Terror Ship
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INT. KITCHEN

Damon and Harley cautiously walk along the kitchen.  We see dozens of dead kitchen staff lying on the floor.  Most have been shot.  Damon surveys the area then looks back to Harley.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        They have no reason to come back here.  The pantry would be my first
                                        recommendation of places to hold up.  There's only one entrance.  Shoot
                                        anyone who enters.

Damon opens the pantry door.  A cloud of white flies into his face.  Damon cries out and clutches his eyes.  We see Benson drop his bag of salt and swing at Damon with a mop.  Damon blocks the mop and prepares to strike.  Harley leaps for them.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        No--

Damon hesitates and looks to Benson's terrified expression.  Damon relaxes.  Benson clutches his chest and sinks against the doorframe.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        Damn, you scared me.

Damon gently rubs his eyes and glares at Benson.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Like wise.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        Sorry about the salt.  I'm having a bad day.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        Yeah, I know the feeling.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        Is it safe?  Are they gone?

                                                                                DAMON
                                        No and no.

Benson groans and shuts his eyes.  He finally looks at them.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        The other passengers?

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Most are dead.

Benson frowns then looks at the dead kitchen personnel.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        I still can't believe it--I can't believe all of my co-workers are dead.
                                                                                (pause)
                                        I can't believe I'm still alive.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        It's not over yet.

Damon hands Benson the third automatic rifle.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Know your target before you fire.  There may still be innocent people alive.

Benson appears uncomfortable and slowly nods.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        The two of you will be relatively safe here.
                                                                                (pause)
                                        What's the quickest and less traveled route to the cargo area?

                                                                                BENSON
                                                                                (surprise)
                                        There's a service corridor across the kitchen.  It leads to Broadway, but that's
                                        highly traveled.  It runs the entire ship.
                                                                                (pause)
                                        There's a little known corridor that will get you there.  It's kind of dart.  I'd
                                        have to show you.

                                                                                DAMON
                                                                                (considers/nods)
                                        Okay, let's go.
                                                                                (pause)
                                        Harley, you wait here.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        The hell I will.  I'm staying with you guys.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        It's too dangerous.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                                                                (points around)
                                        And this is safe?

Damon glances across the masses of dead bodies then meets her gaze.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Maybe you should come along.
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