CAPTION: The door on the left wasn�t locked so I figured there wasn�t anything in it. As for the door on the right�
Panel Two: Hallway, interior, night. Jack is kicking the door on the right in leaning back to get the full effect. He�s holding the bag and gun tightly for balance. His face is marked with determination and pain.
SFX: KRAAAACK
CAPTION: The door gave easily of course so does my leg.
Panel Three: Room, interior, night. We are looking into the room from Jacks perspective. The door is caved in to one side and the top hinge is off. McManus is tied to a chair just like Jack was with news paper under him. There is also rope on his legs which is a different type than that binding his arms. The news paper is covered with blood as are his clothes. He�s hunched over and didn�t look up when Jack �opened� the door. His eye is swollen shut and his lip is busted all to hell. He has many other wounds but it�s hard to tell with all the blood.
CAPTION: He looked good I must say. I mean he could use a clean shirt, but other than that he�s in great shape.
JACK: Oh fuck me.
Panel Four: Room, interior, night. Jack unties McManus in response McManus leans over and tries to talk to Jack. Jack is down on one knee and has set his weapons down. This is the first time Jack has looked worried through the entire ordeal.
CAPTION: He keeps trying to say something I can�t understand him, but it seemed important.
MCMANUS: Uggh TY�jjjjj�
Panel Five: Room, interior, night. Mc Manus now untied is being fed from his flask that Jack had in his coat. His one good eye is wide open as this happens and he seems much more alert.
JACK: Buddy, drink this because I�m going to need you on this. Down stairs are a lot of guys. Sneaking out is going to be hard and I don�t think we can.
CAPTION: Now to pull my ace.
JACK: I brought your shotgun I nearly got the guy that called you a nigger but he ran down stairs.
CAPTION: If that doesn�t do it were dead because they had to of found the lead singer of Starship by now.
Page Nineteen Panel One: Room, interior, night. McManus is standing now holding the shotgun in his hands if his face wasn�t so fucked up you�d know he was mad, but now he just looks like a monster. Jack is behind him pulling a hand gun out of the bag. He�s smirking as he does it.
CAPTION: No matter how many times I hear a shotgun pumped it still has the same effect on me. When you get into this line of work you learn what that sound means�
Panel Two: Hallway, interior, night. McManus is almost down the stairs and Jack is just coming out of the room trying to keep up.
Panel Three: Hallway, interior, night. Jack is now where McManus was and McManus is out of panel. Jack is looking down the stairs while putting the gun in the small of his back.
CAPTION: �a job opening
SFX: BLAM BLAM BLAM
JACK: Damn.
Panel Four: Bottom of stairs, interior, night. Jack is at the bottom of the stairs looking at the carnage. McManus Is standing in the middle of five dead men and another holding his guts and begging for death. McManus looks down at the man holding the gun to his face. Jack is leaning against the wall relaxing watching McManus work.
MCMANUS: Answer the damn question!
GUT BOY: OH�god don�t kill me please.
MCMANUS: I don�t repeat myself.
GUT BOY: WHAT? Yeah yeah I smoke w-why?
MCMANUS: Give me them.
Panel Five: Bottom of stairs, interior, night. The man is writhing in pain around his fallen comrades. McManus is pulling out a smoke from a soft pack with what is left of his mouth. Jack just looks on relaxed.
GUT BOY: P-please help me ughhh there is s-so much blood.
MCMANUS: Lights who the fuck smokes lights?
MCMANUS: You want one Jack?
GUT BOY: Ahhhhggg guh guh guh I�m fucking dying.
JACK: After this shit I�ll take two.