquarters... UNMHQ.
But Madeleine is UNHCHR, right?
(smiling) I know. I don't even know if
I'm still IPTF.
Well I don't give an F.U.C.K. All I know
is I'm gonna miss you. Stay in touch with
the little people!
They hug. Kathy smiles, and hops into the car.
47 EXT. SARAJEVO ROAD - NIGHT 47
Kathy drives into the CITY CENTRE.
48 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 48
Kathy puts the last box down. She steps out onto the balcony.
Looks out at Sarajevo, city of survivors, her new home.
49 EXT. UN MISSION HEADQUARTERS (UNMHQ) - SARAJEVO - MORNING 49
Member nations' flags slap in the wind. Hundreds of UN SUVs.
Kathy drives up. She takes in the huge building. Almost in
disbelief that she's part of it, at the center of it all.
50 INT. LOBBY - UNMHQ - MORNING 50
The modern lobby buzzes with UN OFFICIALS and DIPLOMATS.
Kathy follows RICK JONES, 30s, athletic, crisp.
I'm glad to have an American in the mix.
You'll be reporting to me.
Oh... I, I thought I was reporting to
Madeleine Rees' Office.
It's a joint office. She's Human Rights.
But you're Police Task Force. So you go
through me. But we all report to Bill
They walk through two large doors into... The Inner Sanctum.
51 INT. CORRIDOR - UNMHQ - CONTINUOUS 51
Rick and Kathy round a corner to a medium-sized office, boxes
everywhere. Rick eyes the... mess.
Yeah, your ah... predecessor's files...
We're waiting for Archives to get those
out of here. I'll put another call in.
Kathy nods, taking in the disarray. Dust sits on the stacks
of boxes, on papers and files strewn about.
It's fine. Thanks for the tour.
Great. I'll leave you to it. Good luck.
He leaves her. Kathy runs her eye over the place. The reality
of her office less exalted than she imagined. But she's
raring to go. She eyes a name plate:
KATHRYN BOLKOVAC - HEAD OF GENDER AFFAIRS.
Kathy stands in her office doorway, glancing up the hall.
THE HALL is empty. The EXIT door at the end swings shut in
the flickering fluorescent light.
52 EXT. OLD TOWN TURKISH QUARTER - SARAJEVO - NIGHT 52
Black cobbles. Merchants line the narrow pathways. Open-
doored cafes serve coffee to UNEMPLOYED YOUTH. Kathy and Jan
walk along. He's delighted. She's restrained.
I was wondering when you'd ask me out.
It's not a date... No, seriously. It's
not. I know you had a lot to do with my
promotion, so I wanted to thank you.
He grabs her by the hand, ducking into a SMALL ARCHWAY. A
NARROW PASSAGE opens up onto a charming restaurant.
53 EXT. CAFE - OLD TOWN - LATER 53
Kathy and Jan sit at a table, watching a WAITRESS put down a
carraffe of wine and 'Cevapcici' (lamb dish).
Here's to not dating.
Listen to me. I'm not joking around.
You're a nice guy. But I...
The waitress reaches across Kathy with a plate. Winks at Jan.
You are certain you have everything you
The waitress eyes him coyly. Kathy studies the exchange.
We're fine thank you.
The waitress leaves. Kathy shakes her head, amused.
You were saying I'm a nice guy--
Kathy is watching the waitress hit up another table.
You must be in heaven over here.
The war left behind a lot of widows.
You don't find that--
I find it uncomfortable. A lot of guys
don't. I don't know what else to say
about it. Now finish your sentence, I'm a
nice guy but--
I can't afford to mess this up.
It's only dinner. How bad can it get?
Ask my two ex-husbands.
He grins. Kathy looks at him, unsettled by the chemistry
54 INT. CORRIDOR - UNMHQ - DAY 54
Rick introduces Kathy to various IPTF and UN colleagues.
55 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 55
Kathy stacks unpacked boxes out of the way. She organizes a
BIG BULLETIN BOARD into 12 CANTONS.
56 EXT. EIGHTH CANTON - AFTERNOON 56
Kathy follows an IPTF monitor, BARRY, 30s, Irish past the
front of a UN BUS. A DOZEN MUSLIM WOMEN disembark and look
up, their hands over their mouths, keening.
This is the first time they've seen their
homes in years.
IPTF MONITORS help with unloading battered suitcases and
belongings. THREE carry a couch up the steps of a building as
a YOUNG BROTHER and SISTER watch. Standing back, an ELDERLY
WOMAN weeps in disbelief as the monitors lay final touches on
makeshift storm windows on her aparment.
Kathy watches, Barry by her side.
They're all widows?
That's why they were so frightened to
They couldn't believe they'd be safe.
That what happened before wouldn't happen
again. Except now with nobody to protect
Kathy shakes her head. The women enter the building, their
past lives in shards at their feet. One WOMAN, 40s, stands
numb, a bundle of books in her arms, tears running down her
face, as her TEENAGE SON beckons her to come in the DOOR.
I always thought helping refugees get
home would be one of the best parts of
the job. But it's so hard for them.
Kathy nods, moved.
Thanks for taking me through this. Fill
me in when you're done, and I'll send my
report to Rick Jones.
Another FIELD OFFICER rushes up. An urgent look on his face.
57 INT. IPTF FIELD OFFICE - AFTERNOON 57
The field officer leads Barry and Kathy round a corner, to...
A YOUNG GIRL nearly passed out on the couch. Her face bloody
and swollen. Kathy runs up to the girl, who can barely sit
up. Softly waking her. The girl comes to, taking in her
JUMPS UP. An unmistakable look in her eyes. TERROR.
Kathy eyes the field worker. He shrugs, lost. Kathy turns
back to the girl, and slowly places a hand on her shoulder.
The girl flinches, then inches back... shaking her head.
It's okay, it's--
But the girl holds out her hands, stopping Kathy. She looks
around, completely disoriented. Desperately searching for an
exit. She eyes them all, realizing she's surrounded and
then... SHE WAILS.
Losing control. Slapping at all of them. Kathy moves to her,
trying -- gently -- to hold her tight. The girl sobs.
Hopelessness in her eyes. And then...
She faints. Kathy and Barry bend to catch her.
(at field worker) Call a medic!
He rushes off. Kathy and Barry lay the girl down. She lies on
the ground, breathing slowly, looking close to death.
Kathy holds her hand.
Who is she?
I found her out in the woods. She was
speaking, I don't know, she's not local.
I think she's one of the girls from the
Looking at the girl, Kathy pushes a strand of hair from her
face. And as we stay a moment longer, we realize this is...
Raya. A long way from home. But then...
THE DOORS OPEN. A frantic HUMAN RIGHTS WORKER carries IRKA,
17, into the room. Her clothes torn, her body and face
bruised. Kathy looks up...
HUMAN RIGHTS WORKER
She was further back in the woods.
Irka sees Raya. Sudden relief. Then realizing...
Florida Bar... Ciysh... Six girl there...
Kathy looks to Barry.
It's a bar in the hills.
Kathy shakes her head. She looks at Raya and Irka.
I'll take them to the women's shelter at
Kathy rummages through her files, catching up.
Yeah. Good. I'll follow up at the bar.
Barry shrugs. Kathy's mind is racing.
Where exactly is this bar?
58 INT./ EXT. - UN SUV - DAY 58
Kathy drives up a winding mountain road, checking directions
on a hand-drawn map. A LOCAL POLICE CAR swerves by in the
59 INT. UN SUV/EXT. FLORIDA BAR - DAY 59
Kathy's SUV throws up gravel. Out her windscreen, she sees
THE FLORIDA BAR: A dilapidated two story building, painted a
garish pink. Crude palm trees painted on the side.
Kathy jumps out of her SUV, and moves towards...
LOCAL POLICE smoke by POLICE CARS.
A LOCAL COP leads a CLUSTER of YOUNG WOMEN out the door. They
blink in the glaring light, pale, out of place, lost...
At the end of the line, is Luba. Her eyes darting between
Kathy and the Local Cops, helpless.
Kathy rushes towards the cop. He eyes her, dubious.
What's going on here?
LOCAL COP (SERBIAN)
Xo brovnic ce klety scey forzcic nay.
He moves past her, with the Girls in tow.
Hold on. Where are the IPTF monitoring
SHOUTING ECHOES from inside the bar. TWO COPS drag out TANJO
ZRAVBIC, 50s. He sees Kathy's uniform and SHOUTS at her.
Zra slobovik brvicetic revic barziny
The cops SHOVE Tanjo in a car, and SLAM the door. Kathy turns
to the Local Cop, standing with the group of girls.
Is that the owner? Are you taking him
Xivy slovic drinjnislava porslivky.
Kathy looks around, frustrated.
Is there a translator on the scene?
He stops, impatient. Kathy pulls out her WALKIE.
This is Kathy Bolkovac. I need an
Interpreter. At the Florida Bar.
The Local Cops watch her. Kathy's eyes rest on the girls.
WALKIE VOICE (O.S.) (ACCENTED ENGLISH)
Okay. I need a time and date.
WALKIE VOICE (O.S.)
That's impossible. We need advance notice
for field calls.
The Local Cop talks at the girls. They don't understand him,
but his tone is clear: total disrespect. Kathy moves toward
them, protectively, then sees...
TWO UN SUVs parked on the other side of the bar.
TWO IPTF MONITORS emerge from the bar. Kathy approaches them.
They seem surprised.
Hey. I'm from Gender Affairs. I--
Hey. Fred Murray.
He shakes her hand.
Tanjo BANGS on the window, inside the police car, apopleptic
with rage. Kathy glances over her shoulder.
Is that the owner? (off Fred's nod) I
tried to get an interpreter but--
No, no... that's fine. We're pretty much
done here anyway.
Oh... Okay. But there's... We just had
two girls come in to a Human Rights
Office, saying they escaped from this
Fred seems confused. Kathy pulls out a clipboard.
Yeah. Local police have been watching the
place for a while. This whole thing
happened pretty fast. I guess those girls
must've run for it.
Kathy looks over as the girls are put into a van.
Well, the girls in our field office
seemed pretty scared. I should follow up
with these ones.
The Local Cops start to move, stubbing out cigarettes,
getting in cars. The Local Cop shuts the doors of the van.
You can see where they're taking them,
but I can't intervene. You know the
He shrugs and smiles. Kathy hears the POLICE VAN's engine
start. Turning to it...
Thanks. I'll look out for your report.
She rushes after the van. Fred eyes Kathy confer with the Van
driver. He and the other Monitor, drive off.
Kathy is left alone in the silence. She turns to the bar.
60 INT. FLORIDA BAR - MOMENTS LATER 60
Kathy moves inside. The place is rank and dingy. A small
stage with a POLE in the centre. Tables fanned out around it.
CUT WIRES hang over the stage.
THE BAR AREA
Is filled with PHOTOS: YOUNG GIRLS in various poses with men,
IPTF SOLDIERS. They range from the illicit to the obscene.
Kathy stops on a photo of a NAKED GIRL on stage holding the
two open wires over her head. Behind her, SOLDIERS applaud.
Kathy takes down the photo, horrified. Turns it over.
Scrawled in marker: SARAJEVO FIRECRACKER!
She turns to the stage. Plugs in one of the wires. A HUZZ of
electricity. Tiny sparks fly.
She turns, and under the bar sees... A SAFE, SMASHED OPEN. A
handful of U.S. bills scattered about. And...
PASSPORTS. Romanian, Ukrainian, Polish. All for young girls.
She gathers them, surprised, and stuffs them into her file.
Her eyes are drawn to a back wall. She stops at a panelled
door. And pushes. It opens onto...
STEPS: She shines her flashlight up the dark passage...
The BEAM of the flashlight finds a DOOR. A glint off metal...
At the door handle, a large PADLOCK, smashed open. Kathy
darts the beam over the other TWO DOORS... both equipped with
Kathy pushes through the first door into...
61 INT. HIDDEN BACK ROOM - CONTINUOUS 61
Kathy's flashlight over: Hanging BEDSHEETS separate the room
into cubicles. Putrid mattresses. Condoms on the floor.
Her eye catches MARKINGS UNDER A MATTRESS. She pulls it away.
And sees GIRLS' NAMES scratched into the floor... Under each
name, etched in, a list of amounts: 50, 100, 30, 200, 20...
Some kind of RECORD.
Kathy PULLS back other mattresses. Dust. Some FAMILY PHOTOS.
And... a ragged PIECE OF PAPER: Crude drawings of sexual
positions. A NUMBER by each one: $20, $30, $50, $100, $200...
The amounts correspond exactly with the table on the floor.
Kathy looks around, sickened.
62 EXT. WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - SARAJEVO SUBURBS - NIGHT 62
A run-down Community Center nestled in a shabby area outside
the city. It's completely unassuming. From the outside, you
might think it was abandoned.
63 INT. HALLWAY - WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - MOMENTS LATER 63
The shelter is a converted gymnasium. Peeling wallpaper. Long-
forgotten notices from before the war, postcards. Patchy
linoleum curls at the edges. A soft hum. Voices in rooms that
Kathy can't see. She walks down the hall with MILENA, 40s,
Bosnian, down-to-earth, forthright.
MILENA (ACCENTED ENGLISH)
These girls are told they have been
bought and must repay the debt. They are
told an outrageous sum, thinking they'll
be let go when they earn back that money.
But they never are.
Kathy stares at her, taken aback.
Sex trafficking is one of the worst
things to happen after this war.
Milena hands over a medical report.
Raya has a severe internal infection. The
doctor found (reading) "intentionally
placed foreign objects causing a
disruption of the vaginal wall".
Coins. She's not the first. Men can feel
deficient paying for sex, so they find
other ways to feel powerful.
Milena pushes through a door. To a DARK HALLWAY...
Hanging bulbs flicker intermittently. They walk. Avoiding
dripping leaks in the roof.
We gave her Penicillin, but the doctor is
worried there could be something more
When will he know?
They pass an EATING AREA. TEEN GIRLS sit, pick at food, chain-
smoke and flip through magazines. They are clean, but weak.
Unfortunately that's all we can do for
her. We're just a volunteer organization.
Kathy stares at the girls, the sheer number of them...
But if there are so many victims.
We lost our funding because of those.
...She points at a basket of CONDOMS near the coffee.
It's the U.S. Department of State. They
have their rules. I'll do anything to
give these girls some protection. But the
Department of State thinks "Condoms
encourage prostitution." NGOs caught
giving them out, no longer receive US
But these girls aren't prostitutes.
They don't realize the cycle they start. If
there are no condoms in the bars...
They pass a ROOM DIVIDER. Seeing... MORE GIRLS. IN THEIR
TEENS. All broken. And desperate.
...the guys want to find ways of avoiding
STDs. AIDS. Their solution? Pay more for
Kathy sees A GIRL sit in a corner. She couldn't be more than
TEN YEARS OLD. She sits alone.
So the traffickers bring more in. Younger
and younger. Now it's a global industry.
Simple economics. If there is demand, you
Milena opens a DOOR, revealing... INSIDE THE ROOM: A
VOLUNTEER NURSE sits by Raya's bed. She lies asleep. IN
ANOTHER BED: Irka sleeps. Kathy watches. Hushed...
Where can they get help?
Try the Global Displacement Agency. They
have good medical care, lots of funding.
They might take them. Whether they'll
keep them or not... I don't know.
Where are the other girls from the
Milena looks at her. Blank.
The local police were bringing them here.
Those girls never arrived.
64 EXT. SARAJEVO - MORNING 64
UNMHQ stands over the crumbling red roofs of Sarajevo. In the
foreground, a CEMETERY packed with crooked wooden crosses.
65 INT. ADMINISTRATIVE OFFICE - UNMHQ - MOMENTS LATER 65
Kathy walks in. Carmen sits behind a desk, piled with files.
Hey, where've you been?
I'll tell you about it over a drink.
Could you just check something for me? I
want to get a copy of the monitor's
report from a raid on the Florida Bar
Carmen nods, and clicks on her computer.
Your job is so exciting. The only thing I
get to raid is the fridge. (Reading off
the computer)... You sure there was a
raid? There's no record here.
No. That's definitely it. There were six
girls removed from the bar and I need to
know where they were taken.
Sorry. No record of any raid.
Kathy thinking. Something's not adding up.
66 INT. CORRIDOR/OFFICE - UNMHQ - MORNING 66
Kathy walks. MONITORS greet her as she passes. She reaches an
OFFICE, and knocks.
I'm looking for Fred Murray?
67 EXT. MINE FIELD - BOSNIAN COUNTRYSIDE - DAY 67
FIVE local MEN in fatigues scan the field slowly with hand-
held minesweepers. One MAN holds up his hand as his device
BEEPS. At the edge of the field, Fred Murray blows a whistle.
Everybody else STOPS. The man bends down, as all wait...
Kathy approaches from the road, behind a fence. Fred smiles.
We meet again!
Kathy looks out, suddenly aware of the dangerous situation.
Is it okay for me to be here?
Sure, sure. You're fine here on the
gravel. What's going on?
I just wanted to follow up with you on
the raid yesterday. Those girls didn't
show up at the Shelter, and I wanted to
Yeah, the whole thing was a bit of a
mess. Turned out it was a local police
mistake. Mix-up with the tip off or
something. Thought they had a
prostitution bust, but the bar is legit
and those girls were just waitresses.
Waitresses aren't kept under lock and
ANOTHER WHISTLE BLOWS. Fred turns to the field.
Shit. Can we go over this later? I got to
get in there.
Before she can answer, Fred is moving down the field. She
watches him go.
68 EXT. WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - DAY 68
Kathy and Milena lead Raya and Irka out to her SUV.
69 EXT. GLOBAL DISPLACEMENT AGENCY - DAY 69
A stark contrast, the GDA is a new and shining edifice.
Kathy's SUV pulls up front.
70 INT. GLOBAL DISPLACEMENT AGENCY - MOMENTS LATER 70
Kathy and the girls sit in the waiting area. The place is
modern, western... corporate. In platinum base relief over
the reception desk:
GLOBAL DISPLACEMENT AGENCY.
The LOBBY. Magazines on a coffee table. The wall adorned with
a HUGE FRAMED POSTER of a young girl in a spiderweb. A
caption: "TRAFFIKU ZHINOK YE SPRAV. 1999"
Kathy scans the hall. Endless posters. 1998, 1997, 1996...
LAURA LEVIN, 30s, American, groomed, business-like, comes
around the corner. Her ASSISTANT, 20s, leads the girls away.
Kathy. The new Head of Gender Affairs.
I heard. Laura Levin. My assistant will
take them to the medical center. As soon
as they get medical clearance we'll know
where we stand.
What do you mean?
Well, it's yet to be determined if
they'll cooperate with the repatriation
program. That's the only way I can allow
them to stay at the GDA.
They're critical... witnesses for a
situation I'm... monitoring. I'll need to
speak with them when they're ready.
I understand. I'll be in touch.
Will you be contacting their parents?
Laura nods. Something still on Kathy's mind...
The other girls from the raid were
supposed to go to the Women's Medica
Shelter, but they never showed up. Do you
have any idea where else they might have
I didn't know there were any others.
Kathy eyes the girls down the hall. Raya turns, a last look.
71 INT./EXT. UN SUV/GDA - NIGHT 71
Kathy starts her car. She pulls out, turning left. Then,
cranks the wheel right.
72 EXT. ROAD - NIGHT 72
Kathy's UN SUV swerves along the serpentine mountain road.
73 INT. LAURA LEVIN'S OFFICE - GDA - LATER 73
Laura in her office. HIGH MODERNITY. She works through her
files. Opening one with Raya's photo on top. She dials.
74 INT. RAYA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 74
The phone is ringing. Halyna rushes to it. Out of breath...
LAURA LEVIN (RUSSIAN)
Mrs. Kochan, I'm calling from the Global
Displacement Agency in Sarajevo to
confirm you have a daughter named Rayisa?
(Straightening) Yes. Yes!
We have located her...
Halyna falls into a chair, her chest heaving relief.
75 EXT. FLORIDA BAR - NIGHT 75
Kathy pulls up to a PARKING LOT full of CARS and UN SUVs.
MUSIC spills out. BACK IN BUSINESS. She gets out of the SUV,
76 INT. FLORIDA BAR - CONTINUOUS 76
Kathy in the doorway. The place is dark but lit by lamps
along the walls. MUSIC pumps. The place is hopping. A
scantily-clad GIRL dances on the stage, her body writhing but
her eyes dead. Along the edges, girls - the very SAME GIRLS
Kathy saw released at the raid - 'socialize' with customers.
Many of the CUSTOMERS... in IPTF UNIFORMS, others with off-
duty IPTF SWEATSHIRTS, and INTERNATIONALS in civilian
casuals. A few LOCALS at the bar, where...
Tanjo commands the scene, cheery, chatting with an IPTF
OFFICER at the bar.
Kathy stands, frozen , until she catches the eye of...
Luba, sitting on the knee of a MIDDLE-AGED IPTF Officer.
Kathy is filled with... anger.
77 INT./EXT. UN SUV - SHORT TIME LATER 77
Kathy SPEEDS up the mountain roads. Past many bars. One after
another, after another... All filled with UN SUVs. Groups of
drunk OFFICERS spill out. She stops across from one, seeing:
Jan coming out of the bar. Kathy watches, stunned...
Jan helps a drunk friend pile into an SUV. He looks up and
sees Kathy as a car beam slides over her. She pulls away.
78 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 78
Kathy stands on the balcony. Taking in the cold air. A KNOCK.
Kathy, it's Jan.
I don't understand. What's wrong?
Kathy stands, quiet.
JAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
Let me in. Please.
Kathy waits a moment, breathing...
79 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - SHORT TIME LATER 79
Kathy paces as Jan struggles for words.
How can you go up there, when you know
what happens to these girls?
It was a good-bye party. I was--
They're thirteen, fourteen, fifteen--
I know. If you let me finish, I got a
call. Some friends needed a lift home
because they got drunk. But hey lady, you
better wake up! EVERYWHERE is a brothel.
The coffee shop down the street. The post
office. My corner store. That's how it is
here. I'm not interested, and I try and
stay in clean places. And if you don't
believe me, then fuck you.
He looks at her, hurt - He cares what she thinks. Kathy sees
this. Something she hasn't felt in so long... Needed.
Are you okay?
No... I'm not okay. These girls... What
are these guys thinking?
She looks at him, fighting the urge to trust him. Jan brushes
a strand of hair from her face. She lets go. He pulls her in.
Can you tell me what you know?
80 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT 80
Jan and Kathy in front of her computer. They're on an IPTF
MESSAGE BOARD: Flashes of Various Posts: New Girl at the
Berlin Bar; New Twelve Year-Old Pussy at the Old Grill.
They scroll down dozens of posts. Kathy looks at Jan, shaken
by the banal malevolence of a boys club gone wild.
81 INT. KATHY'S APARMENT - NIGHT 81
Kathy watches Jan, asleep in her bed.
82 EXT. CENTRAL SARAJEVO - MORNING 82
Fog hangs low over the waking valley of Sarajevo.
83 INT. GDA - MORNING 83
A DOCTOR signs off on a final examination of a now much
healthier looking Raya. He smiles. She signs a form.
84 INT. LAURA'S OFFICE - GDA BOSNIA - DAY 84
Laura hovers in the background as Raya dials the phone. Her
face raw with emotion.
85 INT. RAYA'S APARTMENT - KYIV - SAME 85
The phone in the hall rings. But no one is there to answer.
86 INT. ROMAN AND ZENIA'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON 86
Halyna at the door. Zenia pales. O.S. A kettle whistles.
Roman will be home soon.
Make your tea. I'll be quick.
KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER
Zenia pours tea out of a chrome kettle. Her hands shake.
Halyna stares at a new dishwasher. Then a microwave, blender
and small LCD TV. Suspiciously out of context in Kyiv.
HALYNA (UKRAINIAN) (CONT'D)
Roman seems to be doing well.
I need to borrow money.
Zenia looks up, unsure.
They found Raya in Sarajevo. I want to go
and get her. I don't need much.
Zenia nods, keeping still as possible.
Does he still hit you?
Zenia chokes on her tea. Conflicted between love and guilt.
She wants so badly to say... but she can't.
You know I hate to ask. But she's my
daughter... and your niece. Please--
I'll get you the money... But you have to
go. Roman will be home soon. He won't
give it to me if he knows it's for you.
87 INT. RICK JONES' OFFICE - MORNING 87
Kathy watches Rick flip through her report.
Fred Murray. There were other officers
too. But the raid was not in the books.
These girls were just sent back. They are
clearly not waitresses. They are victims.
I think IPTF were paid off to turn a
That's a serious allegation. And you
don't have any evidence. I can't open an
investigation based on a hunch.
He drops the papers.
RICK JONES (CONT'D)
You're gonna need more than this.
88 INT. GDA BOSNIA - AFTERNOON 88
Raya and Irka sit across from Laura Levin. She slides a
document over to each of them.
LAURA LEVIN (RUSSIAN)
If you sign here, you confirm that you
are voluntarily entering the repatriation
program at the GDA.
Raya eyes Irka, confused. Laura softens slightly...
LAURA LEVIN (CONT'D)
This means we can get you out of Bosnia.
Isn't that what you want?
Raya's eyes widen. Irka is shocked, but joyous. They never
thought this moment would come...
LAURA LEVIN (CONT'D)
You'll stay here for two weeks, to
continue medical treatment as well as
psychological counselling. We'll give you
a ticket home and a stipend of $200 to
get started when you return.
Suddenly Irka's face drops.
But... What do I do then? My parents were
killed in Kosovo. It was my brother who
sold me here... Can't I go somewhere
We can only send you home, but what you
choose to do after that is up to you.
But now, angry tears well in Raya's eyes. She looks up, torn.
What about the others, the girls in the
bar. My friend Luba, we ran, she
couldn't... I don't know where she is...
I can't go without her. Please...
Laura pauses, taken aback.
I'm sorry, but my role here is to get you
home. Otherwise you stay in Bosnia, where
you... could face charges for illegal
Raya stares, reeling... To be made to feel like a criminal?
I will sign.
Raya looks at her, but Irka doesn't look back.
89 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - SHORT TIME LATER 89
Kathy stares out across the central courtyard. Into the
adjoining building. Through the glass, she watches...
Fred Murray leading NEW RECRUITS through the halls. He jokes
around, as the OFFICERS eye him with respect.
The PHONE RINGS. Kathy turns.
90 INT. GDA - AFTERNOON 90
Kathy stands in disbelief. Laura is stern.
Raya and Irka could be key witnesses in a
UN investigation. I thought we were all
on the same team.
Irka can stay. But I can't keep Raya
here. She is refusing to cooperate in the
Please, just let her stay two weeks. Then
we can take it from there.
We only house fourteen girls. It's a
Two weeks. If she's going to testify,
she's not safe anywhere else.
Laura shrugs, resigned.
91 INT. INTERVIEW ROOM - SHORT TIME LATER 91
Kathy sits across from Raya. A TRANSLATOR to the side,
translates as Raya speaks.
We were supposed to work in a hotel.
(shaking her head) Now... I can be
charged with prostitution?
There is another option... I want to help
you find your friends. But you need to
help me do that.
Kathy takes out the photo of Fred Murray and lays it on the
table. Raya eyes it, defiant, no reason to trust her.
None of this is your fault. I want to go
after the people who hurt you. But I need
to know exactly what happens. As a
witness in UN custody, you will be
protected and will not be charged for any
Raya stares, still not convinced.
The translator starts. Raya stops her. Frustrated. Turning to
RAYA (BROKEN ENGLISH) (CONT'D)
UN will protect me? They don't protect me
when they drink in bar and fuck me and my
Kathy is humbled. She looks at Raya, open, raw...
I have a daughter, just your age... I
wouldn't stop until I found her.
The two women stare at each other. A silent connection. Raya
looks down, almost... ashamed. Struggling to get this out...
I only left because... there was nothing,
no jobs, no... chances. I was good in
school. But with no money... My mother...
She is on her own. She works so hard. But
nothing changes. I thought I could help
her. He said we would work in a hotel.
With good wages...
Tears gathering in her eyes... It's terrifying to remember...
But... When we got there... Other girls
were there. Like us. From Ukraine,
Moldova, Romania, everywhere... We were
in the middle of nowhere.
Nobody could hear us... They... rape
us... One girl go crazy, screaming... He
shoots her. He shoots her right in the
head. Then we was... sold. Like animal.
Raya is stopped by a rush of tears. Kathy reaches for her
hand. Looking at this girl, so young...
Raya looks Kathy squarely in the face. She slides the photo
of Murray toward her.
Do you know this man?
He is not the only one. They come every
month. Tanjo give them money, so they
don't raid the bar. That day you come...
Tanjo did not want to pay. They want to
punish him. Take his money. His girls. I
Raya sobs, knowing she has betrayed the system. Betting her
life on the hope that this system won't betray her.
92 EXT. WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - NIGHT 92
Milena leads Kathy through the halls.
I need to get evidence. How many girls do
you have here?
At least thirty five.
Kathy sits with GIRL after GIRL. Listening to their stories.
Kathy interviews EVA, 16. She talks through grateful tears.
EVA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
...Many of them come in. Uniforms like
you. Different flags on the shoulders. I
will testify. I don't care anymore. One
brings cigarette. His name is Peter...
Kathy with a different girl, FADILA, 17.
...Sometimes if it's a party, a birthday,
they pay for a group of girls, all
together. Do whatever they want. Brian,
the Irish guy, said Bosnia was better
than Thailand for girls.
Another girl, JASMILA, 18 - stunning, with haunted eyes.
JASMILA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
The soldier from Italia say I was his
girlfriend. I ask him to help me. But the
bar owner pay him off. He has a tattoo of
Tiger on his arm.
Yet another, NADIA, 14, nodding.
NADIA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
Paolo come every week. He had a thin
moustache, the other...here I have a
Kathy wasn't expecting that. Nadia throws down a photo.
He loved the Firecracker.
Nadia lifts up her sweatshirt, revealing a long scar.
Kathy inspects the photo: Nadia with a SOUTH AMERICAN and
U.S. IPTF: Their arms around her. One licks her face.
They burn me. Then they laugh.
Kathy eyes Nadia... Silently in awe of her strength.
Do you have any more pictures?
93 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 93
Kathy pins Nadia's photo on a large bulletin board. Steps
back. The wall is covered in photos of girls.
Kathy reaches for the phone. Dials.
Erin. What are you doing?
It's three in the morning, ma... I'm
Kathy sits back, relieved.
ERIN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
Mom, are you okay?
Yeah. I just was thinking about you.
Okay, can I go back to bed now?
Yeah. Of course, I just... It's great to
hear your voice.
94 INT. RICK JONES' OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 94
Kathy stands before Rick's desk. He smiles at her, convivial.
Busy. I followed up on the Florida Bar.
It's worse than I thought. There was a
protection racket. IPTF... Americans,
Romanians, were taking pay-offs to make
sure the place wasn't busted. That raid
was a punishment bust, because the owner
stopped paying. But he must've settled it
because the girls are right back where
they started. Locked up in the hills.
Rick scrambles for words, but Kathy's not finished.
I talked to thirty five girls at the
Shelter. All this testimony can't be
ignored. Our guys are patronizing the
bars in large numbers. Rick, serious
abuses are taking place. It's all in my
Kathy lays her stack of files on the desk.
Okay, let's back up a second here--
I've got two girls ready to testify about
IPTF taking pay-offs--
A Bosnian court? Not gonna happen. All
International Personnel have immunity.
Kathy is stopped.
I know. But there must be some channel,
Look, you've done really good work here.
These are serious allegations. Let me
look into how to handle it. I'll get back
95 EXT. OLD TOWN - SARAJEVO - EVENING 95
The markets shut down. The Catholic Church Bells ring. Across
the square the Call to Prayer echoes from old loudspeakers`.
96 INT. KITCHEN - KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 96
Jan stirs a pan. Kathy awkwardly cuts vegetables beside him.
It's different for us. We're all military
or police. Every contingent except for
the U.S... if someone does something
wrong, they have to answer to a military
tribunal at home. With the Americans...
your Dyncorp guys? I don't think you have
So the Americans aren't legally
accountable for anything?
To be honest, I think our superiors would
keep it quiet too. I mean, I haven't seen
a military tribunal.
Jan can't help noticing that Kathy is making a mess of the
vegetables. He takes the knife. She walks away, preoccupied.
You know my mission stay is up in a few
weeks... You could come home with me.
To do what?
She turns, glass of wine in hand, leaning on the counter.
I was just... This place, y'know, it gets
to you. I'm, I'm worried what will happen
to you a year from now.
She puts down her glass of wine, irritated.
You don't need to worry about me.
She looks at him, seeing... It's not discouragement. It's
So Fred Murray could just walk up to a
man and shoot him in daylight and he'd
never see the inside of a courtroom?
In Bosnia, yes... but... I mean,
something that public could get him sent
home. And tried in his own country.
Kathy gets an idea.
97 EXT. OLYMPIC STADIUM - SARAJEVO - DAY 97
A crumbling edifice, once home to the world's finest, now a
reminder of humanity's worst. INSIDE...
Kathy walks with Madeleine, who unleashes Helen the hound.
Helen loves it here. I think she has
Kathy hands Madeleine the files. She flips through.
I wanted these girls to testify in a
trial against the IPTF officers. But--
The immunity problem.
Okay, but if the girls testify in a
Bosnian court against their trafficker...
Tanjo... they'd have to mention what else
goes on in the brothels.
Madeleine nods. The dog comes bounding back.
It could work. If you make certain that
in their testimony they mention every
sordid detail of IPTF involvement--
That is their testimony. Then it would be
on record. Somebody would have to pay
attention. Like...the State Department?
Madeleine grins, proud.
They're gonna answer for this.
98 INT. BASEMENT - UNMHQ - DAY 98
Kathy weaves around the corner of a dimly lit, shabby
hallway. She arrives at a doorway: VEHICLE DISPATCH.
99 INT. VEHICLE DISPATCH - UNMHQ - MOMENTS LATER 99
Kathy talks to LEWIS, 20s, American.
...and the two girls have to go to the
hospital to get immunized, or they can't
stay in the country. I need an armored
Lewis looks at her, almost laughing.
You're lucky you have a car at all. We're
stretched to the limit. Besides, isn't
this a local police matter? Try them.
100 EXT. LOCAL POLICE STATION - DAY 100
Kathy parks her SUV.
101 INT. LOCAL POLICE STATION - DAY 101
Kathy walks into the station, drawing the attention of the
LOCAL COPS. Danik rolls his eyes.
I'm looking for--
Danik turns away...
Viko... your American girlfriend is here!
Kathy eyes Danik. Viko comes out, smiling broadly at Kathy.
102 EXT. LOCAL POLICE STATION - MOMENTS LATER 102
Kathy and Viko walk out, energized with a sense of purpose.
It's no problem. The Van is just sitting
here. Let's go.
They arrive at a POLICE VAN. Kathy eyes it.
It's not exactly armored, but it will do
the trick. You follow me, yes?
He jumps in, and starts it up. Kathy follows in her UN SUV.
Across the street, a LOCAL MAN watches from INSIDE A CAR.
103 EXT. GDA BOSNIA - EVENING 103
Kathy SWERVES up. Viko has the Van parked right up against
the door. Kathy jumps out.
104 INT. FOYER - GDA BOSNIA - MOMENTS LATER 104
Laura leads a very scared Raya out. Kathy smiles, gentle.
(at Laura) Where's Irka?
Laura takes a deep breath, eyeing Raya...
I need to have a word with you.
Kathy looks at her watch -- at Raya. Viko taps her shoulder.
I'll take her. Meet us when you're done.
As Viko and Raya leave, Kathy stops her...
I'll be right behind you. Are you okay?
Raya nods, trusting in Kathy. Who turns, angry, back to...
I was going to call you. There was a
problem. During our repatriation
procedures, we realized Irka had no
So we get her one. Where is she?
You don't get it. She was trafficked from
Belgrade. Her parents were killed in
Kosovo. And she has no documentation. No
embassy will recognize her. She is a girl
without a country.
She is a witness for a UN investigation!
GDA EMPLOYEES peer. An INTERN betrays a twinge of complicity.
We handed her over to the police a few
hours ago. I couldn't keep her. I've
already done every favour I could for
you. This is not on me.
You had no right to do that!
I had every right. We have a system that
works here. You're the one disrupting it.
Kathy stares at her. Fuming.
Where did they take her?
Laura shrugs. Shaking off guilt has become a necessary habit.
Just then the door opens. And...
Walks in. Disoriented, emotion rising...
HALYNA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
I... look for Laura Levin?
LAURA LEVIN (RUSSIAN)
Kathy holds her anger, smiling respectfully at Halyna. Laura
leads her away. Kathy searches for an answer, her eyes
landing on... The Intern. Unrelenting...
If you know anything, this is on you.
I think the cops leave them somewhere
near the border, so that with no papers,
the girls have to cross the border
illegally. Take the 103 to Visegrad.
105 INT./EXT. UN SUV - NIGHT 105
Kathy. Speeding down the 103. A two-lane winding road.
Seeing... Nothing but the 20 feet her headlights show.
106 INT./ EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 106
Viko steers the Van around a corner. Raya sits in the back.
107 INT. LAURA LEVIN'S OFFICE - GDA BOSNIA - SAME 107
Laura hands an excited Halyna a cup of tea.
She'll be back in about an hour.
108 INT./EXT. UN SUV - SAME 108
Kathy's eyes GLUED on the road, trying to make out a SIGN...
LANDMINES. Then another sign... VISEGRAD PRAVO.
Sharp Turn. Onto a GRAVEL ROAD. She brakes. SKIDDING.
109 INT. POLICE VAN / EXT. SARAJEVO - SAME 109
Viko stops at a traffic light. Raya peers out a crack in the
van. Seeing... Young WOMEN in the streets. Laughing.
110 INT./EXT. UN SUV - SAME 110
Kathy slows her car... FLICKERING LIGHTS. She approaches...
A BORDER STATION: A GRAVEL ROAD leads up to it. Kathy slows.
BORDER GUARDS smoke and play cards. One guard saunters over.
I'm looking for a girl. She was dropped
here a few hours ago.
He shrugs, shaking his head.
Can you check the border logs? She's
about 15, the police brought her here but
she didn't have a passport. Maybe--
Lady. I know what you're looking for.
Those girls do not go through the border.
They go through there...
He points... A THICK Forest. Stretching for MILES.
Kathy stares at the endless forest. A dirt road cuts through
the middle. She jumps in her SUV, and HURTLES down the road.
111 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 111
Viko turns down a narrow street. He glances in his rear view
mirror. An old TRABBANT follows him. He veers down an alley.
112 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 112
Kathy's SUV crawls alongside the FOREST. HIGHBEAMS off the
top of the car. SCANNING all around. Then, in a clearing up
A SILHOUETTE. Kathy ACCELERATES.
113 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN ALLEY/SARAJEVO - SAME 113
Viko eyes the mirror. All clear. Turning onto a DESERTED
114 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 114
Kathy HURTLES closer to the silhouette...
She turns. It's Irka. Kathy cranks the wheel, driving off the
road and onto...
A WIDE FIELD
The SUV is jolted by the uneven terrain. Irka peers into the
blinding light. Then runs...
115 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 115
Viko drives up the deserted street. SUDDENLY two BATTERED
MERCEDES fly out from SIDE ROADS and block the way.
Viko BRAKES hard. Raya is thrown to the side of the Van.
116 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 116
Kathy stops the car, jumps out, and runs after Irka.
Irka's legs start to give. Kathy gains on her.
117 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 117
Viko REVERSES and TURNS -- but a Mercedes ROARS -- 'round the
other side -- BASHING the side of the Van.
118 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 118
Kathy feels Irka slowing down.
119 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 119
Two MEN jump out of the cars. With RIFLES. Viko SPEEDS
GUNFIRE. Raya SCREAMS. A TIRE BLOWN OUT.
The Van SKIDS to a HALT. Viko SMASHES against the window.
Raya tries the doors, but they won't open. She wails,
SLAMMING herself against the door. Desperate.
120 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 120
Kathy raises her arms, waving...
Irka turns. Kathy can see her clearly now, disoriented beyond
bearing. Irka shields her face from the distant headlights.
Kathy steps out of their glare. And then...Irka recognizes
her. She collapses, releasing confused tears. Kathy walks
over, careful, slowly bending to help.
Please... let me die.
Kathy holds her. As the young girl cries.
121 INT./EXT. POLICE VAN/SARAJEVO - SAME 121
The Men approach the Van. Raya's BANGING ECHOES from inside,
reverberating around the empty street. Nobody can hear her...
122 EXT. BOSNIAN COUNTRYSIDE - NIGHT 122
Isolated stars peek through clouds, drifting over dark hills
stretching far into the horizon....
123 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - NIGHT 123
Kathy and Viko sit silent. Barry hangs up the phone.
Okay. We've got a safe house in the
mountains. Nobody knows she's here, so
we're clear to take her there now.
Kathy looks across the room to Irka, who sits hunched,
looking out the window. Totally alone.
124 EXT. FARM HOUSE - MOUNTAINS - NIGHT 124
A MIDDLE AGED COUPLE lead Irka inside a small home. In the
MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. Shrouded in the black night. Nobody will
find her here. In the doorway, Irka turns to Kathy and Viko.
IRKA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
Where is Raya?
They stare back at her. The woman closes the door. Kathy and
Viko stand in the dead silence. His face bruised.
Let's go back to the Florida Bar--
You think he'd be that stupid?
I don't care! I have nothing else to go
on, do I?
Adrenalin overtaking sadness. Viko follows Kathy to the car.
125 EXT. FLORIDA BAR - NIGHT 125
Kathy and Viko pull up. It's in full swing.
126 INT. FLORIDA BAR - NIGHT 126
They step inside, and IN ONE GLANCE, see... THE WHOLE SET OF
GIRLS is different. No Luba, No Raya, No Tanjo... The IPTF
barely notice her.
127 EXT. FLORIDA BAR - NIGHT 127
Kathy steps out. Furious.
They moved them already.
At the end of her rope.
128 INT. GDA - NIGHT 128
Laura, at a total loss, eyes... Halyna. Sitting. Terrified.
...How could? No, no, no... my, Raya....
What!? What will they do to her?
129 EXT. MOUNTAIN ROAD - NIGHT 129
A BROWN VAN snakes through the distant mountain roads.
130 INT. BROWN VAN - SAME 130
IVAN, 40s, drives. Tanjo is in the passenger seat.
We'll stop soon. We're far enough now.
Ivan nods. Tanjo cranes into the back of the van. He turns on
an overhead light, revealing...
Five girls. Huddled in the back.
TANJO (RUSSIAN) (CONT'D)
So you want to testify?
All the girls turn to... Raya. Their conscience paralyzed by
the need to survive. Terrified, Raya looks to... Luba. Her
eyes pleading for support. But Luba turns away.
It's okay. We all move to a new bar now.
Somewhere no one will come look for you.
Then we have a conversation.
The girls avoid Raya's gaze. She sobs. Tanjo turns off the
light. The van drives off into the unknown.
131 EXT. PARKING LOT - BACK ENTRANCE - UNMHQ - MORNING 131
Kathy stands by her SUV, watching MONITORS set off for the
day. Then she sees...
Fred Murray emerge with COLLEAGUES, laughing. He stops when
He sees Kathy, gazing over, serious.
132 EXT. PARKING LOT - UNMHQ- DAY 132
Kathy and Fred walk between the parked cars.
She's fifteen. I'm begging you--
I don't know what you're talking about.
If you know any of the other bars he
owns, anything... I'm appealing to--
Hey. I'm gonna say this one more time.
And you can put this down in your
investigation on me. I don't know what
you're talking about.
He leaves. Kathy stands, a black speck in the patchwork of
white UN SUVs spread across the lot.
133 INT. RICK JONES OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 133
Rick's SECRETARY shakes her head at Kathy.
I've called and paged. He says he can't
get into this now.
Does he know that one of my witnesses was
abducted? Where is he?
Sorry Kathy, he really didn't tell me.
134 INT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - MORNING 134
It's not your fault.
Kathy is downcast. She nods, not totally convinced.
Irka won't testify now. It's completely
understandable. She's way too scared. I
just... I don't know what to do with her.
The GDA won't take her and her
traffickers will find her if she's in
Emotion taking over...
These girls are dragged into this country
like cattle and then the system that's
supposed to help them spits them right
back out. It barely recognizes sex
trafficking as a problem even though it's
a fucking epidemic, and everyone knows
it. Are we supposed to wait around for
that to change?
Maybe it's time for a little diplomacy...
Do you have a nice frock?
135 INT. KATHY'S APARMENT - NIGHT 135
Kathy stands in front of a mirror, in a black dress, her hair
hanging down to her shoulders. She stands, awkward.
Really? You think it's okay?
She turns to Jan and Carmen, sitting on her bed. Jan smiles.
But Carmen is tilting her head, doubtful.
You can stop standing like a farmer's
wife for starters. These people are
dignitaries. You gotta up your game.
She approaches her, and sweeps her hair up into an elegant
chignon. She takes off her own earrings and puts them on
Kathy. Jan nods, impressed. Kathy eyes herself, pleased.
136 INT./EXT. CAR/SARAJEVO HILLS - EVENING 136
A WHITE VOLKSWAGON RABBIT speeds though the Sarajevo hills.
Madeleine is elegant in a suit. Kathy looks at her black
Is there a specific way of addressing the
High Commissioner of the Mission?
I call him Bill.
Kathy nods, nervous. They pull into a circular drive...
137 EXT. U.S. AMBASSADOR'S RESIDENCE - SHORT TIME LATER 137
The house is incongruous in its context: Manicured gardens,
remodelled facade. And tonight its BLACK TIE and CATERING.
An elegant WOMAN comes to greet them. She is...
(familiar) Mrs. Ambassador! How do we do?
We do what we can. Great to see you
Janet smiles with the delicatesse of a diplomatic spouse.
I hope you don't mind, I've brought along
a friend. This is Kathy Bolkovac.
Kathy holds out her hand, a little nervous.
Great. I need as many gal pals as I can
get. Look at this place.
She gestures toward the room. A haze of cigar smoke hovers
over the gaggle of men. Kathy's eyes zero in on
Surrounded by a group of JAPANESE DIPLOMATS. Bill notices her
and Madeleine. He waves, familiar. Madeleine nods, humoring.
AMBASSADOR JOHN WELLS, 40s, slides his hand on Janet's back.
What are your thoughts on dinner?
I think people are still busy drinking.
John shakes Madeleine's hand, darting his eyes over Kathy.
Speaking of, what can I get you ladies?
Madeleine looks at Kathy.
Thank you, Mr. Ambassador. Ah, I'll have
a wine please.
(nodding) Coming right up. Madeleine,
white for you?
Kathy notices the respect he shows her. Janet leads them in,
chatting with Madeleine. Kathy surveys the room full of
138 EXT. BACK PATIO - U.S. AMBASSADOR'S RESIDENCE - NIGHT 138
A stunning view of Sarajevo at night. Kathy stands alone. A
waiter offers her a convoluted hors d'oeuvre. She takes it,
gracious. Trying to figure out what it is when...
MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
Nice view, no?
Kathy turns to... PETER WARD, 40s, smoking a cigarette.
Oh I... I just needed some air.
Trust me, I know the feeling. I hate
these stuffy events. You never know
He eyes her. She looks past him... At Bill Hynes. Peter sees.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
Oh... well that's a plan.
Actually, I had a different one in mind.
Madeleine and Janet come through the door. Peter stubs out
his cigarette, and moves back inside.
(arm around Janet) Behind every good
PATIO - SHORT TIME LATER
Janet's eyes betray empathy. She shakes her head, upset.
They just left her there? At the border?
Poor girl... Just the psychological
trauma. How can I help?
She's very vulnerable to re-trafficking.
Internationals got her in this situation.
We owe her the chance to get out.
Janet is keen to follow, but a little lost.
We want to repatriate Irka to the United
States and find her a foster family. I
was hoping you could use your influence--
Janet holds up her hand, nodding emphatically.
We're going to find her a home.
Kathy eyes Madeleine. Impressed.
I also think the American embassy should
be aware of some of the problems we're
having with our officers.
Your help with Irka's case can really
raise awareness in the Mission around the
issue of trafficking.
Madeleine gives her a reassuring glance. Kathy sees the
difference between a cop and a diplomat.
139 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - NIGHT 139
Kathy stands. Still in her dress, going through files. Proud
of the night's accomplishments, but her eyes linger on the
board of girls... On the picture of Raya's APB.
140 EXT. BOSNIAN COUNTRYSIDE - EARLY MORNING 140
Sun over the hills. A DOG follows a YOUNG BOY, 5, through a
field. The boy stops, seeing a BROWN VAN down the road.
He runs, waving as the van approaches. It slows to meet him.
In the van... Ivan rolls down the window.
Can I come with you?
The boy looks down, disappointed.
Tell your mother I'll be home for dinner.
Then you and I will go for a walk. I have
a present for you.
What is it?
Ivan shrugs jokingly. Then smiles as he drives away.
141 EXT. BOMBED OUT BUILDING - BOSNIAN COUNTRY HOUSE - MORNING 141
The brown van pulls up. Ivan comes around it, and opens the
back door. He reaches in and pulls out... AN OLD BICYCLE.
You couldn't buy him a new one? You have
I'll fix this one up this afternoon. I
had one like it.
Tanjo lights a cigarette, moving to the destroyed building.
They're downstairs. I want to get them
142 INT. STAIRWELL - BOMBED OUT BUILDING - MOMENTS LATER 142
Ivan follows Tanjo down rickety steps. CRIES AND WHIMPERS
GROW LOUDER as they descend into a
TWO MEN stand guard. Tanjo walks past them. Opens a door.
Ushering Ivan INSIDE where...
GIRLS are huddled together. Luba, and THREE OTHERS. They look
up... PETRIFIED... Offscreen, the cries swell.
We realize the sound IS NOT COMING FROM THIS ROOM. Tanjo
waves his fingers, methodically...
C'mon, let's go.
The girls stand, helping one another. Tentative but
submissive, they move toward him. He holds open the door.
I want to show you what happens when YOU
DECIDE TO TALK TO COPS!!!!
They jump back. His scream echoes. They move
THROUGH THE HALL
To a door on the other side. Tanjo nods. A guard opens the
door onto A HORRIFIC SITE... Luba closes her eyes. But Tanjo
pushes the girls in, one by one they go through into a
And see... Raya... NAKED. HELD DOWN BY FOUR MEN. SPREAD EAGLE
ON HER FRONT. WAILING. HER FACE SHOWS UNIMAGINABLE PAIN. And
we see that...
Two of the men holding her down are EXTINGUISHING LIT
CIGARETTES INTO THE BALLS OF HER FOOT.
But we realize... this is not the greatest cause of her pain.
Luba's face whitens. Eyeing one MAN at Raya's backside. A
flash of shame in his eyes as he steps away from Raya, and
drops... A PIPE onto the ground.
The men step away. Leaving Raya. Collapsed into a ball. Now
the girls all understand... there is no hope at all.
143 EXT. CONFERENCE ROOM - UNHCR - DAY 143
Madeleine stands before a small group of REPORTERS.
The young woman, who shall remain
anonymous, arrived in Bosnia as a victim
of sex trafficking and has survived
Ordinarily she would be repatriated to
her country of origin. But because she is
an orphan, she finds herself without a
home. I'm pleased to announce that we
have found a foster family in the United
States. I want to thank Janet Wells for
her assistance in making this happen. I
believe this can stand as a signal that
the International community in Bosnia and
beyond is finally ready to recognize the
growing epidemic of sex trafficking, a
human rights abuse as abhorrent as the
war crimes that drew the International
Community to intervene in Bosnia in the
first place. Thank you.
Now that the UN is finally recognizing
sex-trafficking, how are you going to
Reporters flock with questions. Kathy stands in the back,
proud. On the other side, Rick Jones watches.
144 EXT. FRONT STEPS - UNHCR - SHORT TIME LATER 144
Kathy and Madeleine emerge, buzzing with their success.
Nothing on Raya?
Kathy shakes her head, saddened.
I've sent an APB out to all police
stations and UN field offices... But I'm
pushing ahead with the other girls in
Milena's shelter. I'm creating a photo-
line-up using the UN ID database, so they
can identify all internationals involved.
We've got to make them accountable.
145 INT. CORRIDOR - WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - SHORT TIME LATER 145
Milena looks through a glass window into...
146 INT. INTERVIEW ROOM - WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - EVENING 146
Kathy sits with girls including Fadila, Nadia, Eva... She
brings up ID PHOTOS of IPTF officers, scrolling down the
page. Fadila points at one and nods, speaking. Kathy writes.
Another girl, JASMILA, points at a picture of...
AN IPTF OFFICER. She nods.
Kathy brings up a new page of ID PHOTOS. Flicking through
page after page. The girls identify SEVERAL OFFICERS.
147 INT. PERSONNEL - UNMHQ - DAY 147
Kathy finds Carmen behind a computer.
I have a favour to ask.
You have access to all transport vehicle
I'm a fountain of useless knowledge.
Can you see how often Fred Murray has
checked out raid vehicles?
Kathy nods. Carmen looks at her, surprised.
Fred was sent home.
Kathy stands back. Confused.
What? Why didn't anyone tell me. Is he
being disciplined because of my--
Carmen shakes her head.
He's just gone. Meaning investigation
over. They wanted him out of here. People
are talking. Come on, let's get some
148 INT. CAFETERIA - UNMHQ - AFTERNOON 148
Kathy and Carmen at a table in the corner.
Kath, you gotta be careful. Look, I know
you're doing your own thing and all, but
you're investigating your colleagues.
You've seen what they're doing.
I know. I know. I just, the stuff people
are saying, I'm catching snippets, and
I'm worried about you. Think about your
Kathy is silenced. Then... A TAP ON HER SHOULDER...
Looking for you in Human Resources.
Carmen eyes Kathy, concerned. Kathy follows the monitor
toward the exit. MONITORS and CIVILIANS buzz about, talking.
But all around Kathy, the air is silent. Some IPTF OFFICERS
eye her, coolly. Is she paranoid?
149 INT. HUMAN RESOURCES OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 149
OFFICER BLAKELY smiles formally. Kathy shifts in her seat.
I'm John Blakely, Human Resources.
Kathy eyes him, dubious.
In going through your records, I see
you've got quite a case load. It must be
(deadpan) A bit.
Would you say you're under extreme
There are concerns among some of your
superiors that you've become impulsive,
reckless in your position.
Kathy sits, shocked.
We'd like to suggest taking some time
off. You have some leave time...
Kathy eyes him coolly. He slides over a booklet.
See here? You can consolidate your leave.
We'll contact our head offices in the
U.K. and ensure none of your pay would be
deducted... Just... Take a little
vacation. Go home. See your kids.
We're simply suggesting this out of
concern for you.
Are you suggesting I take time off. Or
are you telling me?
This is simply out of concern for you.
Kathy pushes her chair back, and leaves.
150 INT. LIVING ROOM - KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 150
Kathy sits at the table, covered in photos of girls, flipping
through the Dyncorp manual, irritated.
Consolidate my leave... A fucking
She shakes her head, overwrought. Flipping through the
Who are these people? (stopping on a
page) And why does Dyncorp, a company
that sends American peacekeepers, have
it's corporate headquarters in England?
She looks up at Jan. He shrugs, sympathetic, wanting to help.
Of course I want to see my kids, of
course. But... not like this. Not by
being sent home like some hysterical
woman... My God, it wasn't that easy to
up and leave them. If I go home like
this... It's like coming here, this whole
thing was a... mistake.
She shakes her head, lost in thought... Maybe it was... Jan
sits beside her, concerned.
Nobody who knows you could think that.
Really? I'm losing witnesses, suspects...
It's one step forward, two steps back...
Jan tries to jump in. But--
No, seriously. I'm just a cop from
Nebraska. What do I know?
Jan shakes his head.
It's not what. It's who. You know them.
He points at the files and photos of girls splayed all over
the table. Kathy eyes them, torn between self-doubt and
something much more instinctive...
151 INT. LAURA LEVIN'S OFFICE - GDA BOSNIA - EVENING 151
Laura sits across from Halyna, who is heartbroken.
Mrs. Kochan... It's been a few weeks now.
I don't know if there's much point--
But we-- I must-- I have to do something.
There has to be something I can do?!
Laura takes a second. Suddenly struck with an idea.
152 EXT. OASIS BAR - MORNING 152
A large WOOD HOUSE with a neon CAMEL sits in the mountains
above the city of TUZLA. A VAN pulls up.
153 INT. OASIS BAR - MOMENTS LATER 153
Raya, Luba follow Ivan up stairs. Ivan unlocks a
He bangs on a wall. FIVE GIRLS wake in cots on the ground. He
motions for them to go in. They do.
MARA, 19, hands Raya and Luba a piece of paper with CRUDE
DRAWINGS of SEXUAL POSITIONS. A price value by each.
You work in two hours.
Ivan and Mara leave, locking the door behind him.
The other girls go about their business, barely noticing Raya
and Luba. But JULIA and TANYA, 16, come over.
You sleep on whichever mattresses are
available. The last two girls in have to
They bring us food in the morning. You
have to eat it all, or you get fined.
Raya grabs her head. Feeling faint. She looks for a place to
sit. Julia and Tanya help her to the ground.
Don't let him see you like this.
Luba walks over to the other side of the room. Finds a spot
and sits. Raya watches her, hurt. Julia pushes a mattress
aside. Underneath is a... COUNTING SYSTEM scratched into the
floor. Each girls' name scratched with numbers beside it.
I'm the closest. Then I can go home.
Raya barely has the energy to hold herself up.
What's your name?
Tanya scratches Raya's name into the floor. Then one mark.
It's all bullshit--
No! He sent a girl back three months ago.
I was here! (to Luba) What is your name?
Raya eyes Luba who's conflicted between loyalty to her friend
and her own sense of survival. Luba tears up, but turns away.
(softly) Her name is Luba. Luba Pankiw.
154 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - MORNING 154
Kathy works, angry, urgent now. On her desk...
CLOSER: REPORT: PHOTO ID LINE-UP. Kathy matches circled ID
photos of IPTF alongside testimony and Polaroids of girls.
She works fast. Circling the photos, slapping files closed.
MAIL BOY slides in a cart, and places a stack of REPORTS on
Kathy's IN-BOX. She pulls the first one off the top...
A sticky note on the first page: Insufficient Evidence.
Kathy grabs another... Sticky note: Unreliable Witness. She
sees the name NADIA at the top of the statement.
She grabs... ANOTHER: Unreliable Witness. And another...
Transferred to Internal Affairs.
Kathy flies through the rest of the files. One after another:
Insufficient Evidence -- Insufficient Evidence -- Transferred
to Internal Affairs --Unreliable Witnesses -- Insufficient --
A photo falls out of one of them: RAYA. Kathy stares at it.
Her eyes wander over the room, and fall on her predecessor's
battered old file boxes, still waiting for Archives.
She moves to them. Cuts the string on the top box. Rips the
top off. Inside...
REPORT FILES. Slotted in tight. She grabs one. STICKY NOTE:
She starts RIPPING through them all -- YELLOW STICKY NOTES on
all of them.
It's Jim Higgins, out of breath, in the doorway...
They've called an assembly for all
155 INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - UNMHQ - NIGHT 155
Kathy and Jim walk into a room filled with DYNCORP BOYS.
Anyone know what this is about?
No one does. Kathy sits amongst the guys. Until...
Rick walks up to the front.
I have some not so pleasant news, but
bear with me. (Off a prepared statement)
Lately, local police have raided some
houses of `ill repute' and a number of
`ladies of the evening' have been taken
into custody. While the credibility of
these witnesses is questionable,
apparently photo line-ups have been made
available to them.
Rick eyes Kathy, pointedly.
This issue is currently receiving a lot
of attention. Guys, you gotta be
careful... Kathryn Bolkovac is heading up
this investigation. If you have any
questions refer them to her.
ALL EYES ON KATHY. They disperse, passing her, camaraderie
obliterated. Kathy walks, livid...
You've given every officer time to create
I'm not going to subject my men to this
witch hunt based on the testimony of some
hookers! Prostitution is illegal! Your
witnesses are criminals.
Kathy can't believe what he's saying.
They are SLAVES. By any American or
These slaves are lying about their
presence in Bosnia. You are coming after
American Officers with baseless claims.
...you know they're not baseless.
If you've got a problem, go call the
156 INT./EXT. LOBBY - UNMHQ - EVENING 156
ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN. Kathy comes out. Seeing... IPTF
OFFICERS. All eyeing her. She hurries through them.
157 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 157
Kathy sits, anxious. Jan touches her back.
They hired you to do a job they don't
want done. It's a P.R. position.
She turns to him.
Rick publicly outed me, jeopardizing
those girls. I have to go over his head.
But I... I never thought I'd have to go
into Internal Affairs. The guys back home
would never understand this.
I understand you.
Yeah? And how long do you plan on being
around, because the last two guys who
said that aren't here.
It's just I waited so long you know. I
want my kids to know I did something, to
No. Your kids are proud. You go on this
mission and you're a big hero. I go and
I'm a bad mother... (tearing up) I can't
believe I'm gonna disappoint them again.
He comes closer. She looks up. Decided.
158 INT./EXT. CAR - PARKING LOT - UNMHQ - EARLY MORNING 158
A blast of light through Kathy's windshield. The lot is
empty. She looks at a PILE OF REPORTS on the passenger seat.
159 INT. LONG CORRIDOR - UNMHQ - MORNING 159
Kathy, reports in hand, turns a corner, and... bumps into an
OFFICER. She drops some files. He moves around her, as she
bends to pick them up. She walks the rest of the hall,
focused, and stops at a brass plaque: INTERNAL AFFAIRS.
160 INT. OFFICE - INTERNAL AFFAIRS - UNHMQ - MORNING 160
Kathy marches in, nervous... MONITORS turn and see her,
knowing who she is, but trying not to show it. She approaches
a MALE MONITOR at a desk in the front.
What can I do for you?
The Monitor keeps typing as she talks. Kathy hesitates, then
It's, I need to speak in-camera with a
senior IA official. I don't have a name,
Kathy recognizes Peter Ward working in a back OFFICE. He sees
her, then closes the door.
Just a moment please.
161 INT. CLOSED OFFICE - INTERNAL AFFAIRS - UNMHQ - DAY 161
Kathy sits across from an IA OFFICIAL, 50s. He skims through
the reports, nodding.
I did a photo ID line-up with victims who
testified to international patronizing of
brothels, as well as complicity in
He looks at her.
All the cases I filed to my superiors
have come back, shut down. Some of them
were marked as referred to IA.
I haven't seen those.
He shakes his head, standing.
It's possible they're still in the
pipeline, in preliminary processing. I'm
sorry to have to rush this, but I have to
get to a meeting. Thanks for coming in.
He hands her a form.
You need to sign here, that you're asking
for these investigations.
162 EXT. HILLS - NIGHT 162
Kathy jogs along a ridge, with a view high over Sarajevo.
Determined, panting... she pushes past her fatigue.
163 INT. KATHY'S APARMENT - SHORT TIME LATER 163
Kathy comes in, soaked in sweat. The PHONE RINGS. She rushes
to it. CALLER ID: Unknown Number. She picks up, breathless.
Hello?... Sorry, who is this?... Just one
She grabs a pen and pad. Writing: THE HOLIDAY INN. 513.
Can I get your name? Hello? Hello?
She looks at the phone, spooked.
164 INT. LOBBY - HOLIDAY INN HOTEL - SARAJEVO - DAY 164
Kathy moves through the lobby, scanning the scene of liquid
lunches and diplomats. She keeps her head low, focused
ON THE ELEVATORS
Ding. The doors open. Kathy steps in. As they close... TWO
DIPLOMATS slip in. The elevator ascends. Kathy stares dead
165 INT. HALLWAY - HOLIDAY INN - MOMENTS LATER 165
Kathy stands at door 513. She takes a moment, then knocks.
166 INT. HOTEL ROOM - HOLIDAY INN - MOMENTS LATER 166
Kathy is led in by Peter Ward. She comes inside, tentative,
unsure who she's dealing with. Peter smokes furiously, a
burned-out mission lifer, who's bright, intelligent eyes
betray a last spark of the idealism that brought him into
this world. He seems nervous.
That was you today, in IA?
(nodding) Would you like a drink?
Kathy eyes him, dubious. He pours her a drink.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
I saw your files...
Kathy nods. Peter slaps down a file. Kathy looks at it.
I don't understand.
They're investigating you.
Kathy stares at him.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
Don't you get it? They're circling the
wagons... What did he tell you? He hadn't
seen anything from you until today.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
Bullshit. Top Level Dyncorp commanders
are walking into IA and removing your
files. I've been told to shut down all
Why?.. There has to be some sort of an
international court or body that can turn
The United Nations. You're here.
Peter thinking about how to put this...
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
Dyncorp's contract with the State
Department in Bosnia alone is worth 52
million dollars. We're paid ninety, a
hundred grand, right?. But it's a drop in
the ocean compared to their profits. This
is a global corporation, top five defense
contractors in the states after
Halliburton and KB&R. You think they're
gonna let some sex scandal threaten that?
I don't want a scandal. I just want--
NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOU. It's designed
that way. No oversight. No national or
Dyncorp's Headquarters are in England--
Exactly. Nothing leads back to the State
Department. That includes you... So if
something were to happen to you it
wouldn't even make the news at home... No
one would ever know... Poof. You're gone.
Kathy sits. Scared. Finally understanding the world she's in.
O.S. VOICES. Kathy jolts. Peter moves to the door.
THROUGH THE EYE-HOLE: A COUPLE checks in across the room.
Peter turns back. Sees a panic-stricken Kathy.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
If you're going to keep going, you've got
to stay under the radar. Make copies of
all your files, keep them under lock and
key. Just... Be careful... And know who
you're up against.
167 EXT. PARKING LOT - HOLIDAY INN HOTEL - SARAJEVO - DAY 167
Kathy. Unstrung. She crosses the labyrinth of WHITE SUVs. She
looks up at the OSCE towers. Feeling watched.
TWO SFOR SOLDIERS walk toward her. Eyeing her. She slips a
car key between her fingers, arming herself. Watching them
as... They pass. Kathy picks up her pace. Getting to...
HER SUV. Her pulse RACING. PARANOID. She checks around...
The lot is empty. Quiet. She is alone.
168 EXT. UNITED NATIONS MISSION HEADQUARTERS - DAY 168
A row of international flags flap in the wind.
169 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - SAME 169
Kathy watches the flags. She shifts her gaze to the bulletin
board. Eyeing the picture of Raya. Then... she moves to...
THE FILE CABINET. She pulls out EVERY FILE. Photocopies them.
Then... Opens the bottom filing cabinet -- pushes files to
the front -- placing the copies in the back. She steps
away... Closes the Cabinet. And locks it...
Knowing she is operating outside of protocol now.
170 INT. BACK BEDROOM - OASIS BAR - EVENING 170
Raya stares at herself in a mirror. Dressed as a whore.
171 INT. OASIS BAR - EVENING 171
It's more of a medium-sized hall. A bar, some tables and a
few `home touches'. Maps of Yugoslavia. Pictures of Tito.
And FULL OF IPTF. Raya walks through, ogled. She sees...
Luba, sitting on Mara's lap. Surrounded by TEN IRISH
SOLDIERS. The soldiers ply them with drinks, `winning' them
with charm. Luba blends in with remarkable ease.
You feel like a party?
RORY, Irish, grabs Raya's hand.
(forcing) Yes... of course.
He leads her to the back of the bar. Raya looks to Luba, but
realizes she is alone.
They walk through a BACK DOOR into a ROOM FULL OF BEDS
SEPARATED with CURTAINS. We barely make out the shapes of
various soldiers with girls in each cubicle. All busy. Until
A curtain opens... And Jim Higgins walks out. His rite of
Rory pulls Raya to the cubicle, as Julia comes out.
172 EXT. SARAJEVO AIRPORT - EVENING 172
Halyna boards a plane with PASSENGERS, but without Raya.
173 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 173
Kathy opens the door into the empty apartment, seeing a
RAPIDLY BLINKING LIGHT on a digital display: 14 MESSAGES.
Click. Click. Click.
Each message a silence followed by a hang-up. Kathy stares at
the blinking light as the clicks keep coming. CLICK, CLICK,
CLICK... She rips the machine out of the wall.
174 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - LATER 174
We hear a DIAL UP CONNECTION. Kathy's at her computer. She
brings up a Yahoo! Search page. TYPES IN: RICK JONES
2103 Matches for Rick Jones.
She types again. CLOSE ON: RICK JONES + COLORADO SPRINGS
482 Matches for Rick Jones + Colorado Springs
She scans down the page. None of the matches work. She shakes
her head, about to give up, when...
Chief of Police R. Jones in $1,000,000 Law Suit
A PICTURE of Rick Jones accompanies the article.
CLOSE ON WORDS: Richard Jones Fired for Sexual Harassment
175 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - SHORT TIME LATER 175
Kathy sits at the empty kitchen table looking at the picture
of her kids. She holds her head in her hands.
176 EXT. AMERICAN APARTMENT COMPLEX - SARAJEVO SUBURBS - NIGHT 176
Distant music echoes through the night. VOICES of GUYS
hanging out on their balconies. Kathy crosses the lot,
cutting through the dark night fog.
177 INT./EXT. SUV/ROAD - NIGHT 177
Kathy drives. Wide awake. The only vehicle on the road.
178 EXT. ILIDZA STATION - NIGHT 178
Kathy sits in the SUV. Staring at the station. THROUGH THE
WINDOW... Jan works the late shift alone.
179 INT. ILIDZA STATION - NIGHT 179
Jan and Kathy sit. Several empty coffee cups.
This is... I can't believe your timing...
It's a rotation. They're sending us back
a month early. I tried to get an
Kathy just stares ahead. Silent... a long time.
I'm not even sure I'm staying.
Jan sits back. Stunned.
These guys... Jones is a sexual offender.
Dyncorp hired him... These private
militaries are a sham. There's no way
If that's what your instincts are telling
I have children, I have to think about
180 INT. OASIS BAR - LATE NIGHT 180
A big IPTF PARTY. AT THE BAR: Raya waits with an empty tray.
Luba pulls out a heavy crate of bottles. She hurts her back.
Here, I'll help you.
Luba slams two bottles on Raya's tray.
I'm fine. I earned this job.
I was just trying to--
Don't. You'll get us in trouble.
An IPTF OFFICER, MIKE SEARS grabs Raya from behind. Shakes
her, jokingly. She laughs, familiar. Almost routine..
How's my favorite girl?
I am good. Everything good.
She smiles, hollow and takes the tray over to a TABLE. Julia
and Tanya sit with FOUR MEN in suits. They're plastered.
SUIT 1 (GERMAN ACCENT)
I wanna party all night.
The girls smile, nodding, playing along...
SUIT 2 (AMERICAN)
Let's go out. I wanna take you home.
He squeezes Tanya tight to him, kissing her sloppily.
SUIT 2 (CONT'D)
Raya eyes Julia. Ivan comes over, smiling, a gregarious host.
SUIT 2 (CONT'D)
We wanna party on mate. How much to take
them home for the day?
Ivan eyes the girls. Thinking...
Ten times normal. Pay upfront. And extra
deposit. But you cannot take her.
He points at Raya.
Three thousand each. (off their scoffing)
You bring back, you get back deposit.
Ivan smiles. The other two men are dubious. But Suit 1 and
Suit 2 exchange glances... Daring each other.
Ivan waves to follow him. They walk with Julia and Tanya.
Raya watches Ivan throw in a bottle of whiskey. They pay him.
Julia catches Raya's eye. They exchange... A look of promise.
181 EXT. BUS DEPOT - MORNING 181
The DUTCH CONTINGENT boards a bus. Kathy stands aside with
Jan. Saying goodbye... Franz pats Jan on the back.
I'll keep an eye out.
Jan shakes his hand. Franz winks at Kathy.
(to Kathy) It's finally our time.
She smiles, soft. Drained of energy.
Get outta here.
Anything you need you call, okay? He'll
kill both of us if you don't.
Franz moves away leaving the two alone. Jan hugs Kathy.
You come to me... when you're done.
He kisses her. The bus engines start.
182 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 182
Kathy watches out the window. DIPLOMATS walk the halls.
What's this I hear about you leaving?
Kathy turns to Madeleine in the doorway.
The Dutch Officer rang before he left.
C'mon, I want to show you something.
Kathy follows, downbeat.
183 INT. OASIS BAR - MORNING 183
The girls clean. Raya sweeps, watching Mara teach Luba how to
restock the bar. Ivan comes out of the OFFICE. A bag in hand.
184 EXT. WOMEN'S MEDICA SHELTER - DAY 184
Madeleine's UN Volkswagon pulls up. Milena waits, smiling.
After we got Irka repatriated, I had some
calls from other private parties that
were interested in helping. We've
gathered $40,000 so far. I've applied for
matching funds, so that... we can
completely rebuild this shelter.
Separate from the GDA. We run it our way.
The victims come first.
Things are changing Kathy.
Kathy is moved, seeing a light at the end of this. The three
women stand, united... Then... A SHELTER VOLUNTEER comes out.
There's an important call inside.
No. The call is for Kathy.
185 EXT. OASIS BAR - MORNING 185
Ivan puts a bag in a car trunk. He turns to... Mara
Remember I can bring you back here the
second you fuck up.
Mara nods. He shakes her hand. Ivan hands her a passport. She
jumps into the car. It's an odd farewell. Ivan heads back to
He scans the room. His eyes land on Luba. Raya watches Ivan
nod to Luba. A silent exchange: Luba accepts Mara's role.
SUDDENLY... HONKING. OUTSIDE a car speeds up.
The two SUITS from last night appear at the door... Without
186 INT./EXT. KATHY'S UN SUV - SHORT TIME LATER 186
Kathy slows... Seeing local police in the distance.
187 EXT. ROADSIDE - OUTSIDE SARAJEVO - CONTINUOUS 187
Kathy pulls up. Through gathered local cops, REVEAL...
Julia and Tanya. Disoriented. Still in last night's clothing.
188 EXT. ROADSIDE - MOMENTS LATER 188
Julia and Tanya are FRANTIC, talking fast.
JULIA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
They take us home. They were so drunk. We
TANYA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
There are more girls! You must to get
them out! Go now!
They appeal to Kathy.
Oasis Bar. In mountains.
Kathy eyes Viko. As the girls talk at her, Kathy knows she
was never going home. THIS is where she needs to be.
189 INT. HALLWAY - GDA BOSNIA - MOMENTS LATER 189
Kathy brings Julia and Tanya in. An Intern leads them down
the hall. Viko comes in...
Should I call for a raid?
No. He'll walk. We have no proof they
were trafficked. Let me talk to them. See
what else they know.
190 INT. OFFICE - GDA BOSNIA - SHORT TIME LATER 190
Laura watches video footage on a TV. Halyna appears on the
monitor. Her assistant PAUSES it.
That's their first cut. I'll pass on your
notes, and they should have it ready for
the grant proposal in time.
A KNOCK at the door.
191 INT. LOBBY - GDA BOSNIA - MOMENTS LATER 191
Kathy stands, curt now with Laura. All business.
I have no options right now. The GDA is
more secure than Milena's shelter... Can
they stay before you do the paperwork?
They'll go on record?
Kathy nods. Laura shrugs in assent.
192 INT. KITCHEN - GDA BOSNIA - LATER 192
Kathy listens to a tearful Julia.
JULIA (BROKEN ENGLISH)
Ivan is good friends with the soldiers.
They come all the time.
And you're saying these soldiers brought
you into Bosnia. Through the border?
Yes. In a van. White van. Like yours.
They both nod. Emphatic. Kathy thinks...
They had uniforms? Like mine?
The girls nod again. Absolutely sure.
April 8. I never forget. The day I leave
my home. We come to Bosnia some day
later. I know because we stop at the
border. We were six of us. Men from the
border, they opened the doors... We give
them our fake passports. My name was
Irena Woycek. I thought they would see
the fake passports, I thought...
She hesitates, the memories flooding back...
I thought they would save us.
193 EXT. GDA BOSNIA - DAY 193
Viko follows Kathy out.
If there are records showing those girls
came through the border with IPTF--
Then you have conspiracy to traffick.
And I can take it to Bill Hynes. That's
enough to do a raid that will stick.
The main border station keeps the logs.
Kathy heads to her SUV. Viko shakes his head -- points at an
old TRABBANT (a life-size matchbox car).
194 INT./ EXT. TRABANT - NIGHT 194
The ride is bumpy. Viko shouts over the engine...
Best if it looks like a local matter. Get
more info. You be my UN monitor, okay?
Kathy smiles, cramped, but appreciative of his help.
195 EXT. BORDER POLICE STATION - NIGHT 195
Viko talks to a BORDER COP sitting at an ancient Mac
Computer. Kathy notices a calendar of Pamela Anderson
frolicking in foamy surf.
So when a vehicle is stopped, you'll keep
all this on file here?
Of course! It's our fucking job!
And other stations up the border send all
their files to you?
Some do, some don't. Fifty-fifty chance.
Disappointing. Viko lights a smoke, offers one to the cop.
BORDER COP (CONT'D)
You say 30 minutes outside Sarajevo?
Maybe Visegrad? You might be lucky. Lanky
guy in their archives loves to send
Kathy looks hopefully at Viko, who shrugs. Clicking...
BORDER COP (CONT'D)
Okay, 11th... (mumbling) ... No, no. You
like?.. Big exciting to watch Bosnian
police do boring things?
Kathy smiles. He turns back, clicking. Then stops.
BORDER COP (CONT'D)
You owe me! UN vehicle with 6 girls in
back. Stanley Harris.
He turns proudly to them.
BORDER COP (CONT'D)
What you think? All his little sisters
come to visit from America?
Viko looks knowingly at Kathy.
That's it. Conspiracy to traffick.
He slaps a key. The file prints out on an old daisy-wheel
printer. Kathy scans the pages...
196 EXT. BORDER STATION - MOMENTS LATER 196
Kathy and Viko hurry to the car.
We arrest the buyer first. The bar-owner.
The border log corroborates the victims'
testimony. Once he's in custody, we raid
his place and get those girls out.
Kathy jumps INSIDE THE CAR...
The raid has to be small. No-one knows
the bar till we're on our way.
197 INT. RECEPTION - BILL HYNES' OFFICE - UNMHQ - EVENING 197
Kathy waits, nervous, holding the border logs. The
RECEPTIONIST eyes her.
He shouldn't be long now.
198 INT. BILL HYNES' OFFICE - UNMHQ - NIGHT 198
Bill on the edge of his desk. Kathy paces, frantic...
That's why I came straight to you. They
were brought across the border by our
guys. I need two back-up security vans
for a raid, with well-trained--
Our resources are tight. I have to
(holding the border logs) This is real
evidence. And that's just a drop in the
ocean. I have hundreds of files. Photos,
corroborated statements. We can build
this case and get the perpetrators out of
Bill shakes his head.
If I could give you a piece of advice it
would be to think of the future.
Are Collateral Damage. Whores of War.
It's nothing new. Every conflict produces
You know as well as I do, those girls
aren't a product of the war.
They're a product of the peace. For the
Kathy is repulsed. Bill takes a seat.
This is your first mission. You're eager.
But we work in a very grey area and that
can get messy. Everybody wants the UN to
take the gloves off but they don't want
us to get our hands dirty. It's a fucking
Catch-22. So what do we do? We
prioritize. We do our best and we always
look at the bigger picture. You're a
mother. Fine. I see what you're doing
with these girls. Maybe that's why you're
thinking with your heart not your head.
But you have a chance at a career in the
international sector. Ride this out. Get
a promotion. Human Rights in Liberia,
Afghanistan... I don't give a shit. And
then, when you're running the show, you
can implement whatever changes you see
fit. But right now be smart and shut this
The veil is lifted. Kathy stands frozen. The blunt workings
of the machine are laid bare.
199 EXT. PLAZA - UNMHQ - DAY 199
Kathy leans on a balcony overlooking the main plaza at HQ.
She observes the sleek facade of honor and power.
She straightens, and walks away without looking back.
200 INT. LOCAL CANTON STATION - NIGHT 200
A RAID TEAM suits up: FIVE LOCAL COPS and THREE IPTF
OFFICERS. Viko turns and hands Kathy a helmet.
(to Viko and other cops) Try and get him
outside first, then arrest him. Once
you've got him outta there we'll go in. I
want the girls to know they're safe.
201 EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT 201
A police vans SPEEDS down the road. TWO UN VANS follow.
202 INT. UN VAN - SAME 202
Kathy focuses in the cabin filled with SUITED IPTF OFFICERS.
203 EXT. OASIS BAR - NIGHT 203
Viko pulls up to the bar. The UN SUV skids into the shadows.
Viko and Danik go inside. Kathy glances back at her IPTF
officers as they -- Pull their visors down, and WAIT -- Quiet
-- Wind in the trees -- MUSIC ECHOING from inside as...
Viko and Danik emerge, chatting with Ivan. Suddenly...
Ivan jolts back -- COPS grab him -- He's YELLING --
HANDCUFFED -- Kicking. Punching -- They PUSH him into the VAN
-- Viko SLAMS the door, turns to the UN van and nods...
204 INT. UN VAN - CONTINUOUS 204
Kathy looks back to the IPTF officers, raises three
fingers... then TWO...ONE...
The POLICE VAN SQUEALS AWAY, as...
They SLAM open the doors of the bar and RUSH INTO...
205 INT. OASIS BAR - CONTINUOUS 205
BURSTING in the doors -- Clients scatter -- RUSH to the EXITS
Girls turn from the bar, the stage, the seating area --
disoriented -- eyes darting...
Local police spread around the bar, slamming, pushing clients
outside. Kathy pulls off her helmet and SCANS the room.
We have a warrant to search this
premises. The owner of this bar Ivan
Bladzic has been arrested and taken into
custody for human trafficking.
The girls look at one another. Is this for real? The BARMAN
steps forward... He looks like he's had a few drinks.
Kathy eyes the girls. Their confusion, their fear...
Danik, hesitates, confronted with the vulnerability of these
girls... His face softens. He looks to Kathy for direction.
You do not have to be afraid of Ivan
Bladzic. He cannot hurt you now.
But the GIRLS don't move...
Kathy looks out -- Stunned -- Because she sees...
Raya. Standing. Shocked. No idea who to trust anymore. One
last shred left of the dream of escape...
Kathy goes to her. But Raya's eyes dart to... Luba.
Then to Kathy, recognizing the last kind face she saw...
BARMAN (BROKEN ENGLISH)
These girls work here. They have all
documents, passports! You can fuck off.
Two local cops GRAB him. Danik CUFFS him.
The girls are astounded. Viko holds up passports.
Fakes. Bad ones.
The barman is dragged outside. Kathy scans the girls. Ending
on Raya... her faith awakening.
We want to get you out of here safely.
That is my absolute priority.
The girls exchange a flurry of looks, speaking volumes...
Should we trust her? Can we risk it?
(To Viko) Get those blankets out of the
vans. Let's get these girls out.
But the girls still don't move... Raya. Fractured with
despair... After all she has been through, all the
punishment, all the pain...
Raya holds Luba's gaze - Maybe even she could be convinced...
And Raya starts to step to Kathy... When...
Behind Kathy, an IPTF officer removes his helmet. Mike Sears.
He stares at Raya. Petrifying her.
Kathy sees it in her -- WHIPS around. Mike Sears avoids her
gaze. Kathy turns back to Raya. Moving closer, quietly, out
of earshot of the others...
You just have to tell me you want to go.
That you do not work here voluntarily.
And we will get you to safety.
Raya wants so badly to answer.
You can leave with me this second. All of
you can. But I need you to say it.
Raya eyes Mike Sears - He looks to Luba. Luba turns back to
Raya - Pleading -- Don't do it.
You know me.
Raya can't look at Kathy. Tears stream down her face.
You can all leave with me! (to Raya)
Raya. With her heart breaking...
Kathy looks at the all girls. Their eyes flitting between
Mike and Kathy... And she understands...
Kathy REELS around. Grabs Mike by the collar -- SHOVING him
to the door -- SLAMMING him against the wall.
Who the fuck are you? What have you done?
What's wrong with you? What's wrong with
you? You fuck!
Mike pushes back...
Get off me, you crazy bitch!
They're supposed to TRUST US!
Viko and Danik pull them apart.
C'mon Kathy. It's over.
She steps back -- Catching her breath -- Shaking her head --
NOT AGAIN... She looks at Raya, tears streaming down her
I know this girl. I know her. We can't
leave them here. We're supposed to--
If they won't come, we can't force them.
Nothing will hold up in court. They'll be
returned and punished... Do you want
blood on your hands?
The girls all return to their positions behind the bar,
cleaning, sitting around the edges... Not one will catch...
Kathy's eye. She glares at Mike Sears.
Kathy watches across the room, devastated...
As Raya turns, giving up her last chance to leave, and exits
to a back room.
206 EXT. OASIS BAR - NIGHT 206
Kathy paces frantically in the darkness. Eyes wild.
Viko comes out the door, as it hits her like a blunt kick in
the face: sheer helplessness...
She TURNS - Fuck diplomacy, Fuck bureaucracy, Fuck protocol -
and RUSHES back towards the bar. Viko stops her, grabs her...
Kathy's eyes filling with tears she cannot cry -- Her heart
breaking. Viko holds her tight, and pulls her away.
207 INT./EXT. UN VAN - NIGHT 207
Kathy sits in total silence, her face white, staring ahead.
208 INT. BATHROOM - OASIS BAR - NIGHT 208
Raya crouches in a corner, stifling her sobs.
209 INT. HALYNA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 209
Halyna pours water into a kettle. IN THE LIVING ROOM a TV
shows footage of the GDA DOCUMENTARY:
THE GDA logo spins. Footage of Halyna ON SCREEN:
HALYNA (ON TV) (BROKEN ENGLISH)
It took me very long time to realize
there was name for this of
trafficking...that there are big
organizations like GDA who work for
against this crime all these years.
WE SEE FOOTAGE OF THE GDA OFFICE. The place is busy, the
staff members look sharp and efficient. CLOSE ON: LAURA
210 INT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - UNHCR - SAME 210
Madeleine watches the same footage. CLOSE ON SCREEN: Laura.
LAURA LEVIN (ON SCREEN)
With renewed funding support from USAID,
the Global Displacement Agency continues
to be the pioneering leader in
Milena sits by Madeleine. Both saddened realizing...
And our matching funds go to the GDA.
(shaking her head) The State Department
money monster. Ironic, isn't it? That the
very people whose money we need to fund a
shelter to protect these girls, are the
exact people they need protecting from.
She turns up the TV, onto... HALYNA'S INTERVIEW...
O.S. A KETTLE WHISTLES
211 INT. HALYNA'S APARTMENT - SAME 211
Halyna puts tea leaves in a strainer. Listening to a TV in
the adjoining living room. Where FOOTAGE OF THE GDA plays.
GIRLS VOICE #1 (O.S.) (BROKEN ENGLISH)
...My husband tell me, I will be gone one
month. His friend arrange for me a job.
But his friend bought me for two thousand
Halyna pours water through the strainer.
GIRLS VOICE #2 (O.S.) (BROKEN ENGLISH)
My sister arrange for my papers. Her
boyfriend did this for 12 other girls...
Halyna puts down the kettle. An ACADEMIC SPEAKS on TV...
More often than not, traffickers prey on
those they know. Banking on the fact that
a girl will trust them. Traffickers are
fathers, brothers, sisters, uncles and
Halyna's face whitens. It hits her...
212 INT. ROMAN AND ZENIA'S APARTMENT - DAY 212
Halyna glares at Zenia, who heaves tears.
I wanted to tell you--
Halyna silences her with her hand. She walks around the
apartment, taking it all in. The money is in the details. An
LCD TV, DVD player. Halyna's hand traces over the things...
It's how you pay for this...
Roman, he does... I'm--
Halyna stiffens. An anger she thought impossible. She grabs a
vase. She wants to throw it at Zenia, but at the last minute
she throws it into a wall. Zenia falls as the vase SMASHES.
How. Could. You... Sell your own blood...
tu xorobo... Where is she?
I don't know.
Where is she?! Where is she!? Whe--
Roman walks in. Halyna lunges at him. He knocks her onto the
ground. Zenia crawls to her sister. Roman steps between them.
She is no longer your sister. Stay away
from me! Stay away from her!
Halyna spits in his face. He smacks her. She lifts her hand
to punch him, but he grabs it and pushes her out the door.
ON THE STREET
Halyna bends over, heaving. She runs at the door, banging on
it. PEDESTRIANS stare. A lunatic's rage in Halyna's eyes.
213 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 213
Kathy holds the phone. Her hands shake. Tears streaming.
Mom, what's wrong?
Erin?... No... Nothing's wrong. I just
needed to... I needed to say I'm sorry...
I'm sorry if you ever felt I wasn't there
for you, but... I love you.
Kathy can't keep it in anymore. She let's go and cries it all
out, to the one person she wanted to be so strong for.
214 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - LATER 214
Kathy stares at her computer... She presses NEW MESSAGE.
CLOSE ON A BLANK EMAIL, THE "TO" LINE IS EMPTY.
Kathy types. We see the following addresses: "UN CHIEF OF
STAFF", "HIGH COMMISSIONER BOSNIA", "UN SECRETARY"...
She continues typing. CLOSE ON THE SUBJECT LINE:
DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH OR GUILTY CONSCIENCE
Kathy pours her heart into the keyboard. As she types...
I am a police officer obligated to report
crimes. I have taken statements from
women describing their physical,
psychological, and emotional torture...
215 INT. OASIS BAR - BACK ROOM - LATE NIGHT 215
The girls sleep. Raya lies awake crying.
...On arriving in Bosnia these women are
sold, and forced to provide sexual
216 EXT. BORDER STATION - NIGHT 216
An IPTF VAN stops. The window rolls down: It's Mike Sears.
...Their clientele consists of SFOR,
IPTF, local police, and International
employees. Worse, they have become
involved in the trade itself.
217 EXT. HALYNA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 217
Halyna sits at an empty table. Her face gaunt from worry.
...It is time each and every one of you
realize this is a serious organized
crime, with enormous profits.
218 INT. LOCAL POLICE STATION - NIGHT 218
The Oasis Barman dumps a STACK of DOLLARS on the counter.
Fills out a form. Ivan Bladzic is released by a COP.
You are peace keepers who came to protect
the innocent but now prey upon them in
the worst ways possible...
219 INT. MARKET - NIGHT 219
Lines of YOUNG GIRLS. A BUYER approaches one of them. She
closes her eyes, too tired to fight.
It is time to face the truth of what is
happening. We can right our wrongs, and
move forward, ashamed, but accountable
220 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 220
Kathy finishes typing...
We may be accused of thinking with our
hearts instead of our heads, but we will
have our integrity.
We pull back as she sits in front of the computer. Nothing
but the screen illuminating her face...
221 INT. BACK BEDROOM - OASIS BAR - MORNING 221
The girls can't sleep. THE DOOR OPENS. Luba comes in, quickly
closing the door behind her. She rushes to Raya.
He's coming back in the morning. He's
furious. Convinced you will talk.
The other girls rally around, supportive. Raya shakes. Luba
looks into her eyes, suddenly melting.
But I didn't say anything. I won't say
anything. I didn't... (SOBBING)
Luba holds her tight. Their friendship not buried after all.
Luba unlocks a window, and gives her some money.
He's gonna kill you. Go! Go!
Raya's eyes widen. Terrified. She jumps out into the unknown.
222 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - MORNING 222
Kathy buttons up her uniform. Logging into her email...
In the INBOX: EMAIL after EMAIL. All with the same subject:
RE: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH OR GUILTY
223 INT. BILL HYNES' OFFICE - UN MISSION HEADQUARTERS - DAY 223
Blakely, Rick and JOHN MORGAN, 50s, State Department, stands
behind a FUMING Bill Hynes. He throws down Kathy's email.
What is this?
An email I wrote.
Bill suppresses his anger. He holds out his hand... Blakely
hands him a document. Bill places it before Kathy.
The actions I am taking are for your own
benefit. We are seeking your repatriation
back to the United States.
(stunned) You can't--
I'm doing this for your own good.
Kathy eyes him, her gaze shifting to Morgan.
BILL HYNES (CONT'D)
Right now, we are still willing to pay
your way home. You need to sign this, to
start your check-out procedure. You will
be out of this mission by Sunday.
She leaves. Without signing anything.
224 INT./ EXT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - AFTERNOON 224
THROUGH THE WINDOW: Kathy paces, nervous, telling all...
Madeleine stands, resolved. Says something. Kathy nods,
skeptical. Madeleine picks up the PHONE.
225 INT. BILL HYNES' OFFICE - UNMHQ - DAY 225
Madeline slams the door, having burst in. She stops. Squaring
off with Bill. Two WARRIORS. Bill keeps calm...
I'm starting to get a fucking headache.
All your people do is gender...
Right. It is a core function of the
He looks over, unimpressed.
About the memo--
The email? It seriously concerned me. The
level of recklessness she used speaks
volumes toward her mental state. This is
for her own good.
Bullshit. You can't just fire her without
cause. You need a reason that would stand
up in court!
She's burned out Madeleine!
She is not burned out, she's being
You hired her. You keep her under
control. You've always wanted to run this
your way. But I'm not going to let anyone
interfere with the way I run my mission!
Then start running it with some
integrity! It's your people perpetrating
crimes against humanity!
She goes to the door furious. But before she leaves...
Madeleine. Drop this. It's coming from
above my head.
This is coming from Washington?
Yes. They want her out.
Madeleine leaves. Focused. Something up her sleeve.
226 EXT. AMERICAN APARTMENT COMPLEX - NIGHT 226
Sulpher lights. Kathy approaches the building. The American
Flags hang from the windows. But it's quiet. Spookily quiet.
Kathy moves quickly. Alert.
Something moves -- Behind A CAR -- Flash of A MAN -- Kathy
picks up her pace -- Eyes forward, but... The Man...
Comes up behind her. Kathy flinches, as... he grabs her. She
turns quick. Realizing... It's Franz.
Let's go. Like nothing's wrong.
227 INT. KATHY'S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER 227
Franz takes apart Kathy's phone. Removing... a small DEVICE.
Kathy stares, alarmed. Franz looks around, frantic.
Searching... The COMPUTER. He rushes over. Turns it on...
ON SCREEN: A CURSOR FLASHES... Franz types...
I HAVE FRIENDS IN BRITISH INTEL.
He points to the ceiling. Kathy eyes the walls... Lingering
over each corner and crack. Franz grabs the keyboard...
PEOPLE ARE LISTENING TO YOU.
Kathy watches the screen. Afraid.
228 EXT. DRIVE WAY - SARAJEVO - NIGHT 228
Franz lays talcum powder under a UN SUV.
229 INT. FRANZ' HOUSE - NIGHT 229
Franz' house is small, a bit messy. Kathy's on the phone...
He's powdering my car.
230 INT. JAN'S HOME - THE NETHERLANDS - SAME 230
Jan shakes his head, horrified he's not there.
The door handles too? Check thoroughly to
see if there are any prints before you
get in that car tomorrow. Kathy, are you
Kathy nods. Still grasping what's happening.
So you know how we talked about living
together..? It may be a bit sooner than
She offers a nervous laugh.
Kathy, maybe it's time to come home.
She hangs her head. Then... A KNOCK at the DOOR. Kathy turns.
She puts down the phone. Inching forward... EYES ON THE DOOR.
Reaching it, Kathy looks through the EYEHOLE... And exhales.
She opens the door to... Madeleine Rees.
231 FRANZ'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 231
Kathy listens, anxious as Madeleine lays it out...
It's bollocks. Absolute and total. You
have signed a contract with Dyncorp
Aerospace Operations U.K... And there is
no provision under English law for
summary dismissal without due process or
Madeleine stops... seeing Kathy is overwhelmed.
But there was something else Bill said...
If this is coming from above... Kathy,you
need to prove that they are dismissing
you because you were uncovering wide-
spread corruption within this mission. If
you can prove that this is indeed coming
from Washington, that the State
Department is instructing Dyncorp to fire
you. Then we're talking about a
They tell me... people disappear. They
bug my house. I mean, I'm sitting here,
worried there's a bomb in my car--
We can fight this.
This isn't just my career, it's my life.
I don't know if I'm ready to be a
That's exactly what you are.
She eyes Madeleine, pointed. Madeleine sits back.
I don't know what to say to that. Think
about this. Let me know what you want to
do. I'll support you either way.
232 EXT. MOUNTAINS - BOSNIA - EARLY MORNING 232
An aerial glide over the mountains of Bosnia.
233 INT. OASIS BAR - BACK BEDROOM - MORNING 233
The girls sleep in their cots, when... BAM! Ivan kicks open
the door. He throws Raya in. On the ground. The girls wake.
Ivan. He picks Raya up by the neck. She fights. Luba runs in.
I didn't say anything. I never will. Why
are you doing this? I just want to go
home. I want to see... Mama... Mama...
But he kicks Raya in the stomach. She ROARS in pain. He flips
her over. Shaking her. He looks to the other girls. FURIOUS.
This all happened because of you.
He pulls out a gun. Raya looks to Luba for help. But it's too
late. Ivan presses the gun to Raya's head.
He glares into Raya's eyes. A flash of ire.
Raya reaches again... Luba steps forward, when... BANG!!!!
217 Raya's body falls. Luba turns away. She cups her hand over 217
her mouth. But a loud cry wails through...
234 EXT. MOUNTAINS - BOSNIA - DAY 234
The sound of Luba's scream fades over the morning. The wide
horizon is calm. But a closer look reveals...
235 EXT. RIVER - MOUNTAINS - BOSNIA - DAY 235
POLICE cordon off a RIVER BANK. Through an opening we see...
Viko. Keeping local cops at bay. Behind him is... Kathy. In
civilian clothes. Standing over a...
DEAD BODY. Raya. Kathy stares, expressionless. Viko clears
the cops out. Kathy turns, and retches. She pulls air into
lungs, then straightens. She looks up to the trees, the apex
of this leafy cathedral, as if invoking some higher power.
236 INT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - DAY 236
Kathy comes in. Madeleine looks up from a phone call.
What do I do?
Hand in an appeal. Keep reporting to
work. Watch how they respond. Build your
case... And catch them in their lies.
237 INT. UNMHQ - DAY 237
Kathy holds an envelope. Hynes' SECRETARY looks at Kathy.
MUFFLED SCREAMING from his office. Kathy leaves the letter.
Ms. Bolkovac... I, me and the other
secretaries... Your email was the bravest
thing anyone's even done in this mission.
Kathy nods, truly appreciating that. She walks away, her
silhouette growing smaller and smaller down the hall.
The secretary takes Kathy's letter. Walking into
BILL HYNES' OFFICE
Bill paces around Rick Jones, Ambassador Wells and John
Morgan. Hynes grabs Kathy's letter.
Get something on her! Get anything!
238 INT. PERSONNEL - UN MISSION HEADQUARTERS - DAY 238
Carmen listens to an anxious Kathy.
If you could just go into my office, I'll
give you a key to the cabinets...
But Carmen can't even meet Kathy's eye.
Kath... my parents really need the money
I send home. It's a lifesaver for them.
My Dad has medical bills... I'm so sorry.
Kathy nods, understanding but disappointed. She is alone.
239 INT. BOSNIAN DEPARTMENT STORE - DAY 239
Out of date, and under-stocked, the store is as spruce as a
little post-war TLC could make it. Kathy stands at a counter,
where a CLERK puts down a chunky PORTABLE CASSETTE RECORDER.
You don't have anything smaller?
240 INT. FRANZ' HOUSE - DAY 240
Kathy paces. She holds a tape recorder to the phone.
Yes, this is Kathy Bolkovac and--
241 EXT. AIRSTRIP - SARAJEVO - CONTINUOUS 241
Ambassador Wells in ushered toward a UN PLANE. Into a PHONE:
I can hardly hear you. Can you yell-
OK. CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?
YES. GO AHEAD.
THIS IS KATHRYN BOLKOVAC. I WANTED TO
DISCUSS MY TERMINATION--
THIS IS BETWEEN YOU AND THE IPTF.
OK. IT'S JUST THAT I WAS TOLD YOU MET
WITH MR. HYNES ABOUT ME.
THAT IS TOTALLY UNTRUE! WHO TOLD YOU
THAT? I BARELY RECOGNIZE YOUR NAME. I
CAN'T TALK RIGHT NOW.
The PLANE ENGINES are roaring. Kathy can't hear him. She
slams down the phone. Staring at the recorder. Thinking.
242 INT./EXT. UN SUV/ UNMHQ PARKING LOT - DAY 242
Kathy, parked. Rips open a CASSETTE TAPE. She looks at her
personage - this isn't fitting anywhere.
RAIN hits the windshield. The glass becomes blurry in the
haze of water. Kathy grabs a UN windbreaker from the back.
Sticks the recorder in its pocket.
243 INT./EXT. LOBBY - UNMHQ - DAY 243
Kathy flashes her UN ID. The guard eyes her. PASSERS-BY also.
244 INT. HALLWAY - UNMHQ - DAY 244
Kathy walks down the hall. Feeling it close in on her.
Turning a corner, to...
Peter Ward stands in front. He can't look her in the eye.
Kathy slips her hand into her pocket. Fumbling... Then looks
up. She's got it. ECU of TAPE WHEELS turning. Kathy moves
forward. Coming closer, she sees behind Peter...
A NOTICE ON THE DOOR: GENDER OFFICE SHUT DOWN.
Peter hands Kathy an envelope. Looking up... Apologetic. She
Timesheet Violations? They are firing me
for time sheet violations!!!
You should go.
I'm not going anywhere. Not without an
investigation. Madeleine Rees is--
Hynes has sent a delegate to Vienna to
have Madeleine Rees removed.
Kathy is stopped short.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
State Department auditors are here.
Asking for files on trafficking,
prostitution and time sheets.
Kathy stops. Realizing...
Can you repeat that?
He looks around, nervous.
Look, this is between you and me, but
Dyncorp and the State Department... you
know it's a dual thing, and this is the
action they have taken, whether right or
wrong... I'm being told to do this.
So you're saying the State Department is
instructing Dyncorp to fire me.
Peter nods. And Kathy has what she needs.
Please... can I just go in for one
minute, get my personal belongings.
She eyes him. Knowing who he is inside. He shouldn't... But
Peter opens the door. Kathy goes in
KATHY'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Closes the door behind her. Rushing -- to the File Cabinet --
takes out her keys -- TO THE BOTTOM DRAWER -- Kathy pushes
back FRONT FILES -- Takes FILES OUT -- Looking around -- --
She grabs a GYM BAG -- STUFFS IN AS MANY FILES AS SHE CAN.
She zips up the bag. Looks at the door. Still closed. She...
TAKES OUT HER TAPE RECORDER. Huddles down behind her desk...
PRESSES PLAY. But all she hears is FUZZ.
She turns. Peter stands over her. Eyeing the tape recorder.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
She looks at him, waiting for his next move. His eyes soften.
PETER WARD (CONT'D)
It probably won't work in most of the
rooms. Now c'mon. Get out of here.
She smiles, silently thanking him. She shoves the recorder in
her pocket. Grabs the bag. Thrown by it's heaviness. Peter
helps her get it on her shoulder.
He ushers her out. Locking the door behind them. They move
DOWN THE HALL
When Rick Jones barrels after them. Waving Kathy's appeal.
IPTF OFFICERS come out of their office. Kathy rushes into
Quickly looking around THE METAL PANELING. She drops the bag.
An ECHO REVERBERATES through the HOLLOW SHAFT. Kathy turns...
Again slipping her hand in her pocket. This time determined.
I'm gonna tell you this in front of him
and everybody else, you no longer have a
UN ID. You no longer have a UN job. You
do not have a job with the Department of
State. The Department of State holds your
contract. They are the ones who are
pulling it. You will not have an appeal.
You will not have a hearing. You will not
have anything. Do you understand?
Kathy lets the doors close without saying a word...
245 INT. KATHY'S OFFICE - MISSION HEADQUARTERS - SAME 245
The lights are off. The office sits untouched. Move over the
bulletin board, still overflowing with faces of girls.
246 INT. HALLWAYS - UNITED NATIONS HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT 246
The halls. Quiet. Still. No sense of the noise to come...
REPORTER'S VOICE (O.S.)
...suspected UN involvement in
international sex trafficking. Rumors of
these allegations began surfacing after
an email was sent describing...
247 INT. STUDIO - BBC HARDTALK - DAY 247
BBC CHIMES. Bill Hynes talks to TIM SEBASTIAN.
I can categorically state that not one
United Nations Officer has been involved
in the trafficking of a single woman.
Are you saying that you believe all these
victims' claims to be false?
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
I don't want to make accusations about
those girls. But I will assert over and
over again, I run a ZERO TOLERANCE
program for that type of activity...
248 INT. FRANZ' HOUSE - DAY 248
Kathy watches footage of Bill Hynes on BBC. She stares in
disbelief. Then picks up... THE GYM BAG FULL OF FILES.
249 INT. "BROTHEL" - DAY 249
An IPTF SWAT TEAM bursts down the door of a bar. They move
in, waving FLASHLIGHTS over GIRLS running in all directions.
250 INT. EDITING ROOM - UN MISSION HEADQUARTERS - DAY 250
ON A TV: Girls in silk robes. No sign of torture. They smile
at their saviours. Knights in bullet-proof vests.
The screen PAUSES. AN EDITOR Turns to Rick Jones.
Any unused footage. Use it all. I want
the press flooded with EPKs.
251 INT. MADELEINE REES' OFFICE - DAY 251
Madeleine speaks to REPORTERS.
What do you say to rumors that Dyncorp
are working to have you removed?
Try me... These raids are for show and
completely amateurish. This is the
biggest cover-up I have ever seen!
252 EXT. BASARABSKA MARKET - DAY 252
Kathy moves through TOURISTS browsing for jewelry. Holding
the gym bag tight. She turns a corner down a
240 Narrow. TWO PEOPLE WIDE.. Keeping her eyes to the ground. 240
BILL HYNES (O.S.)
We've had a UN inspection by senior
investigators from New York. We've had
inspectors from the State Department.
253 INT. UNITED NATIONS HEADQUARTERS - DAY 253
John Morgan leads STATE DEPARTMENT AUDITORS into the lobby.
254 EXT. NARROW ALLEY - BASARABSKA MARKET - DAY 254
Kathy turns into a PIZZA SHOP. Flanked by AMERICAN FAMILIES.
She walks, knowingly... into a BACK PATIO.
258 Small and dark. Kathy spots... A WOMAN in the back. 258
255 EXT. BACK PATIO - PIZZA SHOP - BASARABSKA MARKET - DAY 255
Kathy sits across from JOANNA PAUL SMITH. Eyeing her gym bag.
JOANNA PAUL SMITH (BRITISH ACCENT)
I've been working at Human Rights Watch
for fifteen years. We've been keeping
close tabs on this. No one has come
forward with anything solid before.
I have everything you need. When I arrive
in Amsterdam safely, I will go on record.
Joanna nods, a glimmer of admiration. Kathy stands, shakes
her hand, and leaves... Disappearing into the crowd.
256 INT./EXT. CAR/ROAD - NIGHT 256
Kathy drives alone. Checking the rearview mirror.
A car pulls up behind her. It's bright light blinds Kathy.
The car closes in on her. She winces, but... The car passes.
It's just Kathy on the road. The gym bag on the seat beside
her. The culmination of everything she's been fighting for.
Her red tail lights disappear into a dark mountain tunnel.
Fade up on:
257 EXT. COURTHOUSE - LONDON, ENGLAND - DAY 257
REPORTERS snap pictures of Kathy.
BBC REPORTER (O.S.)
Expecting a verdict today. Two years ago,
Ms. Bolkovac took her case against her
employer, Dyncorp, to an industrial
tribunal in Southampton, because the
company is governed by UK employment law.
258 INT. COURTHOUSE - DAY 258
A THREE JUDGE PANEL in a hearing room.
Kathy and KAREN BAILEY, her lawyer. Across from them, a TEAM
of DYNCORP DEFENSE ATTORNEYS. Rick Jones in the seating area.
259 EXT. INDEPENDANCE SQUARE - KYIV - DAY 259
Luba walks through a crowd. She stops at a fountain and looks
around, nervous. Then she spots... Mara.
Ivan let you go. This is what you do now.
Luba nods, understanding.
BACK IN THE COURTROOM
Karen squeezes Kathy's hand. Kathy looks to the back of the
courtroom... Erin smiles at Kathy. So proud.
JUDGE SWISS holds up Kathy's TAPE RECORDER...
Kathy straightens. The Judge reads from a VERDICT. Karen's
face lights up. Kathy's won. Jan breathes, relieved.
260 INT. COFFEE SHOP - KYIV - DAY 260
Mara and Luba sit across from a YOUNG GIRL, 16. The girl
excitedly flips through a SWISS HOTEL BROCHURE...
YOUNG GIRL (UKRAINIAN)
You both worked here?
Mara looks at Luba, a 'do or die' look in her eye. Hiding her
shame, she gathers her strength for this lie.
Yes. It will change your life.
AND IN THE COURTROOM
FLASHBULBS pop as Kathy stands... Pleased, but not elated.
The Dyncorp team files out. As the judges stand, one of them
eyes Kathy. And they connect. As only true lawmen do.
But in this moment, the Judge, Kathy and us... We all know...
She never wanted to win. She just wanted to do her job.
261 EXT. KYIV - NIGHT 261
The sixty-story high STATUE of MOTHER UKRAINE guards Kyiv.
262 INT. SMALL CHURCH - DAY 262
A PRIEST delivers a sermon. His eyes on Halyna. She sits,
holding a picture of Raya. A sprinkling of MOURNERS near her.
263 EXT. MOSQUE - SARAJEVO - NIGHT 263
WORSHIPPERS kneel and pray.
264 EXT. UNITED NATIONS MISSION HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT 264
The member countries' flags crack in the wind. WHITE UN
VEHICLES are parked outside. The United Nations stands watch.
FADE UP ON:
265 INT. BBC HARDTALK - DAY 265
We end this film with FOOTAGE of THE REAL KATHRYN BOLKOVAC in
her BBC HARDTALK INTERVIEW with TIM SEBASTIAN. Show...
We talked to Bill Hynes, who was the
senior UN official in Bosnia at the time,
we talked to him a year ago, on this
program about some of your allegations.
He said they weren't true at all. He said
'We've had senior officials from New
York, we've had investigations from the
State Department... I can now
categorically say that not a single UN
official was involved in trafficking'.
I think that Mr. Hynes knows this is a
So you're accusing him of lying. That not
a single word he said is true.
I watched that... Yes.
Tim shifts. Kathy sits calm.
Would you do it again?
Yes I would. No doubt about it... I would
definitely do it again. I'm not the type
of person who would... As a law
enforcement officer, I am held to a
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AFTER A TWO YEAR BATTLE, A BRITISH TRIBUNAL RULED THAT
KATHRYN BOLKOVAC MADE A PROTECTED DISCLOSURE AND WAS UNFAIRLY
DISMISSED BY DYNCORP FOR BLOWING THE WHISTLE.
KATHRYN BOLKOVAC IS YET TO BE RE-HIRED IN THE INTERNATIONAL
SECTOR. HER NAME WOULD THREATEN AN INSTITUTION'S FUNDING.
IN 2003, DYNCORP WON A MULTI-MILLION DOLLAR CONTRACT IN IRAQ.
THIS IN ADDITION TO CONTRACTS IN COLUMBIA, LIBERIA AND
TRAFFICKING IN PERSONS IS A GLOBAL CRIME. OVER TWO MILLION
PEOPLE HAVE BEEN TRAFFICKED FOR THE PURPOSE OF SEXUAL
SLAVERY. THE NUMBER OF UNKNOWN CASES ARE IMPOSSIBLE TO TELL.
PLEASE STOP THE TRAFFIC.