WILLIE'S POV The inside of her helmet is a grid of LED
gauges monitoring air reserve, body temperature,
atmospheres, heart rate, blood pressure.
She stops next to a pair of railroad-like tracks and removes
the tool attached to the end of her arm. The move is
practiced and professional, like a cook changing the tool on
a set of egg beaters. First, she inserts the existing tool
into a lock on her opposite arm which holds it while she
disengages the tool. Next, she selects the next tool from
the storage compartment at her waist and punches it into
position. Sixpack's voice comes over the radio.
Hey, Willie, you trip on a
tit or something? We're all
waiting on you, honey.
Keep your pants on Sixpack.
I promise you'll be inside before
"Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood" comes on.
OVER THE RADIO WE HEAR other men's voices laughing. They
like Willie and cheer her on. "Tell him, Willie," "Atta
Willie CLICKS in her last tool and turns. Expertly she
hooks a large dumpster-like container, the container to what
looks like an underwater parachute--A CONTAINER
TRANSPORTER--which when filled with oxygen it lifts the
massive container onto the tracks where it can be hauled-in
by a winch.
Six to Shack...Hook's on. Ready