Leviathan Page #8

UNDERWATER - SAME

CLOSE ON A whirling cylinder tool we see is attached to the

end of Willie's mechanical suit arm. Like a drill its

diamond bits cut into the rock outcrop to take a core

sample. It's a sinister hand-attachment, something Captain

Hook would have loved.

Above her the ROV maneuvers into position for a better view.

INSIDE THE SHACK CONTROL - SAME

Beck is in the control station, staring at the video

monitors--the image from the ROV. Willie removes a slender

instrument, like a bicycle pump and with a quick pump

motion, CHUNK, CHUNK...activates an explosive charge. She

puts it into the hole she made with the drill and backs off.

BECK:

Charge set?

WILLIE'S VOICE(RADIO)

Charge set. Backing off.

(to the ROV)

C'mon Rover let's get out

of here.

Like a good dog, the ROV follows her to a safe position.

ON MONITOR THE CAMERA HOLDS ON THE SPOT. SUDDENLY THE

GROUND SHAKES VIOLENTLY ON THE MONITOR SCREEN--A MINI

EARTHQUAKE CHARGE.

WILLIE RETURNS TO THE SITE OF THE CHARGE AND REINSERTS HER

DRILL, EASILY REMOVING A TEST SAMPLE.

Willie holds out the sample to the ROV so Beck can see

inside.

INT. CONTROL ROOM/ CLOSE ON BECK'S ROV MONITOR

He stares at the image on the screen.

BECK:

I need more light on that, Four.

OUTSIDE:

WILLIE:

(to Beck)

Roger...

(to Sixpack)

More light, Sixpack...

There is no answer. Willie turns around. Her helmet lamp

eerily illuminating the darkness around her. Sixpack is

nowhere to be seen.

WILLIE(cont'd)

Sixpack?

She turns in the other direction and suddenly blinding

lights are turned on.

SIXPACK:

Boo!

Sixpack laughs. His lights now on, he stands right behind

her.

WILLIE:

You sh*t....

BECK'S VOICE

What's going on, Four? What's

happening?

WILLIE:

We're fine, Shack. His lights

malfunctioned for a minute. How's

this?

She again holds out her hand to the ROV.

INSIDE SHACK:

Beck looks at the monitor and presses a red button to start

the tape, then after five seconds releases the button.

BECK:

That's great. Now let's move

35 degrees southwest.

WILLIE AND SIXPACK MOVING

WILLIE:

(to Sixpack)

You screw around like that again and--

SIXPACK:

What's wrong, did you miss me?

WILLIE:

Hardly.

SIXPACK:

Don't worry, darlin, I'm...

Suddenly Sixpack's foot hits some loose rock and slides.

Willie turns in his direction and sees his headlight

turning, becoming smaller, then disappearing as his radio

goes dead.

INSIDE ON BECK:

BECK:

What's wrong?! What happened?

UNDERWATER:

ON WILLIE She has stopped in her tracks. All around her is

blackness. Her helmet light hardly penetrates the darkness.

WILLIE:

Sixpack?! Sixpack...

Then she looks down--a cliff right in front of her feet.

The drop is thirty feet into a waving sea of tubers.

BECK'S VOICE brings Willie back.

BECK'S VOICE(RADIO)

Willie? What's going on?

WILLIE:

He's gone. I think he's

fallen. I'm going down after him.

MESS:

Jones is bench pressing 200 pounds on a fold-down compact

gym, while DeJesus huffs and puffs on an exercise bike.

DEJESUS:

That's it Jonesy...Sweat it

out, man...Got to get the poison

out of our blood.

Jones grits his teeth and struggles against the weight,

suddenly Bowman throws open the door and sticks her head in.

BOWMAN:

Sixpack is lost.

CORRIDOR - MOMENTS LATER

Bowman, Jones and DeJesus are heading for the control room

where they are joined by Cobb.

COBB:

Weren't they tied? They're

supposed to be tied.

They all enter the

CONTROL ROOM:

Beck is at the console with Doc in his chair.

JONES:

How far away is she?

DOC:

Two hundred meters.

WILLIE'S VOICE silences them.

WILLIE'S VOICE(RADIO)

Four to Shack...nearing the

bottom. Look at this...

They all stare at the monitor. The screen is filled with

huge waving tubers.

DOC:

My God, look at the size of

those tubers....

DEJESUS:

Nine, ten feet high...

BOWMAN:

If he had his blinkers on--

JONES:

It wouldn't make any difference in

there...He could be two feet away and

on fire and she'd still not see him!

UNDERWATER:

ON WILLIE She moves through the dense waving forest of

giant tubers, parting them with her hands as she moves

slowly.

WILLIE:

Sixpack?

CONTROL ROOM:

BECK:

Why can't we pick up his signal?

DEJESUS:

(a joke)

Maybe he got eaten?

BOWMAN:

(dryly)

What would be dumb enough to

eat Sixpack?

ON WILLIE:

She moves aside the last of the tubers and freezes at the

sight in front of her.

WILLIE'S VOICE(RADIO)

Four to Shack...you picking

this up?

INSIDE:

All eyes suddenly go to the monitor. A huge dark maw fills

the screen.

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