Invictus2009

[Jason, Mandela's chief of security, is waiting in the security office. There is a knock at the door]

Jason Tshabalala:
Ah, that must be Jessie with the schedule. Come in, beautiful!

[four burly Afrikaners walk in, led by Etienne Feyder]

Jason:
[springing to his feet] What's this?

Etienne Feyder:
Mr. Jason Tshabalala?

Jason:
That's me. Am I under arrest?

Feyder:
Captain Feyder and team reporting for duty, sir.

Jason:
What duty?

Feyder:
We're the presidential bodyguard. We've been assigned to this office. [reaches into his pocket and removes a booklet] Here are our orders.

[Jason warily takes it]

Linga Moonsamy:
You're Special Branch, right? [One of the men nods]

Etienne:
[noticing Jason's incredulity] You'll see that they've been signed.

Jason:
Well, I don't care if they've been signed [notices that they've been signed by Mandela. He folds it] Just wait here. [storms off]