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Harley and Loni run across the dimly lit club. Both glance at the dead men and women on the floor. Most have been poisoned, since there is limited blood. The club music still blares a lively tune. They run past the bodies and avoid stepping on them in their bare feet. They approach a back, service door. Harley stops Loni and peers through it. Harley motions for her to follow.
INT. SERVICE CORRIDOR -- DECK C
Harley steps into the corridor. We see a man appear at the junction. He sees her and raises his gun. Harley pushes Loni back into the club, since he hasn't seen Loni. Harley runs along the corridor and darts into an adjoining hallway. The man fires at her.
INT. CLUB
Loni back away from the door and appears horrified. The door on the opposite end opens. Loni gasps and looks around. She suddenly dives to the floor next to a dead man near the wall and lie motionless while face down. Two gunmen enter the club and look around. They walk across the room and scan the dead bodies. Both men leave through the opposite door. Loni opens her eyes for a look but remains on the floor. She groans a soft sigh then moves to her knees. She looks at the dead man, who stares at her. Loni clutches her head and sobs softly.
INT. CASINO
Harley enters the casino and darts past more dead bodies. Men and women are slumped over card tables and slot machines. Banks of slot machines provide a wall between her and anyone entering. Harley hurries down an aisle of slot machines, pauses, and peers toward the entrance. We see the gunman enter and look around. He walks through the casino with his automatic weapon leveled for action. We hear another door open above the sounds of the slot machines. Harley crouches down and peers back to the door. The two other men enter as well. The first motions for them to go opposite directions. Harley keeps low and moves toward the end of the aisle. She's nearly to her knees now and peers around the corner with her back to the machines. She stares at the barrel of an automatic rifle aimed at her face. She looks to the gunman at the trigger above her.
GUNMAN
Get up.
Harley slowly straightens while staring at him.
GUNMAN
Got her!
(to Harley)
Come along peacefully and you won't be harmed.
Harley holds her hands up, eyes the dead people around her, and then looks back at him and snorts a laugh.
HARLEY
You're funny--
The man motions her along the walkway past more machines. Harley slowly turns and walks toward the next aisle. She cringes and appears to be waiting for the sound of gunfire from behind her. She looks to a dead man slumped over a slot machine on the end. She recognizes the watch on his wrist. The gunman forces her along. The dead man suddenly comes to life and grabs the barrel of the gun. The gunman is momentarily surprised. Damon springs to his feet and kicks the man under his arm while holding the rifle at a safe angle. He pulls the rifle from the man, hits him in the abdomen with the grip, then strikes him harshly in the face with it. Harley stares at Damon with a stunned look. Another man appears at the opposite end of their aisle. Damon pushes Harley to the opposite side and fires at the man with a short burst of gunfire. The man jerks and jolts without getting off a single shot and falls to the floor. Damon looks to Harley, points to her, then points to the floor. She immediately lowers herself to the floor and watches him. Damon hurries down the aisle toward the dead man. The third man appears and sees Damon at the last second. Damon attempts to fire at him, but the man blocks the barrel and raises his own rifle. Damon kicks the barrel of the rifle. It strikes at nearby machine. He then spins into a high, roundhouse kick and hits the man in the face with his foot. The man appears to be dead before he hits the floor. Damon stares at the fallen man a moment and slowly straightens. He hesitates only a moment then removes both automatic weapons, slinging one over his shoulder. Damon moves over the dead man and searches his body. Harley slowly straightens and watches from across the aisle.
HARLEY
What are you doing?
Damon removes extra clips and shoves them into his pockets.
DAMON
Going out with a fight--
Harley looks to the dead man near her. She quickly moves to his side and searches him as well. Damon hurries back down the aisle. Harley removes a semi-automatic from the dead man and places it on the floor near her. Damon thrusts an automatic rifle into her hands and lowers himself to the dead man. He swiftly and callously tosses the dead man over to remove his jacket and then the shoulder holster. He places the gun in the holster and aggressively helps her slip into it. He removes more clips and another shoulder holster from the last man. He slips into that one himself. He places extra clips into the discarded jacket pocket and hands it to Harley.
DAMON
Put this on. You're in charge of ammo.
