Leviathan Page #6

JONES:

So that's all you do?...

COBB:

Shhhh...don't tell no one.

(winks)

Job security.

THE SWAMP - SAME

In the gloomy silence, Willie reaches for the hinged pocket

in the waist of Sixpack's suit. Some water drips out. She

pushes the spring a second time. The pocket opens.

Nothing.

WILLIE:

(miffed)

Nothing wrong with this...

SUDDENLY THE HIDEOUS SEA SPIDER SPRINGS OUT onto the

workbench where it wriggles grotesquely toward Willie. She

backs away and it drops into the water at her feet.

THE DORMITORY:

Bowman looks at DeJesus who comes to the door, then to

Sixpack who convulses with laughter against the bulkhead.

WILLIE'S VOICE(O.C.)

(over intercom)

F*** you, Sixpack! You think

you're funny? You're not funny!

ON BECK:

He hesitates then presses the TALK button on the intercom.

BECK:

This is Beck. Is there a

problem, Williams?

SWAMP:

Willie watches the Sea Spider move in the water toward her

as Beck's words come over the P.A. Ignoring Beck she

watches the spider right as it moves to her feet then brings

the soldering iron down into the water with a LOUD HISS

skewering it. She presses the intercom button and lifts the

skewered sea spider out of the water.

WILLIE:

(to Beck)

A little problem, sir...but I've

got a handle on it now.

TIME CUT TO:

THE MESS - LATER

BOWMAN sits at a portable computer terminal and watches

stock prices scroll across the screen. Every so often she

freezes a stock and types the command: INFO. The screen

immediately changes to a financial report of the company in

question as if prepared by a broker. In a matter of seconds

Bowman can learn all the major aspects of the company.

Across the room from her, Willie exercises with dumbbells

while she studies an astronaut training manual. She looks up

at Bowman.

WILLIE:

Made your million, yet?

BOWMAN:

(studying the screen)

Not yet.

WILLIE:

How's TransOcean doing?

This causes Bowman to turn and look at Willie.

BOWMAN:

You got money in this tub?

WILLIE:

I signed-up for the stock option.

Bowman shakes her head and goes back to the computer and

types in TransOcean Corp.

DORMITORY:

ON COBB He lies on his bunk under a sunlamp, but wears a

T-shirt and long pants. DeJesus does a jigsaw puzzle of a

snow covered Swiss mountain scene.

DEJESUS:

Hey, man, you know that in

Switzerland--and this country's

the size of East L.A., okay?--they

speak 54 different dialects?

Fifty-four!

COBB:

Who cares?

DEJESUS:

I do, man. That's a beautiful

place. When I get out of here

I'm going there. Find a nice

little snow covered chalet, warm

little woman, crackling fire--

He looks up and sees Cobb's sunbathing attire and laughs.

DEJESUS:

Hey, Cobb...Man, why don't you

take off your shirt and pants,

man? You should do that wearing

what you're going to wear at the

beach.

COBB:

(sharply)

This is what I wear at the

beach, goddamnit.

MESS - SAME

COMPUTER SCREEN The report appears on screen with a

capsulized history of the TransOcean company, its philosophy

and growth plans and most current financial report. A final

column called "insider tips" says:

BOWMAN:

(reading)

"Major development in

South Indian Ocean set for

fall of 2010..."

(to Willie)

That sounds interesting, but they're

too tied to their holdings. Remember

a year ago when they lost that tanker?...

The bottom fell out of their stock and

I lost a bloody fortune. That's

when I decided to diversify.

Willie looks at Bowman a moment, then keeps exercising.

WILLIE:

You take your money, too

seriously, Bo.

BOWMAN:

(sharply)

You're damn right I do. Five

years down here and I'll pull

in more than 15 topside. I'm not

down here for the fun, I'll tell

you that.

SIXPACK'S VOICE(O.S.)

"Fun?" Somebody talking fun?

They look up to see Sixpack at the door to the Mess wearing

only a robe. With a leer he stares at Willie exercising.

SIXPACK(cont'd)

(saccharine sweet)

Hey, Willie, honey...Sorry about that

little incident tonight...Everyone's

been so tight lately, I thought

a little humor'd loosen us all up,

you know?

Willie doesn't bite, she looks hard at Sixpack.

WILLIE:

Get out of here, Sixpack.

Sixpack smirks. He waves a copy of Penthouse opened to the

Pet of the Month and sings cheerfully.

SIXPACK:

(leaving)

I got a date with an angel...

CLANK, BANK, CLUNK. A coke can tumbles noisily from the

Coke machine. Jones retrieves two cans of Coke and comes

out of the Galley with a snack. He stops in front of

Bowman and the computer.

JONES:

Hey, Bo...when're you going to

be off that thing? I want to

find out tonight's NBA scores

and check the weather.

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