Deep Rising Page #7

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VIVO:

Maybe plans changed...

MULLIGAN:

Plans don't change...

PANTUCCI:

Maybe it's the wrong ship.

MULLIGAN:

Shut up!

And then a strange yowl echoes from somewhere deep in the bowels of

the ship. Finnegan and Pantucci trade a look.

FINNEGAN:

Let's just keep going.

MULLIGAN:

(nervous)

You ain't giving the orders here!

And again the yowl. Everyone freezes.

MULLIGAN:

Let's keep going!

CUT TO:

67EXT. CRYSTAL POOL DECK - NIGHT

Hanover, Mason, and Chin set foot on the deserted pool deck.

FLASH TO:
The pool deck is jammed with people partying. The band

playing. Two kids toss a beach ball back and forth. The ball flies

over one boy's head...

FLASH BACK TO:
The ball falls into the empty pool...Where the band's

instuments litter the bottom along a big jagged crack.

MASON:

What the...

Uneasy, Hanover and his men look around at the over turned chairs. The

smashed aquarium. Chin bends down and picks up a small squid from the

bottom of the smashed aquarium. The squid wraps its tentacles around

Chin's hand almost immediately. Chin regards it with curiosity.

HANOVER:

Focus on the task Mr. Chin...

...and then the yowl freezes them. C.U. on Hanover's face. His eyes

flicker with uncertainty...and a tinge of fear.

CUT TO:

68EXT. GRAND ATRIUM LOBBY - NIGHT

DING! FLASH TO:
A glass elevator descending through the spectacular

atrium, full of elegant well-dressed people laughing, chatting. DING!

FLASH BACK TO:
Mulligan, Vivo, Pantucci, and Finnegan, standing amidst

the shattered glass and broken furniture, whirling to the elevator

door opening. Mulligan, nerves ajangle, and Vivo, swing their pulse

rifles up hard as the door opens to reveal...and empty elevator! DING!

The door closes. The car starts to ascend in the eerie silence. The

mercs watch it go with growing uneasiness.

CUT TO:

69INT. FUJI MARU BRIDGE - DAWN

The door to the bridge is KICKED OPEN. Mason and Chin leap inside.

Guns out front. On edge. The overhead lights flicker on and off. The

imager screens are all black. The STEERING WHEEL slowly ROCKS. As if

an invisible captain is steering a ghost ship.

Hanover ENTERS. Eyes shifting. Suspicious, and a bit nervous.

HANOVER:

What the hell is going on?

CUT TO:

70INT. THE FRISCO BAR AND CASINO - DAWN

Mulligan leads Finnegan, Pantucci, Vivo into the casino. The place

looks like a mess. Tables and chairs are upended. Glasses and bottles

are shattered everywhere. And there's BLOOD on the floor. A BELL RINGS

LOUDLY and the TROLLEY CAR STARTS TO MOVE!

ELECTRONIC VOICE

Next stop, Chinatown!

Everyone jumps, freaked. Mulligan and Vivo spin around and OPEN FIRE.

Start BLOWING the sh*t out of the TROLLEY CAR. The GUNS sound like

nothing we've ever heard. ROLLING THUNDER. Absolutely deafening.

CUT TO:

71EXT. FUJI MARU - DAY

The GUNFIRE ECHOES through the hull. Suddenly, with a loud SPLASH, a

sixteen-foot-long LIFEBOAT pops to the surface. Then another LIFE BOAT

POPS UP. Then ANOTHER. Then THREE MORE off to the port side. Then TWO

MORE off to the starboard. It's as if the SOUND of the GUNFIRE is

somehow releasing the boats from their watery graves.

They start to drift away. Spooky quiet.

CUT TO:

72INT. FRISCO BAR AND CASINO - NIGHT

BULLETS RAKE the Trolley's metal sides. The WINDSHEILD EXPLODES.

Finnegan yells at Mulligan and Vivo --

FINNEGAN:

Guys!! Whoa! WHOA! WHOA! WHOOOAAA!!

Finnegan finally tilts the muzzle of Mulligan's gun to the ceiling.

They stop firing. A little wigged-out. Their professional demeanor

going by the boards. All goes quiet. They look at Finnegan, who is the

picture of calm.

FINNEGAN:

Guys...get a grip.

The Trolley car reverses. The ELECTRONIC VOICE is now CRACKED --

ELECTRONIC VOICE

Next stop, Fisherman's Wharf.

Mulligan whirls, his gun poised. Just then his headset crackles.

HANOVER (V.O.)

(radio filtered)

This is Red One...status report.

Finnegan leans in towards Mulligan's mike.

FINNEGAN:

(into radio)

Your boys just killed a trolley car

Red One.

Mulligan pulls the radio away.

MULLIGAN:

(into radio)

We been down three decks, there's

nobody home... Total spooky-town.

Advise on how to proceed.

CUT TO:

73INT. CONNING TOWER - NIGHT

Hanover looks around at the empty bridge, the blinking lights.

HANOVER:

Stay to the schedule. Stay to the

plan. Nothing has changed.

But the look in Hanover's slightly unnerved eyes tells a different

story.

CUT TO:

74INT. FUGI MARU STORAGE ROOM - DAY

Trillian goggily crawls out from under a mound of boxes. Her left

eye's got a nice purple shiner. Her elegant gown is ripped.

A VERY STRANGE SOUND coming from behind the wall. Wet. Gooey.

Slithery. Ominous. Trillian freezes.

TRILLIAN:

Hello?

The SOUND slowly MOVES across the wall. Then another WALL starts to

GURGLE. Trillian spins around. She forces herself not to panic. Very

cautiously, taking small measured steps she reaches the handle to the

freezer, and tries to open it. No go. The gurgling ripples above her.

Her mouth goes dry as her eyes follow the sound across the ceiling.

Her hand goes to her hair. She pulls her lock pick out, and very

slowly kneels down until she is eye level with the door lock. She

begins to pick her way out, her ears and eyes following the gurgling

above. Suddenly the sound stops. The silence makes Trillian's heart

sound that much louder. She sidles close to the wall.

TRILLIAN:

Hello?

Still silence. Cautious, she taps on the wall. For a moment nothing.

And then...

WHAMM!! Something slams against the wall from the other side in

response.

Trillian falls back against the door, her heart in her throat.

CUT TO:

75INT. ENGINE CHAMBERS - DAY

A MAZE of pipes, hoses, gears, engines and catwalks. THINGS are

HISSING, HUMMING, RUMBLING and CLANKING. A spooky place. Dark. Damp.

Eerie. Ominous.

Mulligan and Vivo, looking more nervous by the moment, lead the way.

Finnegan and Pantucci follow.

PANTUCCI:

(rattling, nervous)

You know what I'm gonna do after

this...I'm gonna get a normal

life...

FINNEGAN:

(calm)

Joey...

PANTUCCI:

...Like a house in the suburbs...

maybe a couple of kids...some sort

of business...be in the bowling

league...go to the ball games...

Finnegan turns to Pantucci, his voice even, calm, almost kind.

FINNEGAN:

Joey...it's okay...

PANTUCCI:

What? You don't think I can have a

normal life?

FINNEGAN:

Joey...look at me...

He forces Pantucci to look him in the eyes.

FINNEGAN:

We're gonna get what we gotta get...

do what we gotta do...and get the

hell outta here...okay?

Pantucci draws his strength from Finnegan. He forces himself to take a

deep breath.

PANTUCCI:

Okay...

Suddenly, overhead, something black and veiny skitters across the mass

of pipes, so fast it shocks Pantucci back into the wall.

MULLIGAN:

What the...???

He and Vivo spin their guns at the pipes. The red dots of their laser

sights sweep the shadowy web of metal. Nothing.

MULLIGAN:

Come on...the sooner we get outta

here the better I'll feel.

Mulligan and Vivo move forward.

PANTUCCI:

(quiet)

Finnegan...

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