Lost Voyage Page #7

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FOR THIS CRAP.

THIS IS WHAT WE CAME FOR.

The Corona Queen was

the sixth ship.

All right, there's no leakage

or structural damage

I wouldn't count on

the engines though.

They're wrecked.

HALF THE LIGHTS ARE DOWN. YOU GO ENOUGH POWER TO RUN THE PUMPS?

We're working on it.

GOOD.

- DID YOU SEE THAT?

- WHAT?

- GO BACK.

- WHAT?

- HEY, SHAW?

- YEAH.

YOU MIGHT WAN TO LOOK AT THIS.

WHAT?

OH MY GOD.

NOW.

I'LL TRY THE SUBSTATION

PANEL ON A DECK.

DON'T BOTHER. I CAN GE IT FROM DOWN HERE.

BET I CAN GET THIS

WHOLE TUB LI:

BEFORE YOU CAN GET A

SINGLE BULB HOT, DAS.

CASE OF SCOTCH SAYS YOU DON'T.

YOU'RE ON.

HEY, CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?

SURE.

UMM...

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN

ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE?

NOPE.

NOTHING LIKE THAT.

MOST OF MY WORK IS CLINICAL.

GHOSTS ARE A SIDE INTEREST.

IT'S JUST THAT...

YOU SEEM AWFULLY DAMN CALM.

I MEAN, I FEEL FREAKY,

LIKE MY STOMACH:

JUST DROPPED OUT.

YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY.

I KNOW PEOPLE THAT WOULD KILL

FOR WHAT YOU SHOT TODAY.

IF WE MAKE IT BACK

WITH THE FOOTAGE.

YEAH.

DANA, I'VE GOT ONE CAMERA UP.

I'LL HAVE THE OTHERS

UP IN A MINUTE.

OVER.

OKAY, COPY THAT.

WHY'D YOU DO THAT?!

I'M SO SORRY.

SH*T.

I'VE ALREADY GOT HALF MY JUNCTION BOXES UP.

YOU'RE GETTING OLD, DAS.

YEAH? I ALREADY GO DECKS B THROUGH D LIT.

I'D SAY IT LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE

GETTING SLOW, FIELDSY.

I'LL HAVE THIS CRATE PASSED

faster than prune juice

through your grandma.

COME ON, COME ON.

COME ON.

I'M GOING TO HIT THE RELAYS

ON THE MAIN BREAKER AGAIN.

COME ON. COME ON, BABY.

OKAY, HERE WE GO.

ALL RIGHT.

HOLD ON, I'M--

WHAT WAS THAT FIELDS?

I SAID, HOLD--

SAY AGAIN?

YOU'RE MESSING WITH ME. I

CANNOT AFFORD A CASE OF SCOTCH.

I SAID HOLD--

FIELDS?

--REWIRING THE

CONNECTOR PANEL.

F***ING RADIOS.

FIELDS?!

FIELDS!

Das, what's going on?

IT'S FIELDS.

SOMETHING'S HAPPENED.

On my way.

FIELDS?

OHHH.

JESUS CHRIST.

AW, JEEZ.

- NO WAY.

- WE'VE GOT TO GET OFF THIS SHIP.

I TRIED THE COAST GUARD, BU THE RADIOS ARE ALL DOWN.

- YOU TRIED THE COAST GUARD?

- THERE'S A MAN DEAD ON THIS SHIP.

THEY'RE GOING TO WAN TO INTERVIEW EVERYBODY.

WE ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO

BE HERE, YOU KNOW THAT.

- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

- I'M SAYING THE COAST GUARD DOESN'T KNOW WE'RE HERE,

AND IF THEY DID, THEY

WOULDN'T LIKE IT.

THAT'S TOO GODDAMN BAD. MY BES FRIEND'S LAYING DOWN THERE DEAD,

AND YOU'RE WORRIED ABOU THE F***ING COAST GUARD.

- I'M SORRY ABOUT YOUR FRIEND--

- BULLSHIT.

WE ONLY CAME HERE FOR

A STORY, ALL RIGHT?

A MAN IS DEAD. WE ARE

IN DEEP SH*T, LADY.

- WE DIDN'T KILL HIM!

- I'M NOT POINTING ANY FINGERS!

- I BET YOU LIKE THIS, DON'T YOU, JULIE?

- DON'T PUT YOUR SH*T ON ME!

SHUT UP!

SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!

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