Who are you expecting to bomb you, Random House?
Monastic.
More lines from The Ghost
9 quotesUse it? I think we should open the whole book like this. "I went into politics out of love, not love for a party or an ideology, but out of love for a woman."
Your hair's all wet, you're drenched. Let me get you a towel. [Goes to bathroom and whispers in mirror] Bad idea.
It's all right. Everything'll be all right.
Forty thousand years of human language, and there's no word to describe our relationship. It was doomed.
"Langs are Scottish folk originally and proud of it. Our name is a derivation of 'long', the Old English word for tall, and it is from North of the border that my forefathers hail." Fu...ck.
Well all the words are there, they're just in the wrong order.
Some peace protesters are trying to kill me!
Oh, God.
Scenes with The Ghost
22 scenesBut you realize I know nothing about politics?
You voted for him, didn't you?
Adam Lang? Of course I did.
Everyone voted for him. He wasn't a politician, he was a craze.
Well, there you go.
Look, it's a new ghostwriter he needs, not another goddamn politico. He was paid $10 million for these memoirs, but rumor has it the manuscript's a crock of shit. Rhinehart's lending him his house at the ocean so they can fix it, and the pressure must have gotten to McAra. Pathologist said his blood was, like, three parts booze.
You mean he drowned by accident?
Accident, suicide, who cares? It was the book that killed him.
Well, that's encouraging. [Rick dryly chuckles] Who is this McAra? Should I have heard of him?
Yeah. He was some kind of aide to Lang when he was Prime Minister, so don't admit that you haven't. He was with him for years.
I don't know, Rick.
This is a great opportunity for you. Plus the money is good. Kids won't starve.
I don't have any kids.
I do.
Roy. [Getting wanded and frisked]] Who're you expecting to bomb you, Random House?
We're publishing Lang's memoirs. That's enough to make us a target, apparently.
Thank you. [In elevator] How many have you seen?
Five. You're the last. I must be honest. I don't think you're the right man for this assignment.
Then it's a good job it's not your decision, Roy.
John Maddox, chief executive of Rhinehart, New York.
Sir.
Sidney Kroll, Mr. Lang's Washington attorney.
Mr. Kroll.
And Nick Ricardelli I believe you know.
All right, Rick.
All right, I gather from Rick you're aware of the situation? Perhaps you can enlighten us and tell us what exactly you're gonna bring to this project.
Nothing. No, I'm not gonna pretend to be someone I'm not. You have my CV.
His last effort was the autobiography of a magician, I Came, I Sawed, I Conquered.
Yeah, and it went straight to number one, so...
After you turned it down, Roy. Look, I don't read political memoirs. Who does? And I gather you've spent $10 million on this book. How much of that are you gonna see back? Two? Three? It's bad news for your shareholders. And it's worse news for your client, Mr. Kroll. Adam Lang, he wants a place in history, not in the remainder tables.
Oh, please!
It's because I know nothing about politics that I'll ask the questions that get right to the heart of who Adam Lang is. And that is what sells autobiographies. Heart.
Wow! That's nicely done.
What utter balls!
You think so?
John, of course. Adam Lang's a world historical figure. His autobiography is gonna be a world-publishing event.
Yeah, well, I got warehouses filled with world-publishing events waiting to be pulped.
Sid?
Adam is obviously still very upset by what happened to Mike McAra. He was irreplaceable. Irreplaceable, and yet he has to be replaced. Adam can certainly appreciate the benefits of trying someone different. In the end, it's about chemistry. Do you work out, maybe?
Not really.
That's a pity. Adam likes to work out.
Actually, I know a good writer on the Guardian who uses a gym.
Okay, maybe we could just run over the publishing schedule, yeah?
We need to wrap this up in a month.
A month?
Yes.
You want the book in a month?
We already have a first draft.
Yeah, well, it needs a lot of work. That's why I like your résumé here. You're fast, and you deliver.
You name it, he ghosts it.
And you're a Brit. The ghost should be a Brit. [Mimics English accent] To get the jolly old tone right, right? [Rick chuckles]
Do you have any family commitments?
No, I have no family. Why?
Adam is locked into a US lecture tour, also a fundraising program for the Adam Lang Foundation.
It's a month in the States. That's okay.
Couldn't I bring the manuscript back here to work on?
I'm afraid not. It's in a secure environment in Marty Rhinehart's own house. Only a few people are allowed to handle it.
Sounds more like a bomb than a book. I will need to see it myself at some point. I am supposed to be editing it. Yeah, in theory.
Actually, we need to talk about that. How soon can you get over there?
As soon as you want.
He'll fly tonight.
Rick.
It's okay.
Okay, you're in.
Oh!
Congratulations.
Thank you. Thanks.
Rick.
Thank you.
Actually, I have something here you might want to look at.
Is that... Is that...
No, no, no, this isn't Adam's book. No, it's another client of mine. Yeah, perhaps you can let me know what you think.
Sure.
Okay, if you're gonna get that evening flight, we'd better talk contracts with Rick here. [To dazed Roy] Wanna show our friend to the door? [Raises voice] Would you?! Roy?! [Roy comes to]
Call you in an hour, buddy.
Hey! Remember... [Pats chest saying in English accent] Heart.
There's something not quite right about this project.
What? Me, you mean?
Obviously you. And McAra. Suicide? He didn't strike me as the suicidal type.
Always nice to see you, Roy.
Good luck.
Yeah?
Congratulations!
On what?
On having me as your agent.
Yeah, I can hardly believe my luck.
Are you packed?
I just got mugged.
Shit! Are you okay?
Yeah, all they took was the manuscript that Sidney Kroll gave me.
What? Why?
I don't know. You tell me.
Are you hurt?
No, I'm fine. I think they must have followed me from Rhinehart's.
Why would they do that?
Well, maybe they thought I had Lang's book. I knew this whole thing was a bad idea.
You're still okay to fly tonight, right?
For God's sake, Rick, I'm in shock.
Well, here's another shock for you. For one month's work on a manuscript that's already written, Rhinehart Inc. Is willing to pay you $250,000, plus expenses. Window seat or aisle?
Islam has issued a statement claiming responsibility. We hope to bring you more on that later in the bulletin. Meanwhile, former British Prime Minister Adam Lang is back in the news tonight. According to leaked documents, Mr. Lang authorized the illegal use of British special forces to seize four suspected Al-Qaeda terrorists in Pakistan and then hand them over for interrogation by the CIA. The men, Nasir Ashraf, Marwat Sayed, Salim Khan and Faruk Ahmed, all British citizens, were seized in the Pakistani city of Peshawar five years ago. All four were allegedly transferred out of the country to a secret location and tortured. Mr. Ashraf is reported to have died under interrogation. Such an operation would have been illegal under...
Yeah?
Where are you?
Heathrow, like you. Waiting for my flight to New York.
Can you see the news?
The Lang story? Yeah, I'm watching it now.
What have you gotten me into?
I got you into a quarter of a million bucks, pal, that's what I got you into. They're calling my flight. I gotta go.
Listen, I just realized Sidney Kroll could have given me that manuscript deliberately so it would look like I was carrying Lang's book.
Why the hell would he do that?
I don't know. To use me as a tethered goat?
Get some sleep on the plane. You're sounding weird. "A tethered goat." I'll call you next week.
...and long-term psychological trauma. In other words, torture.
Who are you?
I'm your ghost.
Right...
Don't worry, he isn't always such a jerk.
All right. He's ready for you. [Walking upstairs leading The Ghost] How's your hotel? Quiet?
Monastic.
That's nice. No distractions.
Thanks, love. [To The Ghost] Hi, man. You ready to start?
Absolutely. [Amelia produces box on desk, opens it to reveal manuscript and holds up USB stick] Is the manuscript loaded on this?
It is.
Can I have it?
I'm sorry, that would be a security risk.
You mean I've got to retype the whole manuscript?
Have you really got my entire book on that little thing?
We can get 100 books on it, Adam. And it can be copied in a flash. That's the trouble.
Amazing. You know the worst thing about my life? You get so out of touch. Everything's done for you. You don't drive, you don't carry money. If I need cash, I have to borrow it from the protection boys. This is the kind of details we need in the memoirs. I couldn't put that in. People would think I was a complete idiot.
No, not at all. No, this shows what it's like being Prime Minister. That's exactly what the readers want to know. How does it feel to run a country? How does it feel to be so cut off? How does it feel to be so hated?
Thanks a lot.
And so loved.
Amelia, what do you think?
I think I should leave you two alone.
So, how do we go about this?
I interview you. I turn your answers into prose. Here and there, I'll add linking passages, imitating your voice.
Okay. You heard about Mike?
Yes. I'm sorry.
We should put in something nice about him. I think his mother would like that.
Of course.
Well, um, the first thing that struck me was, you became such a successful politician precisely because you didn't appear to be a politician. It's certainly not something I wanted to do when I was younger. I thought most student politicians were complete nerds.
Well, I'm with you there. So, what turned you on to politics?
Turned me on, indeed. Let's see, I was 23, something like that, a couple of years out of Cambridge. And I remember it was a Sunday afternoon, it was raining. I was still in bed. And someone starts knocking at the door. And, you know, I'd been out the night before and had a few drinks and what have you. So, I get the pillow and I put it over my head, and it starts up again. Knock, knock, knock, knock! And I get up, I'm swearing, I go to the door and there's this girl. She's soaking wet, but she just launches into this speech about the local elections. And that's it. I'm in love.
And this is Ruth?
This is Ruth. And the only way I can see her again is to join the party and hand out leaflets.
This is great.
You want to use this?
Use it? I think we should open the whole book like this. "I went into politics out of love, not love for a party or an ideology, but out of love for a woman."
Could you transcribe this as quickly as possible, please?
Of course.
Thanks.
How's it going?
Pretty well. He keeps calling me 'man'!
He always does that when he can't remember someone's name. There are sandwiches in the kitchen.
Are you awake?
Well, I am now.
I'm sorry.
It's all right. Hang on. What time is it?
I don't know. I called Adam.
And?
Can I come in? [Sits on bed] The day before Mike died, he and Adam had a terrible row. I've never told anyone this before, not even the police.
What about?
Ruth Lang I don't know. But it was furious. They never spoke again. When I asked Adam about it, he refused to discuss it. After what you just said, I felt I should ask him again.
And what did he say?
Ruth Lang He was having dinner with the Vice President. That bloody Bly woman wouldn't even give him the phone. Oh, God. Oh, dear God. What's he got himself mixed up in? [Starts to sob]
It's all right. Everything'll be all right.
I'm scared. I've never been scared in my life before, but I am now.
Your hair's all wet, you're drenched. Let me get you a towel. [Goes to bathroom and whispers in mirror] Bad idea.
Do you mind?
Course not. [Climbs in bed with Ruth crawling over him]
The modesty of the morning after?
I'm sorry. I thought you were asleep.
You mean you thought I'd be gone? [Reading] You've taken out the family tree. He's very proud of the Langs.
You know, if you want a family tree, go to a garden center.
Why have you underlined my name every time?
I was surprised there wasn't more about you.
Why? I'm just the wife.
Yeah, even so. You ought not to be written out of history.
Why not? Most women are.
Then I'll reinstate you. I'll put in all the occasions that he's forgotten.
How kind. Like the boss's secretary that remembers his wife's birthday for him?
Something like that. But then, like you say, I'm not a proper writer.
What are you planning to do?
Leave.
It's not necessary, as far as I'm concerned.
I'm afraid it is, as far as I am.
Where will you go?
Back to the hotel. Look, I'm sorry. I should never have stayed in a client's house. It always ends up with...
With you screwing the client's wife?
No, not always. But it does make it hard to maintain a professional distance.
And the thing we discussed last night? What do you propose to do about that?
That's none of my business.
Well, you can't just ignore it.
Look, I'm his ghostwriter. I'm not an investigative reporter. What are you gonna do about it?
Perhaps I'll write my own memoirs. Ex-Prime Minister's Wife Tells All.
Well, if you ever decide to do that, give me a call.
You think I need someone like you to produce my book? I don't want to be in his bloody memoirs. He's on his own. I'll get a divorce. And she can do the prison visits. [Storms out door and slams door]
You wouldn't happen to know if there are any flights leaving the airport tonight, would you?
Not unless you've got your own private jet.
Ah, I lent it to my butler.
Haha, oh you Brits!
Hello?
You're alive.
Yeah, just about.
I've been worried sick. The police called to say they'd found the car on the ferry. Again!
I'm so sorry. I parked it, and then, and then I got off the boat.
What the hell were you doing on the mainland, anyway?
I drove to New York.
Why?
I needed to see John Maddox.
And where are you now?
I'm still at the ferry terminal. I missed the last crossing.
You really are bloody hopeless! I just had Adam on the phone, trying to get hold of you. He's flying back tonight. He sounds in a right state.
You didn't tell him about us, did you? God's sake, Ruth!
I've got to go. I'll call you back.
Who is it?
Mr. Rycart sent me.
Hold on.
Just gonna do a quick check, if you don't mind. Get your stuff together. We're leaving.
Hey! That's private!
He's clean.
Thanks, Frank. Sorry about that. Please, get in.
You thought it was a trap?
It crossed my mind. You do work for Lang.
Yeah, for three days. I hardly know the guy.
Who does? I worked for him for 15 years, till he fired me, and I still can't fathom him.
Yeah, his wife said more or less the same.
There you go. If someone as sharp as Ruth can't get him, what hope do we have? Tough day?
Yeah, you could say that.
You have the book?
Yeah.
He's got it.
...
Before we go any further, I wonder if I might take a look at that book.
No. Before we go any further, there's a few things I'd like to know first. Such as, why did Mike McAra have your number?
Okay. Sure. He was helping me.
McAra? How?
Mike found the documents linking Lang to the torture flights.
What? It was McAra who gave you the documents?
Yeah, Mike McAra. The loyalest of the loyal.
But why?
He didn't like discovering he was working for a war criminal. Would you? Oh, I forgot. You are. The book?
Well, don't tell me you're gonna read it now.
Not all of it. Just the beginning. There's something very important about it.
Yeah. It's the cure for insomnia.
...
Mike said he'd discovered something new. It's the last time he called me. He said it explained everything that had gone wrong when we were in government.
What was it?
He wouldn't say over the phone. He just kept saying if anything happened to him, the truth was in Lang's memoirs. "It's all there in the beginning."
The beginning? Then he means Cambridge. [Rummages for photo and displays it]
What the hell's this?
That is Lang, and that is Paul Emmett.
Emmett? The Arcadia guy. So what?
On the day that Mike McAra died, he drove up to see Emmett, and I think he was murdered on his way home.
What?
I went to see Emmett today, and two guys followed me from his house. That's why I called you. At the time that this photograph was taken, Paul Emmett was an officer in the CIA.
Emmett?
Foreign Resources Division.
Oh, my God. You realize how important this is, don't you? This explains why Lang went into politics. Everyone knows he didn't have a political thought in his pretty little head. This is why he rose so quickly, with a little help from his friends.
Well, do you think it's possible...
Okay, a quiz for you. Name one decision Lang made in 10 years as Prime Minister which wasn't in the interests of the USA. Well, come on, it's not a trick question. Iraq, Middle East policy, Star Wars defense, buying American nuclear missiles, support of terrorist rendition. The sacking of any minister Washington didn't like, including yours truly. McAra was right. This explains everything.
It's Amelia Bly.
Answer it.
Hello, Amelia.
Good evening. I have Adam for you.
Lang.
We're coming to get you.
What?
Ruth tells me you're stuck at the ferry terminal. We've just taken off from New York. Pilot says we can stop by and pick you up.
Really? There's no need.
We've got a book to write, remember?
Hold on a sec, Adam. He said he wants to pick me up in his private jet.
Say yes.
What if it's a trap?
If you refuse, he'll get suspicious. Tell him yes.
That'd be great, Adam. Yeah, thanks.
I'll get to the airport. See you there.
...
He sounds worried. I really don't think this is a good idea.
You have no choice.
Emmett must have told Lang that I'd been to see him.
So, what's he gonna do about it? Dump you in the ocean?
Well, it happened before!
Which means it can't happen again. He can't drown two ghostwriters, for God's sake. You're not kittens.
All this is just theory. We don't have any proof.
You'll get us the proof.
Me?
You're his ghostwriter. Presumably, he lets you tape him.
I use discs, actually. Discs, tapes.
You've got to confront him with this. Record his reaction. Even if he denies it, it's something.
I'm in a tricky position here. I signed a confidentiality agreement.
It's a bit late for that. It means the discs are his property. The court can subpoena them.
And what if I don't record any discs?
Then you'll be subpoenaed and forced to repeat this whole story.
Then I'll deny it.
Then I'll give them this. Frank is recording every word. Aren't you, Frank? Oh! Come on! Don't look so shocked. What did you expect? That I'd come into a meeting with a man working for Lang without taking any precautions? Except you're not working for Lang anymore. You're working for the good guys.
You know all this is pointless, don't you? In the end, he'll just retire over here with his CIA pension, and he'll tell you and the bloody war crimes court to go and **** yourselves.
...
Good evening, sir. Hatherton welcomes you aboard.
Thank you. It's my first time in a private jet.
Well, let's hope it's not your last.
Hi, man. Take your seat.
Thanks.
Hey, bring my ghost a Calvados.
Yes, sir.
Do you mind?
Leave it off for now. Ruth said you were in New York to see Maddox.
That's right.
How was he?
He was fine. Full of energy?
You know John.
Yes, I do know John. As a matter of fact, I was just with him.
You never saw him today, did you?
No.
Do you have something to tell me?
I went to see Emmett.
That windbag! Why?
I know about you and Emmett.
Me and Emmett?
I know that he was your...
My?
...handler, if that's what they're called.
My handler?
Yeah, that he was your handler in the CIA.
Oh, my God. You're serious, aren't you?
When McAra found this, he went to Boston to show it to Emmett, and he died on the way home, and I think he was murdered.
I think you've had a few too many of those already.
It was McAra who believed that Emmett told you to go into politics in the first place.
Emmett? I barely knew the man.
And that story of yours about why you joined the party and Ruth and the canvassing, well, the dates don't fit.
I got the dates wrong. Big deal!
Then when he found this photograph, and he heard the rumors about Emmett being in the CIA...
Rumors?
It's on the Internet.
I've never heard such utter balls in my entire life. Mike would never have believed such crap. He was too clever. Too loyal. Mike betrayed you to Rycart. How do you know that?
He told me.
Rycart? He's lying.
This phone number on the back of the photograph, it's Rycart's. The handwriting, that's McAra's.
Mike. Mike, Mike.
And you knew he was disillusioned. You had a big row with him just before he died.
Yes, I know, but he never mentioned this. This is just... This is grotesque. I've never taken orders from anyone. Whatever I did, I did because I believed it was right.
What, even supporting illegal kidnapping for torture?
Oh, for God's sake, spare me the bleeding-heart bullshit! Do you know what I'd do if I was in power again? I'd have two queues at airports. One for flights where we'd done no background checks, infringed on no one's civil bloody liberties, used no intelligence gained by torture. And on the other flight, we'd do everything we possibly could to make it perfectly safe. And then we'd see which plane the Rycarts of this world would put their bloody kids on! And you can put that in the book! [Assistant staff stare at them]
How long had you known Mr. Lang?
Couple of days.
In what capacity?
I was his ghost. His ghostwriter.
Do you recognize this man?
He was one of the protestors. His son was killed in Iraq.
Did you ever speak with him?
He was in the bar one night in the hotel where I was staying.
But did you speak with him?
He asked me if I knew where Adam Lang was staying on the island. I told him that I didn't.
Did you report this conversation?
Sorry?
Did you report this conversation to Mr. Lang's protection team?
No.
What was Mr. Lang's demeanor this evening?
He was... He was fine. He seemed fine.
One witness said she thought she heard Mr. Lang shouting at you.
No.
We're gonna need your passport.
Why?
A serious crime was just committed in US territory, and you're the key witness. We need to keep you close.
Like a fallen soldier, Adam Lang went home today, home to a shocked and grieving nation. Not just his family, but friends and political opponents joined in tribute.
A great colleague and a true patriot. We had our disagreements, but we always stayed friends. My heart goes out to Ruth and the family. [Knock on door] And I would like to say Adam will be... [The Ghost turns off TV]
Who is it? [Opens door]
Congratulations!
On what now?
Still having me as your agent. [Pokes The Ghost's face with his passport]
Hmm?
They don't need you anymore. You're free to go. [Pulls open drapes and The Ghost sits on bed] You ready to get back to work?
I don't think I can, Rick. I'm sorry. Not after all this.
Don't be a jerk. This is a hot book now. It's Adam Lang's voice from the grave. The guy, he's a hero.
I just want to go home.
You can. Go. Go home. And finish the book from London.
I don't know, Rick.
Here we are.
Oh, here we are.
I'm sorry. I think I'm over it, and then suddenly I realize I'm not.
Are you sure this is all right?
Of course. My invitation said plus one.
Only I wondered if you might've wanted to bring your husband.
That didn't work out. I hadn't appreciated quite how bored he was with being my plus one.
Shall we go in?
Yeah. Amelia Bly, plus one. [To attendant when entering book launch party] Thank you.
That was a bit of a turn-up, for the books, you calling me.
I heard you weren't invited, and I thought you should be here.
Ghosts are never invited to the launch party, as a rule. We're an embarrassment. Like a mistress at a wedding.
Sorry. I brought you a present.
Thank you. That's very funny.
I thought, seeing as you were so keen to hold onto it, you might like it as a souvenir. Between you and me, it wasn't us, it was the Americans. They thought the book was a potential threat to national security.
But there's nothing in it.
Something about the beginnings. I think that's what I heard.
The beginning?
No, beginnings. The beginnings.
Beginnings? [Has a moment of epiphany]
You all right?
Do you know that man? The one who's speaking to Ruth.
Paul Emmett?
What's he doing here?
Well, he was Ruth's tutor at Harvard when she was a Fulbright scholar. Why shouldn't he be here?
Do you mind if I have that back a second?
Did you ever want to be a proper politician in your own right?
Of course, didn't you want to be a proper writer?
Are you ill?
No, I'm aging. This place is Shangri-La in reverse.
I'd never guess you smoked.
I only allow myself one. In times of great stress or contentment.
Which is this?
Very funny.
Single or return?
Return. I hope.
It's my first time in a private jet.
Let's hope it's not your last.
I suppose even ghosts must have feelings.
We are sensitive spirits.
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