Leviathan Page #5

SIXPACK(cont'd)

Yeah...I was standing next to a guy

who blew a suit once in the

Indian Ocean...little tiny hole

in the f***ing toe of his suit

...ocean came in and the

pressure crammed his whole

f***ing body up into his helmet.

They just buried his helmet.

DEJESUS:

(coldly)

I know all about implosion, man.

SIXPACK:

Yeah, I bet you do.

(laughs)

I bet you were imploding in

your pants.

(laughs then imitates

a hysterical DeJesus)

Jonesy! Doc!...Help me! Help me!

DeJesus springs for Sixpack's throat AS WE CUT TO

BECK - SAME

Beck's eyes are blazing with cold authority as he speaks.

BECK:

Knock it off, Sixpack! I know

it's been a long month for every-

one, but we can't let something

like this tear us apart...

Beck glares, ready for an argument, but as WE PULL BACK we

see he's talking to the mirror, in his tiny quarters.

Apparently he fails to convince himself because his hard

look fades and he mutters unhappily as he turns away.

BECK:

Sh*t...

He turns around to face a smiling picture of himself at

college graduation with his Eastern establishment looking

father. Leadership "how-to" books like The One Minute

Manager, etc. line his bookshelf with technical manuals on

underwater mining.

He opens his door to leave when SUDDENLY A LOUD METALLIC

GROANING NOISE stops him cold. The entire Shack seems

shifting, like a giant waking from a nap.

MESS:

The NOISE stops the fight between DeJesus and Sixpack cold.

All eyes go to the ceiling and walls.

JONES:

F*** the suits man...this

place is going to kill us first.

Just as suddenly as it began the GROANING NOISE STOPS and in

its place WE HEAR an intermittent RATTLE in the air system.

Only Cobb seems undisturbed by this sound.

DEJESUS:

(listening)

There it is again...

(sitting down again)

Two more days. I tell myself

'you can make it two more days--'

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