KILLER CARGO - Act Two の全文書き起こし

for that. 00:03:10 Speaker 3: Thank you, I love it. 00:03:11 Speaker 1: I'm just totally joking. Thank you guys. 00:03:15 Speaker 4: Thanks. 00:03:17 Speaker 7: I only saved you because I didn't want to be stuck here with Cliff. 00:03:20 Speaker 1: He winks. 00:03:22 Speaker 4: A simple you're welcome would have sufficed. 00:03:24 Speaker 7: Let's get away from this fucking death plane before you get a. 00:03:27 Speaker 1: Chance to repay me. 00:03:29 Speaker 4: That's the smartest thing that's ever come out of your mouth. 00:03:32 Speaker 1: They hightail it into the building, under the sign, Welcome to the Ozarks. Interior, Branson Airport, Terminal, Night. The cracker barrel of airports, done up in all its Christmas finery, old-timey log cabin crap everywhere. complete with a Bass Pro Shop General's store and Henry Sullinger's saloon. Between the late hour and the holiday, it's closed. Empty except for fake trees, split-rail craftsmanship, and moonshine jugs. Lots of places for monsters to hide. Anita nods at a wooden sign pointing in various directions at airport-y things, one of them being restrooms. 00:04:10 Speaker 4: I'll be in there. 00:04:12 Speaker 1: She gestures towards the ladies' room. INTERIOR SALOON NIGHT whistling along to the Muzak version of Santa Baby. Madge, the cleaning woman, 57, a prisoner to hard times and an even harder head, pushes her trash cart through the employee side door. The wheel sticks in the doorway. 00:04:33 Speaker 2: Son of a bitch! 00:04:35 Speaker 1: Throwing a small tantrum, she rams the cart into the wall a few times. This actually works, and the cart pops into the... Interior, Employee Hallway, Night. She releases a gummy smile and lumbers towards the terminal. Interior terminal, night. Kevin lurks behind a small Bass Pro Shop Christmas tree. It's kind of cute, with tiny fishing rods, bear traps, and hunting rifle ornaments. He watches the cleaning lady leave and slips into the... Interior employee hallway, night. Through the unlocked door. Interior women's restroom, night. Under fluorescent lights, Anita whips out her phone. She dials Miss Jagoda. Interior, Gulfstream G800. Main cabin, night. No popcorn machines or animal print carpet on this plane's utilitarian interior. Daria chews on a manicured nail, surrounded by her bodyguard trio. Her phone buzzes. This time, she picks up on the first ring. 00:05:35 Speaker 6: Hey, you guys okay? 00:05:37 Speaker 4: Um, it's Kevin and me. We're the only ones left. 00:05:40 Speaker 1: Cliff? Cliff? Interior, women's restroom, night. Anita recoils at his name. 00:05:47 Speaker 3: No. 00:05:48 Speaker 1: Inner cut. 00:05:50 Speaker 3: Oh, my goddess. 00:05:51 Speaker 1: She places a hand to her heart center. 00:05:55 Speaker 3: Where is it? 00:05:57 Speaker 4: Where is what? 00:05:59 Speaker 5: The cargo. 00:06:00 Speaker 4: Oh, it's still on the plane. It's trapped. 00:06:03 Speaker 2: I think. 00:06:03 Speaker 3: Okay, okay, good. The most important thing is that you're safe. According to tracking, you landed in Branson, Missouri, BBG. Is that correct? Yes. Hey, hold on. 00:06:14 Speaker 1: Daria mutes her phone and addresses someone offscreen. 00:06:16 Speaker 6: Tell Captain Riley BBG's been confirmed. 00:06:18 Speaker 1: A dark suit moves towards the cockpit. Daria unmutes. Back to Anita. 00:06:24 Speaker 2: I'm en route. 00:06:25 Speaker 3: I've already alerted the authorities. You don't have to do a thing, but hang tight. Remember, we've set our intentions. Everything will be fine. 00:06:33 Speaker 1: Daria hangs up. Interior, women's restroom, night. Knock, knock. Kevin peeks in, wearing a Santa hat. You decent? 00:06:42 Speaker 4: What are you doing, stalker? 00:06:45 Speaker 1: Is that any way to talk to Santa? He holds up a bottle of Jack Daniels. 00:06:49 Speaker 4: Where'd you get that? 00:06:51 Speaker 1: I have my ways. 00:06:52 Speaker 4: Great. I'm stuck here with a thief. 00:06:54 Speaker 1: Ah, you are stuck here with an opportunist. And you're welcome. She turns and inspects her mascara-soaked face. Pulls out her makeup bag. Gets to work. 00:07:06 Speaker 4: Did you see anyone? 00:07:07 Speaker 1: A cleaning lady. Do you think we should tell her? 00:07:10 Speaker 5: Tell her what? 00:07:11 Speaker 3: What? 00:07:11 Speaker 4: That there's a blood-sucking monster on our plane? Good point. 00:07:17 Speaker 1: Did you call the police? 00:07:17 Speaker 4: I called Miss Jagoda. She's already called them. And she's coming. All we have to do is wait for help. 00:07:23 Speaker 1: He holds out his arm. 00:07:25 Speaker 7: Then let's get fuzzy. 00:07:30 Speaker 1: Interior terminal night. Madge pushes her trash cart past a 40-foot-tall Christmas tree, which dominates the middle of the expansive room. She stops and takes it in. 00:07:41 Speaker 2: Next year, I'll have my own damn tree. Fuck you, Junior. 00:07:48 Speaker 1: Oh my goodness. She spits on the ground and moves on to the general store. Exterior, Gulfstream G650ER, night. The airplane shines in the night, dead quiet. A minuscule thread worms its way out the door and sucks back in. Interior terminal, night. Kevin and Anita hunker down next to the huge window that overlooks the runway. Kevin pours the bourbon into two ice-filled rocks glasses. He extends a tumbler to Anita, who shakes her head no. 00:08:23 Speaker 4: I need to keep my head. 00:08:25 Speaker 1: Kevin shrugs. I don't want to lose mine. He holds up his glass for a toast. Here's to surviving the holidays. 00:08:32 Speaker 4: So far. 00:08:33 Speaker 7: I'd like to thank Mr. Sullinger's Saloon for the refreshments. 00:08:37 Speaker 1: They acknowledge the rustic facade of the airport bar. 00:08:40 Speaker 5: And a special thank you to Shock. You've made this situation almost bearable. 00:08:46 Speaker 1: You hear. Kevin drains his glass. They sit in stunned silence. Kevin breaks first. Hey, I'm sorry about Charles. She scans his face. Does he know? 00:08:57 Speaker 4: Yeah,

me too. 00:09:01 Speaker 1: I know that you two are... He sticks his right index finger into the little circle he made with his left thumb and forefinger. The international sign for screwing. 00:09:12 Speaker 4: God, you are such a child. 00:09:15 Speaker 1: What did you see in him? 00:09:17 Speaker 4: Shut up. 00:09:17 Speaker 6: It wasn't even cool. 00:09:19 Speaker 2: Such a dork. 00:09:20 Speaker 4: I said shut up. 00:09:21 Speaker 1: She picks up the second tumbler of Jack and... And on top of it, he was married. Launches the contents in his face. Bourbon drips off Kevin's nose. Well, this is the thanks I get for saving your life. 00:09:36 Speaker 4: You deserve that. 00:09:38 Speaker 1: I actually wanted to know. 00:09:39 Speaker 4: It doesn't matter. 00:09:41 Speaker 1: She exhales. 00:09:43 Speaker 2: Because he's dead. 00:09:45 Speaker 1: Kevin reaches into his jacket pocket, retrieving a pack of Marlboro Light 100s and an engraved Zippo lighter that says, light him up. Right then, Mads trolls by with her wheeled trash can. 00:09:57 Speaker 2: Hey, you can't smoke in the heat. 00:10:00 Speaker 1: She jabs a weary finger in the direction of the tarmac. 00:10:04 Speaker 2: Out there. 00:10:06 Speaker 1: Yes, ma'am. He stands up and saunters to the exit. Anita looks over her shoulder and darts after him. 00:10:12 Speaker 4: I'm coming too! 00:10:14 Speaker 1: Exterior airport ramp night. With the G650... aka Betty, in the distance. Kevin hands Anita a cigarette. She accepts. He offers the Zippo. She nods at the engraving. 00:10:28 Speaker 4: Light him up? Wow, how'd you come up with that? 00:10:32 Speaker 1: He ignores her sarcasm. 00:10:33 Speaker 3: Thanks. 00:10:35 Speaker 1: She leans into, inhales, and breaks into a maniacal coughing fit. 00:10:42 Speaker 7: I didn't know you smoked. 00:10:45 Speaker 1: With a twisted grin, he flicks the lighter closed and slides it back into his jacket pocket. She shakes her head. 00:10:52 Speaker 4: I thought today would be a good day to start. 00:10:57 Speaker 1: She tries another puff. Nope. 00:11:01 Speaker 4: A good day to stop. 00:11:04 Speaker 1: She hands Kevin the cigarette like it were a dirty diaper. He crushes it under his shoe. The steam from their breath mingles in the brisk night air. She shivers and he slides off his coat. Here. She issues a half-assed, No, I couldn't. while he drapes it over her shoulders. Take it, really. Anita shoves her arm into the sleeves and stands a little closer to him. Her face lights up, and then she remembers. The plane. Parked right in front of them with a fucking demon trapped inside. Kevin must have read her mind. 00:11:42 Speaker 7: I say we call an Uber and give old Branson, Missouri the Kevin treatment. 00:11:48 Speaker 1: She shakes her head. 00:11:49 Speaker 5: Mr. 00:11:49 Speaker 4: Goat is on her way. 00:11:50 Speaker 1: Well, I hope she hurries the fuck up. 00:11:53 Speaker 4: You've got booze, ambiance, and a Santa hat. What else could you possibly want? 00:11:57 Speaker 1: He nods at the plane. 00:11:59 Speaker 7: To get away from that thing. 00:12:01 Speaker 1: Interior, back hallway, night. Madge wheels the full trash cart through a depressing yellow corridor. Cheap fluorescent bulbs flicker. She smacks the heavy exit door and sticks her head out. Exterior, alley behind the airport, night. Looking for the damn brick that keeps the door open. There it is, nearly three feet away. 00:12:23 Speaker 2: How many times did I tell him to leave? 00:12:27 Speaker 1: Keeping one leg in the doorway, she stretches with the other one. 00:12:31 Speaker 2: The brick? 00:12:33 Speaker 1: She almost has it. There, her toe makes contact. 00:12:37 Speaker 2: Where I can get it. 00:12:39 Speaker 1: Her foot pulls the brick to the door, and she shoves it in the doorway, assuring her re-entrance into the building. Asshole. She wheels the cart down the dark alley. The adjacent runway gives off what little light there is. 00:12:54 Speaker 2: Course the light's still out. 00:12:57 Speaker 1: She looks over her shoulder and shivers from the willies. Ahead of her is the dumpster. Something rustles it. She jumps straight up in the air, yelping. 00:13:10 Speaker 2: Fucking raccoons. Gonna give me a heart attack. 00:13:18 Speaker 1: Grabbing the varmint stick the cleaning crew uses just for such an occasion, she bangs on the side of the dumpster. 00:13:24 Speaker 5: Bang, bang, bang. 00:13:26 Speaker 2: Come on out, you heathen. 00:13:31 Speaker 1: She pokes her head into it. 00:13:33 Speaker 2: Come on out. Yee. 00:13:35 Speaker 1: Her git bounces off the metallic walls. Nothing but trash and quiet. Shrugging, she heaves a garbage bag into the dumpster. A small creature jumps out, knocking her over. The bulk of her weight lands on her wrist. Madge cradles her arm. She gets up the nerve to inspect it, and her hand juts at an odd angle in her wrist. It's broke AF. 00:14:01 Speaker 4: Ha ha ha. 00:14:03 Speaker 1: A rotund raccoon stands on the dumpster, cussing her out. The dumpster bandit freezes, its eyes tracking something behind Madge. It scurries away as fast as its chubby little legs will move. 00:14:16 Speaker 2: That's right, you piece of fuck. You better run, you broke my second arm. 00:14:24 Speaker 1: Moaning, Madge gets to her feet and tucks her wounded arm against her chest. 00:14:29 Speaker 2: What a shit night. 00:14:34 Speaker 1: She turns to grab another bag of trash with her good hand and is face to face with the alien. Madge's mouth opens and no scream comes. The creature now stands over five feet tall. Hundreds of gray, gelatinous fibers flow around its body like a funhouse Medusa. With her broken hand, Madge clutches her chest. Turns out... It wasn't a raccoon that finally gave her that heart attack. The beast's mouth pulsates with the woman's fibrillating. 00:15:12 Speaker 1: The beast's mouth pulsates with the woman's fibrillating heart as if it's mocking her. Interior. Terminal. Night.

Kevin and Anita lounge in front of the huge window, eyes glued to the skies, waiting for Daria's arrival. 00:15:29 Speaker 5: So? 00:15:30 Speaker 4: What were you planning on doing tomorrow? 00:15:32 Speaker 1: Past tense. 00:15:34 Speaker 4: Okay. What are you doing tomorrow? 00:15:36 Speaker 1: I was planning on doing a little of this. He holds up his glass and drains it. 00:15:42 Speaker 4: That's sad. 00:15:43 Speaker 1: No more sad than what or who you were planning on doing. Fuck you. Come on, come on. Have a drink with me. 00:15:50 Speaker 4: I don't drink. 00:15:52 Speaker 5: At all? Nope. 00:15:53 Speaker 1: How did I not know this? She shrugs. 00:15:57 Speaker 4: You never asked. 00:15:58 Speaker 1: Are you drunk or something? 00:16:01 Speaker 4: Or something. 00:16:03 Speaker 1: How long? Sighing out her last nerve. 00:16:07 Speaker 2: How long what? 00:16:08 Speaker 1: Have you not had a drink? It's been three years. Kevin nods. Oh, I get it now. Get what? 00:16:19 Speaker 7: What you see. I mean, what you saw in Charles. You traded one vice for another. You got daddy issues. 00:16:28 Speaker 1: Anita fumes. 00:16:29 Speaker 3: What? 00:16:30 Speaker 1: Will you shut the fuck up? Sure. They sit in awkward silence. The timeless Christmas classic, The Chipmunk Song, assaults them from a hidden speaker. Daria owes us big time. 00:16:42 Speaker 4: Yeah, she does. 00:16:44 Speaker 7: My Christmas wish is that she blows up old Betty. 00:16:46 Speaker 1: With that thing on it. 00:16:48 Speaker 5: I highly doubt Daria will willfully blow up her plane. 00:16:51 Speaker 1: As long as that thing is still on it, it seems like the best way to get rid of it. Exterior, alley behind the airport, night. A gore-covered tentacle tugs the brick inside the building. The door slams shut. Interior, terminal, night. Decorum be damned. Kevin now drinks from the bottle. So, why aren't you a pilot? He takes another swig. Hello? Um... A deep breath. I, uh. 00:17:23 Speaker 4: I burned a very important bridge. 00:17:25 Speaker 1: Oh, let me guess. That bridge was married and. 00:17:29 Speaker 5: And the bridge's very powerful wife made the FAA pull my license Daria promised to help me get reinstated if I worked. 00:17:38 Speaker 7: For her for a year We've been working together for three I know She half laughs. 00:17:45 Speaker 5: But hey, I get to fly on a gorgeous, blood-soaked plane. 00:17:49 Speaker 1: Motioning to the dog-patch Christmas wonderland around them. 00:17:52 Speaker 4: To exotic locales. 00:17:55 Speaker 1: Kevin guzzles more bourbon and burps Oh. 00:18:01 Speaker 4: And you still have your license. 00:18:03 Speaker 1: It's a man's world, baby. Bzzz. A text from Daria. 00:18:09 Speaker 4: She'll be here in 20. 00:18:09 Speaker 5: Sweet. 00:18:12 Speaker 1: Drains the bottle. 00:18:13 Speaker 4: Let's get you some coffee. 00:18:15 Speaker 1: Interior airport duct system. Night. Alien POV. At the end of a dark tunnel, golden light radiates. Beckoning. It slides toward the wafting rays. 00:18:29 Speaker 3: Nearer. 00:18:30 Speaker 1: The percolating energy becomes more vibrant. Stronger. Slithering out of the duct opening. Right above the towering Christmas tree's star. Interior, general store, night. Anita presses start on the coffee machine while Kevin staggers, rattling a rack of Ozark-themed coffee mugs. Oh, snap. 00:18:53 Speaker 4: Your drunk ass needs food, too. 00:18:55 Speaker 1: Anita sizes up an assortment of overpriced packaged foods. 00:18:59 Speaker 4: Huh. Cheez-Its or muffins? 00:19:02 Speaker 1: She holds them up. What do you think? 00:19:05 Speaker 4: That's why I'm asking. I don't know. 00:19:07 Speaker 3: Cheese me! 00:19:10 Speaker 1: He jogs backward, going long. Anita hurls a small bag of Cheez-Its at him. Kevin leaps into the air, crashing into a table of Branson sweatshirts. He lies motionless. 00:19:23 Speaker 3: Kevin? 00:19:23 Speaker 5: Kevin? 00:19:24 Speaker 1: His arm shoots up with the bag of chips. Against her will, a laugh escapes. What a fucking idiot. 00:19:34 Speaker 2: Oh, boy. 00:19:37 Speaker 1: A green-gray limb shoots out of the Christmas tree, knocking the bag out of Kevin's hand. It punches through the wall. Whack! Kevin's hand is still intact. Drunks and fools, he is blinded. The tentacle is stuck. To free itself, the alien pulls the 40-foot tree off its center. It sways, teetering, tottering, before finally crashing into the ground. Pine needles and broken ornaments erupt all over the main room. Giant tree limbs block the entrance to the gift shop. What the? 00:20:12 Speaker 2: Get up! 00:20:13 Speaker 1: Kevin rolls, attempting to stand upright. Kevin! 00:20:16 Speaker 2: God damn it! 00:20:17 Speaker 1: She scans the room. 00:20:20 Speaker 2: Where'd it go? 00:20:21 Speaker 1: Kevin crawls her way. 00:20:22 Speaker 2: Get up! 00:20:24 Speaker 1: She runs to Kevin and pulls him to his feet. You saved me. He leans in for a hug. She grimaces. 00:20:30 Speaker 7: My hat! 00:20:31 Speaker 1: He swills around, the Santa hat nowhere to be seen. 00:20:35 Speaker 4: Leave it. 00:20:35 Speaker 2: We gotta go. 00:20:35 Speaker 3: Now! 00:20:35 Speaker 1: Now! Over Kevin's shoulder, the alien rises behind him, now over seven feet tall. The monster's arms flail about, a grotesque version of an inflatable tube manor to used car lot. Anita shoves Kevin behind the self-checkout counter, diving behind him. An alien limb hammers into the back. Kevin and the dog gather, eyes wide. The hideous slurp, slurp, slurping, just on the other side of the counter. Kevin releases a juicy burp into Anita's face. Even in her terror, the repeated bourbon grosses her out. 00:21:15 Speaker 4: Come on, man. 00:21:17 Speaker 1: She frantically waves her hand in front of her face, trying to clear the smell. The slurping stops. No noise except the gurgling coffee pot. She peeks out. The creature lurches toward the coffee station, ducking back. Anita points at the evergreen

barricaded exit. Kevin's head vibrates in agreement. It turns out that adrenaline works way better than coffee. Christmas tree. They stalk through the cumbersome tree branches. Limbs scratch their faces and grab at their clothes. Strings of lights wrap around their legs and ankles. Trying to navigate the forest, they separate. Anita's head swivels around. Where's Kevin? Everything looks like an alien arm. Something grabs the sleeve of her jacket. False alarm. Just a tree limb. Swallowing her panic, she pads along, carefully moving the branches out of her way. Anita spies Kevin ahead and edges toward him. She reaches out, touches his hand. He swings around. She presses her finger to her lips and points at an exit sign glowing through the conifer nightmare. One of the branches slithers next to his shoulder. At Anita's terrified glance, his mouth drops open. His eyes beg the question, is it the creature? Anita answers with a horrified nod. 00:22:48 Speaker 3: She breathes. One. 00:22:50 Speaker 1: He shakes his head. 00:22:52 Speaker 3: No. 00:22:53 Speaker 4: Two. 00:22:55 Speaker 1: He relents. Okay. Three. The two of them crash out of the tree, while tentacles, still tangled, thrash around. Anita and Kevin spill out into the main room, covered in pine sap and broken ornaments. 00:23:11 Speaker 6: Come on! 00:23:12 Speaker 1: He yanks her to the service entrance of Interior Employee Hallway, night. The auto lights flood on. They scamper to the... Interior saloon, kitchen, night. Kevin slides a large butcher's knife from a block. 00:23:26 Speaker 4: You think that's going to help? 00:23:28 Speaker 1: It's better than nothing. 00:23:30 Speaker 4: Give me one then. 00:23:31 Speaker 1: He hands her a tiny paring knife. 00:23:33 Speaker 3: Really? 00:23:34 Speaker 1: But she does slide it into her jacket pocket, just in case. 00:23:39 Speaker 2: It's bigger. 00:23:40 Speaker 1: My knife? I know, get over it. 00:23:42 Speaker 2: No, that thing! Why is it bigger? 00:23:45 Speaker 1: I don't want to know. 00:23:45 Speaker 5: Come on! 00:23:47 Speaker 1: He creeps into interior saloon, night. Dark and quiet, the chairs hang upside down on the tables, ready for the cleaning crew. Kevin bumps into a table, and a casket of chairs crashes to the ground. They stand stock still. 00:24:06 Speaker 3: Sorry. 00:24:08 Speaker 1: Anita puts her finger to her lips. They continue their trek through the room, rattling the front door. The door's barred shut. 00:24:16 Speaker 2: It can't get in. 00:24:17 Speaker 1: Anita hisses at him. 00:24:18 Speaker 2: My god, you're so fucking loud. 00:24:19 Speaker 3: Shh, shh, shh. 00:24:22 Speaker 1: Silence. Then the back service door opens and shuts with a bang. Their eyes lock and they hightail it. Interior saloon behind the bar, night. Crouching on the floor, heads close to each other, afraid to breathe, hearts thumping in their ears, the ears that scan for thee. Slurp. Slurp. 00:24:55 Speaker 3: Slurp. 00:24:57 Speaker 1: It's

in the room. Face to face with the liquor well. Kevin slides out a bottle of cheap vodka. Leaning his head back, he pours it into his mouth. Anita shakes her head and mouths. What are you doing? He whispers back. 00:25:15 Speaker 5: Giving up. 00:25:18 Speaker 1: She puts her hand on the bottle and pulls it away. He yanks it back. Yes, I am! Furious, she jerks it with such force that vodka sloshes out the top and splashes the alien that's hovering over them. The creature recoils with a metallic screech. At the exact instant, the boom of an incoming aircraft shakes the room. The creature throws an arm at a nearby vent, yanking the cover off. It glides inside, and the flick of a grizzly limb vanishes from sight. Kevin and Anita huddle, oblivious. 00:25:56 Speaker 4: That story is plain. Be quiet. Wait, I don't hear it anymore. 00:26:02 Speaker 6: Do you hear it? 00:26:03 Speaker 1: Nothing but the engine outside. 00:26:05 Speaker 3: Fuck it. 00:26:06 Speaker 1: I can't stand this. He jumps up. 00:26:08 Speaker 6: Come on and get me! 00:26:11 Speaker 1: He looks around. 00:26:13 Speaker 2: It's gone. 00:26:14 Speaker 1: Anita gets up too. 00:26:16 Speaker 4: Let's go. 00:26:17 Speaker 1: No, ma'am. 00:26:18 Speaker 7: I am done with this. 00:26:20 Speaker 2: Done? What are you talking about? 00:26:21 Speaker 1: There are other jobs, Anita. I'm out of here. 00:26:23 Speaker 4: But I told her we'd stay put. No, you told her you'd stay put. 00:26:28 Speaker 2: Don't leave. 00:26:29 Speaker 4: She'll help us. 00:26:29 Speaker 1: What's she gonna do? She can't stop that thing either. 00:26:32 Speaker 4: She'll bring firepower. All her guys are armed. 00:26:35 Speaker 1: Then let them deal with it. Anita gnaws at her thumbnail. You don't owe her anything. You can just leave, you know. She looks at him. Really looks at him. It pains her. But.... 00:26:48 Speaker 4: Remember the bridge's wife? 00:26:50 Speaker 1: It hits him. Oh, man. It was Daria? Anita nods. 00:26:56 Speaker 4: Yeah. She's holding my license hostage. One word from her, and I'll be reinstated. 00:27:03 Speaker 1: No job's worth this. 00:27:05 Speaker 4: Flying is the only thing I've ever wanted to do. I made up my mind. I'm staying. 00:27:11 Speaker 1: Well, I'm not. 00:27:12 Speaker 2: Am I a chicken shit? 00:27:13 Speaker 1: You better fucking believe it. 00:27:16 Speaker 6: But I'll work at Denny's before I die for this bullshit. 00:27:18 Speaker 1: Kevin walks out from behind her, the butcher's knife in hand. Kevin. Yeah? 00:27:25 Speaker 4: Are we even then? 00:27:27 Speaker 5: Even? 00:27:28 Speaker 1: A flash of hurt crosses his face. Yeah, I guess so. He leaves her alone. 00:27:37 Speaker 4: You don't need him. Yet to Daria. That's all you have to do. 00:27:43 Speaker 1: Anita closes her eyes, takes a deep breath in, and blows out a long exhale. Ujjayi style. 00:27:57 Speaker 4: Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine. 00:28:02 Speaker 1: She scans the room. Shiny darkness. That's all. 00:28:08 Speaker 4: Did I get that breathing? Is that okay? 00:28:13 Speaker 1: Interior ticket area, night. Kevin jogs along the garish carpet, the butcher's knife at the ready. He makes it to the interior back hallway, night. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead. Kevin stalks along, looking over his shoulder every few seconds. He comes to the exit door. Interior saloon, night. Anita edges out of the bar, through the interior, saloon, kitchen, night. Pitch black. She places one foot in. The auto light blasts on. She jumps and swings around, a sad little paring knife in her hand. Exterior, alley behind the airport, night. Kevin sticks his head out. It is very dark out there. He taps his chest. No jacket, No phone. No lighter. 00:29:10 Speaker 3: Shit. 00:29:12 Speaker 1: He looks back at the creepy hallway and then forward into the shady-ass alley. Fuck it. He steps out. The door slams behind him. He tries the door. 00:29:24 Speaker 3: Locked. 00:29:25 Speaker 1: Giving his eyes a minute to adjust, he notices the bloody paw prints on the alley floor. A la Indiana Jones. You chose poorly. The exit gate comes into view. just past the dumpster. Interior, saloon, hallway, night. Anita peeks her head out of the doorway, into the interior terminal, night. She edges around the fallen Christmas tree branches. The paring knife glints in the twinkling lights. The outside flame shuts off its engine. other than Nat King Cole hearkening the Herald Angels. 00:30:03 Speaker 3: Quiet. 00:30:05 Speaker 1: A sudden thud and a duct tubing above her. She looks up, and then to the door. Through the terminal window, Anita sees her. Daria. Anita sprints to the exit. Exterior airport ramp, night. Surrounded by her bodyguards, Daria strides with such nonchalance that it is almost shocking. Still gripping the wee knife, Anita hurdles toward Daria and company. The bodyguards train their weapons. 00:30:34 Speaker 2: Drop it! 00:30:35 Speaker 1: Anita halts and raises her hands. 00:30:37 Speaker 6: I said drop it! 00:30:39 Speaker 2: Drop what? 00:30:40 Speaker 6: You're holding a knife, sweetie. 00:30:42 Speaker 3: Oh! 00:30:43 Speaker 1: Oh. The knife falls with a pathetic clink. 00:30:49 Speaker 4: Oh, come here. 00:30:51 Speaker 1: Daria holds out her arms and Anita races to her. Daria enfolds her in a big hug. Anita sobs and snots into Daria's cashmere hoodie. 00:31:00 Speaker 2: Shh, shh, shh, shh. Oh, you poor thing. Shh, shh, shh. It was horrible. 00:31:09 Speaker 6: Oh, honey, where's Kevin? I thought you said Kevin was with you. 00:31:14 Speaker 4: He took off. 00:31:15 Speaker 1: Took off? 00:31:17 Speaker 3: Where? 00:31:17 Speaker 7: How long ago? 00:31:19 Speaker 4: Right when you landed. He just said he was done. Okay. 00:31:23 Speaker 6: Which way did he go, honey? 00:31:25 Speaker 4: Um, I think he went through the ticket area. I don't know. 00:31:30 Speaker 1: Over Anita's shoulder, Daria nods at her right-hand man, Gunner, 37. The

enormous man strides toward the building. Interior alley, behind the airport, night. Kevin forces himself into the corridor. Gags a little. Oh. That's me. Go ahead. He gags a little. Oh. God, what is that smell? Where the gag is a little. 00:31:58 Speaker 2: Oh, nice. 00:31:59 Speaker 1: Was it not highlighted? No, it's not. I highlighted it. No, I was just like... No, because I highlighted... Can I move? 00:32:11 Speaker 6: Can I move into another position? I'm just messing with you. 00:32:16 Speaker 1: I'm just messing with you. 00:32:17 Speaker 3: I'll get it done. 00:32:19 Speaker 1: Interior, alley, behind the airport, night. Kevin forces himself into the corridors. gags at him oh god what oh what is that smell kevin tiptoes along butchers knife scraping almost in the dumpster he trips over something face planting he finds himself eyeball to eyeball with madge's ravaged face oh her skin resembles petrified wood with most of it pulled inside the holes where her eyes and mouth used to be. And then faints. A few seconds later, the door opens, dousing Kevin's unconscious body with light. Gunner fills the doorway. He leans down and pats Kevin's face. Come on, wake up. Kevin's eyes flutter. Gunner's massive mug comes into focus. Kevin throws his arms around the bodyguard's shoulders. 00:33:25 Speaker 4: Oh, thank God you're here! 00:33:27 Speaker 1: Get off me! Gunner yanks Kevin's arms down and slaps him this time. 00:33:31 Speaker 3: Ow! 00:33:31 Speaker 2: I need you to come with me. 00:33:33 Speaker 4: Mr. 00:33:34 Speaker 2: Golder wants you to make a statement. 00:33:36 Speaker 3: What did he say? That's a misprint. Hold up. 00:33:41 Speaker 1: No, no, no. 00:33:42 Speaker 6: You did it right. It was me. 00:33:44 Speaker 3: That shouldn't be bodyguard one. 00:33:45 Speaker 6: That should be gunner. 00:33:46 Speaker 3: Gotcha. Why? 00:33:47 Speaker 4: I was like, I guess I'm here. 00:33:49 Speaker 3: Cool. No, that's me. 00:33:52 Speaker 1: That's me. 00:33:52 Speaker 3: Sorry. 00:33:53 Speaker 1: Can you take some gunner yanks Kevin's arm? Gunner yanks Kevin's arm down and slaps him this time. 00:34:00 Speaker 5: Ow! 00:34:01 Speaker 1: I need you to come with me. Mr. Gutter wants you to make a statement. Just get me the fuck out of here. Kevin gets to his feet, snagging the knife lying beside him. He points in Madge's direction. Ever seen anything like that? Gunner barely glances at her destroyed corpse. We'll take care of everything. You're safe now. Kevin holds his hands out like a baby. 00:34:21 Speaker 2: Hold me. 00:34:23 Speaker 1: Gunner ignores him and motions toward the partially open door. He had the foresight to wedge it open. 00:34:29 Speaker 2: After you. 00:34:31 Speaker 1: Gunner stops him on his way in, acknowledging Kevin's knife. I'll take that from you. You don't need it anymore. I'd feel better if I kept it. We have the weaponry to contain it, and that knife won't help. I don't want you to accidentally hurt yourself. Good point. You get it? 00:34:48 Speaker 5: Knife, point. 00:34:50 Speaker 1: Tough crowd. Kevin hands the knife to Stone-faced Gunner, who slides it into his belt loop. He holds the door for Kevin. 00:34:58 Speaker 4: I hope you guys know what you're doing. 00:35:00 Speaker 1: They enter. 00:35:01 Speaker 3: We do. 00:35:03 Speaker 1: The door shuts behind them with a bang. Exterior, airport, ramp, night. Daria addresses the two remaining bodyguards. 00:35:12 Speaker 6: Get the pod off of Betty and bring it out here. 00:35:15 Speaker 1: Without a word, they jog to the death plane. 00:35:18 Speaker 4: Wait, the pod, why do you want the pod? 00:35:20 Speaker 2: What are you doing? 00:35:21 Speaker 6: Taking care of things, just like I said I would. Everything's going to be fine now. 00:35:26 Speaker 4: No, we need to get on Wilma. 00:35:28 Speaker 1: She gestures to the Gulfstream G-800. 00:35:31 Speaker 4: And leave now. 00:35:32 Speaker 6: As soon as I have the project back in my possession, we'll leave. 00:35:36 Speaker 1: Anita's face contorts. 00:35:38 Speaker 2: The project? 00:35:40 Speaker 4: You call that thing a project? 00:35:42 Speaker 1: Daria shoots her a warm smile. 00:35:44 Speaker 3: Dear, I spent close to a billion dollars on that thing. I'm not leaving it here. 00:35:50 Speaker 2: It's a fucking monster! 00:35:52 Speaker 6: Aren't we all a little monstrous? 00:35:56 Speaker 5: I'm not pulling the heads off of people and sucking their bodies dry! 00:36:01 Speaker 6: Have you ever killed a bug? How many chickens have you eaten? 00:36:05 Speaker 4: Or cows. 00:36:07 Speaker 6: It's not the same thing! 00:36:09 Speaker 2: It is to the cow! 00:36:11 Speaker 1: Anita's mouth falls open. 00:36:14 Speaker 3: My love, I know this is disconcerting, but there's a beautiful reason I acquired this magnificent creature. 00:36:22 Speaker 1: Her eyes sparkle with excitement. It will save the world. 00:36:26 Speaker 4: Oh my god, you're crazy. No, no, no, no, I'm not. 00:36:31 Speaker 2: I'm trying to help. 00:36:34 Speaker 1: Off Anita's confused look. 00:36:35 Speaker 2: Really? 00:36:37 Speaker 3: It consumes the energy from living creatures and reconfigures it for its own use. 00:36:43 Speaker 6: It could be the answer to the energy crisis. 00:36:49 Speaker 4: Said the woman with two jets. And what you just described is what we do. I don't follow. We eat things and then get energy from them? 00:37:02 Speaker 6: You're right. 00:37:02 Speaker 4: There isn't a difference. Except for the whole. 00:37:05 Speaker 1: She waves her hands around. 00:37:07 Speaker 4: Arm thing! 00:37:07 Speaker 2: Okay, I'm sorry. 00:37:11 Speaker 6: I wasn't making myself clear. There is a big difference. We don't have the ability to grow and heal ourselves in real time. It could mean the end of disease. We could cure our own cancer. 00:37:27 Speaker 4: Okay, yeah, that's great and all, but just how big is this thing gonna get? And will it try to eat all of us?

Also, it doesn't seem like it wants to stay in its little coffin. 00:37:37 Speaker 6: We think it was offline too long. It won't happen again. 00:37:41 Speaker 1: Bodyguards one and two shuffle over, carrying the blood-splattered pod. 00:37:46 Speaker 6: You guys could have at least wiped. 00:37:48 Speaker 3: It off first. 00:37:50 Speaker 1: Sorry, boss. I'll get a towel. 00:37:54 Speaker 6: Don't worry about it. Just bring out the generator. 00:37:58 Speaker 2: Yes, ma'am. 00:38:00 Speaker 1: He takes off. Daria claps her hands in glee, then focuses on Captain Riley 43, the pilot of the G-800, a.k.a. Wilma. He's been silent and glancing over his shoulders this whole time. 00:38:15 Speaker 3: Captain Riley. 00:38:16 Speaker 1: Mouth agape, he stares at the gory sarcophagus. 00:38:19 Speaker 6: Captain Riley! 00:38:20 Speaker 3: Yeah, yeah. 00:38:21 Speaker 1: Uh, I mean, yes, ma'am. 00:38:24 Speaker 6: Please prepare Wilma for takeoff. As soon as we load the pod. 00:38:27 Speaker 7: You can leave. 00:38:28 Speaker 3: The pod? 00:38:30 Speaker 1: Daria's eyes narrow, boring into his dumbfounded face. Right. Sorry. Copy that. Captain Riley retreats to Wilma. 00:38:39 Speaker 4: How do you go from this meat-soaked container. 00:38:43 Speaker 1: She gestures at it. 00:38:45 Speaker 4: To harnessing this great power? 00:38:48 Speaker 3: We have scientists standing by. 00:38:51 Speaker 1: Ready to work on it. 00:38:56 Speaker 4: So you don't know? 00:38:57 Speaker 6: Well, not yet, but I hold the intention that we will. 00:39:02 Speaker 4: This is absolute insanity. 00:39:04 Speaker 3: No, no, this is doing something. Everyone just stands around, wringing their hands. I'm actually doing something. Uh-huh. 00:39:13 Speaker 1: Bodyguard 2 returns with a solar-powered generator and connects it to the pod. It haunts to life. 00:39:19 Speaker 2: Now what? 00:39:19 Speaker 6: I think you'll like my plan. 00:39:22 Speaker 2: It's a win-win. 00:39:24 Speaker 1: In the distance, Gunner pushes Kevin out of the terminal and toward them. Kevin weighs with them. 00:39:30 Speaker 6: Oh, he's such an idiot. 00:39:32 Speaker 1: Anita flinches, but doesn't disagree with her. Gunner and Kevin arrive. Miss me? Anita shoots him a weak smile. Gunner shifts in his Italian loafers. 00:39:43 Speaker 3: Hey, Anita. 00:39:44 Speaker 1: You're looking good. Tension in the air. 00:39:47 Speaker 4: Oh, thanks, Gunner. You've... You look good too. 00:39:52 Speaker 1: Kevin looks between them, then wrinkles his disgusted nose. 00:39:56 Speaker 3: Ew. 00:39:57 Speaker 7: Him too? 00:39:58 Speaker 6: Just stop. 00:40:00 Speaker 1: Anita ignores this comment, but notices Kevin's butcher's knife in Gunner's belt loop. 00:40:05 Speaker 4: I thought you left. 00:40:06 Speaker 7: I tried to, but I got stuck in the alley and your boy here saved me. 00:40:10 Speaker 1: I think I know why it's got bigger. 00:40:13 Speaker 6: Remember the cleaning lady? Kevin, I need your participation. 00:40:19 Speaker 1: Participation? 00:40:21 Speaker 5: Yes. 00:40:23 Speaker 3: Gunner, may I see your weapon? 00:40:25 Speaker 1: Gunner hands it to her. 00:40:27 Speaker 4: You may want to cover your ears. 00:40:30 Speaker 1: They all follow her advice and... Bang! Daria shoots Kevin in the stomach. He crumbles over in a heap. No! 00:40:39 Speaker 4: What did you do? 00:40:42 Speaker 1: Daria gives the pistol back to Gunner. 00:40:45 Speaker 2: Get him in the pod, please. What are you doing? Kevin! 00:40:50 Speaker 1: Bodyguard one and bodyguard two drag poor Kevin to the pod. Bodyguard one opens the hatch. Now we see why it is six feet long and three feet wide. It's the perfect size for an adult male. 00:41:02 Speaker 6: Stop! 00:41:03 Speaker 1: They toss Kevin inside. He groans, but doesn't move. 00:41:08 Speaker 2: What is happening right now? 00:41:11 Speaker 6: I told you, win-win. He's bait. 00:41:13 Speaker 3: Now come on, we don't have much time. No. 00:41:16 Speaker 4: I'm not leaving him. 00:41:17 Speaker 1: Gunner presses his pistol to Anita's head. Yes, you are. 00:41:21 Speaker 4: I don't know why you're so upset. 00:41:22 Speaker 6: You've told me a million times what a pain in the ass he is. 00:41:26 Speaker 4: I don't want you to kill him. 00:41:28 Speaker 6: You don't have to endure any more of his chauvinistic comments. No more mansplaining. Plus, we needed the bait. 00:41:35 Speaker 1: Move, Anita. He shoves the gun into her ribs, pushing her to follow Daria. Anita wheels around, her eyes full of lust. She presses her body against his. 00:41:46 Speaker 4: I've thought about our night a lot. You want to get together later for a... redo? 00:41:53 Speaker 1: Frozen by her attention, Gunner nods and swallows. 00:41:57 Speaker 3: Hard. 00:41:58 Speaker 1: Anita leans in, kissing his neck, and swipes the butcher's knife from his belt. Daria watches Anita race toward the pod. She shakes her head. 00:42:10 Speaker 6: I swear, every single one of your brain cells is in the head of your dick. 00:42:14 Speaker 1: Gunner darts after Anita. 00:42:16 Speaker 6: And don't shoot her! I need her to fly Betty! 00:42:19 Speaker 1: End of part two.