The Princess Of Morocco - Screenplay

By Dianna Diverno

Audrey McLiam is a British, secret agent who investigates cases of international terrosism and jet-set crime

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dianna Diverno
• Release date: Jul 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201266448

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Screenplay of The Princess of Morocco by Dianna Diverno

Roles : Audrey MC Liam, Inspector Hastings, Thai Chen Baltimore, Kayle Browes, Shirley Palmer, Kelly Lori, Said Jilas, Henry Hall, Rahela, Samira, Josiph Almir Had, Frau Schulz, Priest Lorence, Policeman Jones, Florence Nixon, Jan Set Cheng, Sue Ellen, Elisabeth, Marciella Macomby, Dorian Macomby,  Doc. Jackie, a bodyguard at the entrance, Mao Jeng, Daniel Richardson, Swenson, Mickey-pimp, slots and guys on the yacht, Helga, Lady Amina, a maid, Stephan Lori, Jet song, Politicians at the Parliament, a driver, Palace  guards, prostitutes in the street, April, a specialist of Pathology, policeman 2,policeman 3,Vilmor, Tracy, Harrington, Robertson, Roland Baker...

Translation: Anika Rem – 2007 year

LONDON, the year 2001

(Kelly, Said, other guests in the restaurant, waiters)

Homely restaurant, waiters passing by, carrying trays, there are many guests at the moment. Kelly and Said sitting at a table, he is giving her a small jewelry box. That minute, they exchange glances.

-What is it? Kelly asks him, with a smile on her face and takes the box from Said's hand.

-For you. Forever. - Said watches her open the box.

She smiled at him and opened the box, watching at the beautiful collier.

Devin! -(Kelly puts the box aside) - " It's nice to know when somebody loves you. My parents think that you are a good partner!

(she takes his hand) They think,that I'll be happy. (He takes her hands, saying : I'll do my best to make you happy.

I believe you.-says Kelly.

(they go on with their meal)

I am trying to envisage our life, but it's very difficult... - says Kelly,putting her fork aside.

What honey? - asks Said.

Well for instance hadzib, our faith/believes, the beduins...Actually, the whole of Morocco!-Kelly lifts her shoulders.

And? - Said asks.

I don't succeed very well. It's like in the ferry-tale about Aladin - says Kelly.

Why not? Everything will be as you wish,believe me! (he takes her hands again) -You'll be my princess."

Yes I will. Sure I will. (she smiled)

(They continue eating . While leaving the restaurant a blond woman emerges Said and quickly puts a note into his coat-pocket.

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(Sophia and Stephen are sitting in a room of their big house. Sophia starts walking around carrying her small dog in her arms.Looks at the wedding-gown hanging at the cupboard door.Stephen is sitting on an armchair,reading a newspaper.

And it shouldn't get dirty. I am telling you,it shouldn't. It's essential,that the gown be white,do you here me? Snow-white as Mount Everest! -—her voice was hissing.

Sure dear- says Stephen, quickly putting aside his newspaper,l ooking at his wife. Sitting on the armchair.

It's important,that the wedding day passes wonderfully, fabulously, marvelously...tell me do you remember us? - Sophia looks at him.

Naturally .Believe me, that I'll never forget that day. - says Stephen.

Don't be so cynical! It's bad for your health to be like...(she caresses her dog) -Tell me Flify,you would never be like that, would you?"

Stephen looks at her above his papers. - I think it hurts more to your health carrying that dog around and talking to him.

Hus! (staring at the wedding gown) - And it is wonderful,isn't it?"

(Stephen takes a deep breath) - I told you twenty times,that it is.

(Sophia sits opposite him and puts his newspaper away.)

Sophia says : - Tell me, I am worried. How does it all seem to you? Do you think, that people will start talking about, what has happened?

Stephen answered : - I doubt it, that anyone would ever think about it.

It was all for her own good. We are the parents. The children should always be at the first place...- says Sophia..................

That's right. - answers Stephen.

Oh, if only that day would come! - says Sophia caressing her dog.

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(Office, Said sitting in front of his P.C. He is making some oil- transactions/mergers. ..gets a call,the caller speaks arabic:

Voice : Everything runs as it should?

So far,yes -answers Said.

Voice: All shipments have a secret code?

I couldn't say other vise - says Said.

Voice: The package shall be sent by tomorrow morning.

All right - answers Said.

End of call. Said takes the photo of Kelly Lori into his hands and watches it for a few minutes...

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(- the restaurant exploded just before the  wedding ceremony would start - before the explosion, the restaurant was full of elegant people,guests-well dressed,some just arriving in limousines, some entering the restaurant. Most of them were somewhat excited. Said was standing in front of the registrar.

Sophia and Stephen were seated in the front row.

Kelly was outside in her wedding gown,coming close to the restaurant,holding on to her bouquet.,looking around.Her thoughts were the following:

"This day has finally come...I had been day-dreaming so much about my wedding day, a long time ago. Now I have a feeling, that I will start crying. But it wouldn't be right-it took Ellis two hours to do my make up...

As she almost entered the restaurant, the explosion through her away few meters...

SCENE  TWO  - MARSIELLA/MARCIELLA

LONDON, 2004

(Marciella and Dorian are in her room in their flat. This scene changes, we can see a street in London, Marcella standing at her window,her thoughts wandering: Spring in London! Murders, tortures, crime everywhere. Each day the same. The same crowd of people, wind, rain....

monotonous...Always the same!

Then, she pulls the curtains furiously and turns around. (she wears a white T-shirt and has net-stockings on.)

Here you are! - Dorian at the door, holding a bottle of drink wrapped in cellophane.

They greet each other with a kiss. - You were away for long. - says Marciella.

Dorian moves away and looks at her : - You are pretty. - pulling a small box out of his pocket. -Look what I have got for you?

What is it?- Marciella comes closer.

It's for you. - Dorian takes out a pair of ear rings and puts them into her ears.

They are beautiful - says Marciella,moves away from the mirror and touches them with her hands. There is a smile on her face.

I like them! She turns towards him and embraces him closely. He pushes her away a bit too ruffly, saying : Not today! I haven't got time.

She nags with her head and goes to the window. She folded her arms on her breasts.

Are you sad? - asked Dorian.

A little bit. - says Marciella,goes to the bar and puers herself a drink. - You were away for so long.

Now I'm here! - says Dorian.

Off you'll go again. - says Marciella and offers him a glass of drink. - "Cognac?

Dorian takes the drink and watches her with inquisitive eyes. -"Damn it! I don't like it when you are sulky. It makes me nervous

I know you don't. But think it over, I can't always be smiley. Tears are a natural process of discharging negative stress. - answered Marciella.

You screw around with your frustrations when I'm out. Clear? I have too much to think about, business I wouldn't like to tire you with .

What sort of problems? - asked Marciella.

It's non of your business! You have all you need. Stay away!- Dorian sat on her bed and crossed his legs.

What happened at the concert? Do you still get hot on Strauss?

Is there anything bad about classical music?

"I don't think that those interpretations are