House_of_Cards_1x01_-_Pilot

FRANCIS
I want him gone because he’s a
pretty face with an empty skull.
The Foreign Relations Committee
needs a Secretary I can work with.
Somebody brilliant. Somebody
tough. Somebody who isn’t afraid
to stand up to Walker when he’s
wrong. We need you Catherine.
DURANT
(slight beat)
Let’s assume I’m interested...
FRANCIS
I don’t want to assume - I want to
know.
INT. RAYBURN BLDG PARKING GARAGE - NIGHT
A Black SUV rounds a corner on the bottom floor of the
garage, pulls into an empty spot. We can see that Steve is
driving. The back door opens. Stamper gets out. He heads
toward a set of dumpsters in the far corner. Looks around.
Sees no one. Opens the lid to one of the dumpsters.
INT. NEWSROOM - DAY
ZOE is seated at her desk, looking miserable - trapped, underappreciated,
creativity stifled. She’s got her land line
phone to one ear and is taking notes she clearly doesn’t give
a rat’s ass about.
ZOE
Uh-huh...uh-huh...
Her cell phone vibrates. She glances at it. “Unknown
Number.”
ZOE (CONT’D)
(into the land line)
Hold on.
She answers the cell phone.
ZOE (CONT’D)
Zoe Barnes.
After a beat she stiffens, suddenly alert.
52.