House_of_Cards_1x01_-_Pilot

Blythe nods.
FRANCIS (CONT’D)
That version is dead. Erase every
copy on every computer.
FRANCIS (CONT’D)
(as he goes)
Call me if you need anything.
And Francis is out the door. We follow him. He turns to us.
FRANCIS (CONT’D)
(to the camera)
Busy work for poor old Blythe.
Eventually I’ll have to re-write
the bill myself. Not because I
care what’s in it. I only care
about where it gets me. And if it
gets me rubbing shoulders with
Walker again, it’s served its
purpose. But to do that I need a
bill I can pass. Ideology is for
standing still on a soapbox. I
never stand still. I want
momentum.
INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
TIGHT on the door. A knock. A moment later the door opens,
revealing the CALL-GIRL we saw with Russo the night before.
She’s wearing a long overcoat and heels. CUT TO to Stamper.
STAMPER
Come on in.
The Call-Girl takes a look around the room, impressed. She
unzips her overcoat. Let’s it fall to the ground. She’s
only wearing panties underneath.
Stamper pulls an enormous wad out of his jacket pocket.
Tosses it to her. She starts to flip through the wad.
STAMPER (CONT’D)
Ten thousand dollars. What will
that get me?
She eyes him, a little frightened.
CALL-GIRL
I mean I’m kinky, but I don’t know
if I’m the girl you’re looking for.
49.