CAPTION: Those are the events that lead up to this moment. Me now staring into the eyes of the beast. Sure I could just run and they might not catch me, but they broke my nose. The pain from it keeps me fearless as does the flask McManus kept in his coat.
Page Fourteen Panel One: Security room, night, interior/exterior. The security room is a small room at the front of the main entrance of the building. It has large windows and is the only way into the front lobby. Older buildings have them it was usually a place for people to wait until they were let in. Now inside it two men sit on each side of the main entrance. Both men are twins one (Goofus) has a spit curl and the other parts his hair on the side (Gallant). For all intents and purposes they are Goofus and Gallant. They are talking and pay no attention to Jack whom they don�t recognize because they didn�t capture him.
GALLANT: Did you feed the dog like you were asked?
GOOFUS: I didn�t feed Tiger I was too busy.
GALLANT: Good thing I did or else he would have starved.
GOOFUS: God I hate you.
Panel Two: Security room, night, interior/exterior. Goofus looking up at Jack has a demanding expression on his face. Gallant gains a sterner tone but still looks friendly.
JACK: Goofus Gallant how�s it going?
GALLANT: You can�t be here so scram.
GOOFUS: Who are you?
JACK: I�m your worst nightmare.
CAPTION: That is so fucking weak.
Panel Three: Security room, night, interior/exterior. They both start laughing at jack in each others direction. Jack is reaching into the bag as they do this.
GOOFUS & GALLANT: HAHAHAHA
CAPTION: I guess I�d like to go out laughing too.
Panel Four: Security room, night, interior/exterior. They look away from each other as they see the hand grenades falling from Jack�s hand. Jack is already turning as he lets go. There faces are filled with horror as they watch the grenades.
Panel Five: Security room, night, interior/exterior. Large explosion of what used to be the security room. Jack is not in this panel only the explosion is.
Page Fifteen Panel One: Hole in the wall which was the security room, night, exterior. The fireball has cleared and now the ruins of the security room smolder with a few small fires spread about the lot leading to the building. From the hole are several laser sites pointing out into the darkness. We can see the men holding the guns, but we know they are suits.
CAPTION: Well I�m not going in that way.
Panel Two: Outside of building, night, exterior. Jack is walking low to the ground looking up at the building for an entrance our guards. At the end of the building are some high stairs that lead to a platform that leads around the other side of the building.
CAPTION: Calm collected and cool is the only way to react in this situation.
JACK: Stairs! oh that fucking god.
Panel Three: Stairs, night, exterior. Pressed against the wall looking around he sees one alert guard standing at the end of the platform. The platform is old and grated. There is a hand rail that goes around it that is about four feet high. The man is a suit, but has a cheaper suit and is fat. He�s looking over the railing taping his foot and humming. Jack has set the bag down and is holding the shot gun.
JACK: Heh, a walkman.
FAT SUIT: Dee Dee Dee on Dee DEE DEE
Panel Four: Stairs, night, exterior. The fat suit is playing air guitar and singing. Jack has switched his grip of the shotgun so he can swing it like a bat.
FAT SUIT: We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
CAPTION: No reason to waste bullets and draw unwanted attention.