Terror Ship
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Damon stares at her a moment in silence.  He suddenly pulls her into his arms and kisses her passionately.  He breaks off the kiss just as quickly, meets her gaze, and smiles.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        You're welcome.

Harley hides her smile.  Damon hands her the automatic rifle and attempts to hide his smile as well.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Stay close and keep your head down.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        I'll be so close, you'll think we're attached.

INT. CLUB

Damon leads Harley along the nightclub floor and toward the restroom area.  Ford appears from behind the bar.  All three jump when they see one another.  Damon raises his rifle.  Harley gasps and stops Damon.  Ford raises his hands in the air and drops his bag of pretzels.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        Don't shoot.  It's Ford.  I know him.

Damon slowly lowers the rifle.  Ford appears to relax and lowers his hands.  He hurries to Harley and pulls her into his arms.

                                                                                FORD
                                        Thank God you're okay.

                                                                                HARLEY
                                        Weren't you at the captain's table tonight?  How did you get out of there alive?

                                                                                FORD
                                        Fate was on my side.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        There's plenty of time for small talk in the ladies' room.

Damon indicates the restroom not far from the bar.  Ford grabs his discarded bag of pretzels and joins them.

INT. RESTROOM

Harley and Ford enter the restroom.  Benson and Loni back away from the door and stare at Ford with shared looks of surprise.  Damon enters behind them and locks the door.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        Mr. Runnald--it really is a small world, isn't it?

                                                                                FORD
                                        Good to see you, Benson.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        This is ironic.

                                                                                FORD
                                        What's that?

                                                                                BENSON
                                        You left the dining room this evening to find Harley just before all hell broke
                                        loose--and now you've found Harley.

Harley eyes both men and appears surprised.  Ford appears slightly embarrassed.  Damon casts himself onto the dressing table and rolls his eyes.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        We don't have time for romance here.
                                                                                (to Benson)
                                        Do you have our route mapped out?

Benson removes a map of the ship's layout and smiles proudly.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        I did you one better.  I took this off of the wall in the hallway.

Benson indicates a route in blue ink.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        This is the nightclub here.  Down four levels and halfway across Broadway leads
                                        to the ballast haul.

                                                                                DAMON
                                        Quite a healthy little hike.  Where's the nearest lifeboat station from there?

Benson indicates the route on the map.

                                                                                BENSON
                                        Up two levels--right near the exit.
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