DAY OF THE DEAD (The original script) by George A. Romero

[the Unholy]

TOBY
      What?

            JOHN
      I say we got a boat. Can you get other
      stuff?

            TOBY
      I got some fuel comin' out and, I hope,
      some automatic rifles.

            DIESEL
      He's just tryin' to win us over. This
      doesn't prove anything.

            JOHN
      I'm gonna trust him, Diesel. He already
      knows who we are and we ain't got a
      bunch o' time to mess around with
      Rhodes shootin' up the joint every
      mornin'.

   TOBY, rooting through the open crates, finds THE PISTOLS TRICKS
   told him about and A FEW BOXES OF AMMO. He tosses one of the
   guns to JOHN. The big man walks over and puts the weapon back
   inside the crate.

            JOHN
      Can't walk around here with these.
      Let's just leave 'em here 'til we ready
      ta use 'em.

108   INT. HOSPITAL OPERATING ROOM - DAY

   CLOSE ON: HANDS carefully...very carefully...pouring DROPS OF
   CLEAR LIQUID INTO A TEST TUBE. The liquid is sweating slowly
   out of A MILDEWED AND ROTTING STICK OF DYNAMITE which has been
   softened to near-melting by jungle heat.

   A DOZEN TEST TUBES stand in a rack, already filled. SPIDER,
   another woman, SALLY, and a man, JACK, each have their own
   DYNAMITE STICK. Each is transferring LIQUID SWEAT...which is,
   of course, nitro glycerine...into A GLASS TUBE. They work in
   tense silence on the operating table.

   DOC LOGAN works with them, doing the same delicate procedure.
   Suddenly his hands    starts to tremble.

            LOGAN
      Take it away from me. Quickly. Take
      it! Take it!

   SPIDER reaches over and, as gently as possible, takes the VIAL
   and THE DYNAMITE out of the doctor's hands. She sets the tube
   in the rack and returns the dynamite to AN OPEN CRATE, years
   old and crusted with mildew and mud, still half-filled with
   sticks yet to be drained. The danger passed, they all breathe a
   sigh of relief. LOGAN wipes the river of sweat from his face.
   His hands are shaking quite violently now. He pops pills, dry,
   from his pocket.

            LOGAN
      Sorry. I'm sorry. I'll, er...I'll be
      alright...in a moment.

                     (CONTINUES)

[the Unholy]

108   CONTINUED:

            JOHN
      You're sick, Doc. You been sick for a
      while now. Too sick to be workin' with
      us on this raid.

   JOHN, SARAH AND DIESEL are standing in a corner of the room.
   TOBY TYLER is with them, sweating and obviously nervous.

            JOHN
      You've helped us enough, providin'
      cover, hidin' us out. Let the rest of
      us handle the physical stuff. It's too
      much for you.

            LOGAN
      It's my fight as much as yours. The
      things they made me do...the things
      they made...me...do. I want so see
      Rhodes destroyed. I want to see all of
      them, all of them destroyed. It's my
      duty...in the eyes of God. In the eyes
      of God.

   LOGAN is really flipso now, over the edge into banana-land.

            TOBY
      It won't work. That's pure nitro you're
      dealin' with there. That stuff can blow
      if you look at is funny. What're you
      gonna do, walk into the Cave carryin'
      those tubes on feather pillows? You
      don't have a complete layout of the
      place. Even if you manage to avoid a
      fight you won't know where to go.

            JOHN
      We're hopin' you can show us where ta
      go, Toby.

            TOBY
      Oh, no. I'm tryin' to get off this
      island alive. I'll help you all I can
      but I'm not goin' in there on a
      suicide mission. What can you hope to
      accomplish? Some radios maybe? A
      supply room or two? You'll all be
      killed and in a few weeks they'll be
      back to business as usual. That place
      was built to withstand nuclear attack!
      What are you gonna do with a half-
      dozen guns and a few sticks of nitro?

[the Unholy]

JOHN
      We're gonna blow up the powder
      magazine.

            TOBY
      What?

            JOHN
      We know what's down there. We did the
      loading' and unloadin' when the stuff
      came ashore in the early days. A direct
      hit oughta do more than a few weeks
      worth o' damage.

            TOBY
      A direct hit'll blow the top off this
      whole island! How're you gonna fuse the
      stuff? How're you gonna leave yourself
      time to get out?

            LOGAN
      If we don't get out it's a small price
      to pay.

            TOBY
      You're f****n' out of your minds!
      There's two hundred people down there.
      You gonna murder two hundred people?

            LOGAN
      Sinners! Animals! Filth! Doing the work
      of the Devil!

            TOBY
      What about the people here in the camp?
      If they don't get blown to kingdom come
      their food'll be destroyed, their
      water, medical supplies. They won't
      have any more power. This island can't
      support them all, they'll be doomed.
      Count me out, friends. I'm gonna get my
      ass outa here. Anybody wants to come
      along is welcome.

   Silence falls over the room. Finally JOHN moves towards the
   door. TOBY follows but before exiting he turns back to face the
   group once more.

                     (CONTINUES)

[the Unholy]

108   CONTINUED:

            TOBY
      I wanna see Rhodes burn just a much as hotd
      you do...but all those people. We don't
      have the right to be their judges...
      just like they don't have the right to
      be our judges.

   JOHN opens the door and TOBY exits. SARAH follows. JOHN looks
   around at the faces in the group, then he leaves, shutting the
   door behind him. There's a long silence, then LOGAN speaks.

            LOGAN
      We know what we must do. It's written
      for us in the Bible. "They shall be
      driven from the land of the living down
      to the world of the dead. That is the
      fate of those who care nothing for
      God."

109   INT. STORAGE BAY IN THE HOSPITAL - DAY

   LUKEY stands guard. McDERMOTT has joined SARAH AND JOHN in a
   strategy huddle. TOBY stands nearby, feeling strangely guilty.

            SARAH
      Toby's right. They're not gonna sit
      around with their fingers up their
      asses while we bust up their toys.

            JOHN
      Datura.

[the Unholy]

SARAH
      What?

            JOHN
      Datura Metel. The Devil's Trumpet.
      Don't worry. I ain't goin' religioso
      again. It's a flower that grows on
      these islands. Where I come from the
      voodoo priests used it whenever they
      needed a Mickey Finn. It's toxic.
      Ground up you can put it in a drink or
      inject it...or...in a sealed area it
      might be introduced through the
      ventilation system.

            SARAH
      Datura! Miguel knew it! Datura, he was
      shouting! Datura Metel!

            JOHN
      We always planned to use it. We got
      some ground up already...but we could
      never find enough.

            SARAH
      There's hundreds of 'em. Right where we
      landed our boat.

            TOBY
      This stuff really works? No ****?

            JOHN
      Quicker than gas. And it smells a lot
      prettier. It usually don't kill but it
      puts ya under fer a good night's sleep.

            TOBY
      If you could knock out the central
      communications room you could foul up
      their whole intercom system. Then, if
      you move fast enough, stay ahead of
      'em...without bein' able to signal each
      other, they might have a hard time
      catchin' you.

            JOHN
      I say it's poetic. Pure calypso,
      brother. The Devil's Trumpet blowin'
      the notes o' doom for the Devil's
      troops. Ha ha ha ha ha...

110   EXT. THE BACKWATER - NIGHT

   THE FISHING BOAT that bought SARAH and her friends to the
   island sits still in the channel. There are SOLDIERS ABOARD,
   two of Rhodes' men, pacing the deck, passing a bottle back and
   forth.

            JOHN (o.s.)
      Well, we found yer boat, lady, but so
      did they.

   JOHN, SARAH AND TOBY are huddled behind green cover peering out
   at the boat.

                     (CONTINUES)

[the Unholy]

110   CONTINUED:

            SARAH
      Looks like just two. We can take 'em
      when the time comes.

            JOHN
      We're only about a quarter-mile from
      Cave entrance number five.

            TOBY
      That entrance is closest to the labs
      and the Bee cages.

            JOHN
      Come on. Let's go.

   They move off stealthily.

   They enter the clearing with the spectacular PLANTS that Miguel
   discovered. Six feet tall, their red-gold blossoms like
   trumpets with their bells down, these are Daturas, nightshades
   indigenous to southern Florida and parts of the Caribbean.

   SALLY AND JACK, who we saw working on the nitro sticks, are
   chopping off the eighteen-inch blossom and stuffing them into
   LARGE LEAF BAGS. They're wearing HOSPITAL MASKS over their
   mouth and noses. JOHN moves in to help. TOBY AND SARAH follow
   but JOHN stops them.

            JOHN
      Just stand guard for now. Spell us validation
      after a while. Can't breathe this grass
      too long or somebody hafta carry you
      home.

   Work goes on in silence.

111   EXT. THE STREET OUTSIDE THE RITZ - NIGHT

   MUSIC ROCKS AND VOICES SHOUT. The street scene is as wild as
   ever. HOOKERS, PUSHERS AND DRUNKS pack the hot darkness.

112   INT. THE RITZ - NIGHT

   At A COT near the open wall, in DIM LIGHT FROM AN OVERHEAD BULB
   OUTSIDE, SARAH, JOHN AND TOBY huddle. The DIN from the street
   makes it impossible for others to hear them. TOBY is drawing A
   MAP.

            TOBY
      Maintenance shafts run behind all the
      main rooms. Nobody's in those at night.
      You can use them to get around in. Hit
      the power governors first. Kick a surge
      into their computer network and you
      erase everything stored in the memory.
      Then...over in here...that's where the
      cages are...

[the Unholy]

On the street outside, a puffing BILL McDERMOTT pushes through
   the unruly crowd, his face showing alarm.

            McDERMOTT
      The Doc's gone. Diesel and Jack and
      Spider with him. They took the guns...
      and the nitro.

   CUT TO:

113   INT. HOSPITAL OPERATING ROOM - NIGHT

   CLOSE ON: LUKEY, beside himself, almost to the point of tears.

            LUKEY
      I coulden stop 'em, boss. No way I
      coulda stop 'em, I sweah. They tie me
      up and stick dis...
      (He's waving a pillowcase in his hand,
      the action accentuating his frenzied
      state.)
      ...they stick dis in my mouf. You
      b'lieve dis?

   JOHN is in the room with SARAH, TOBY, SALLY AND BILL McDERMOTT.
   This is now the entire rebel force. THE FLOORBOARDS TO THE
   TUNNEL have been thrown aside. The weapons are gone.

            McDERMOTT
      I was in the Cave yesterday workin'
      repairs. Spider was in on clean up. I
      seen her talkin' ta some insiders...
      well, she was scribblin', they was
      talkin'...mighty palsy.

            TOBY
      Jesus! They're gonna try to do it!
      They're goin' in! They got somebody to
      help 'em from the inside!

                     (CONTINUES)

[the Unholy]

113   CONTINUED:

            LUKEY
      They din' get da pistols. You know dem
      pistols you buddy send in widda raffs.

            TOBY
      I gotta get Mary out. Tricks. We gotta
      go now! Tonight! Right away!

            McDERMOTT
      Oh, Lord! (He polishes of what's left
      in his flask and moves to refill it
      from the bottles in Logan's cabinet.)

            SALLY
      We're not ready.

            JOHN
      Well...if ya think about it...we as
      ready as we ever gonna be. How was
      they carryin' the nitro, Lukey?

            LUKEY
      Oh, me. You ain't gonna b'lieve dis,
      neider. You ain't, I sweah. They put it
      inta Spidah's body.

            TOBY
      They what?

            LUKEY
      De Doc. He cut up Spidah here and here
      and here...all ovah. He stick dem tubes
      in dere, like undah da skin...an' den
      he sews 'em all up. I sweah. I sweah,
      sweah, sweah!

114   EXT. THE JUNGLE - NIGHT

   JACK AND DIESEL are chopping a path through the undergrowth
   with MACHETES. Behind them DOC LOGAN is walking slowly along
   with SPIDER, guiding her carefully around obstacles. SPIDER is
   in major pain. She's sweating rivers, her fists are clenched,
   she's biting her lover lip so that it bleeds.

            LOGAN
      I know it hurts. But it won't be long.
      Then all the pain will be over. Oh, I
      wish you could hear me. GOD, GIVE HER
      THE EARS TO HEAR ME SO SHE KNOWS I
      DON'T WANT HER TO HURT SO!

            DIESEL
      Quiet!

            LOGAN
      Oh, yes. Quiet. Yes. We must be quiet.

   Suddenly, A ZOMBIE lunges from the underbrush, its FACE BADLY
   DETERIORATED and one of its hands; lost during its human life,
   replaced by A MECHANICAL HOOK. SPIDER stumbles. She holds her
   breath and stiffens all her muscles. Miraculously the nitro
   vials inside her do not explode. LOGAN throws himself
   quixotically in front of THE ZOMBIE.

[the Unholy]

LOGAN
      FALLEN ANGEL! THIS IS THE JUDGEMENT DAY
      WHEN YOU WILL BURN FOR YOUR SINS! THE
      LORD WILL CAST YOU DOWN TO THE LOWER
      REACHES AND YOU SHALL FOREVER KNOW....

   THWOK!!! THE ZOMBIE'S STEEL HOOK SINKS DEEPLY INTO LOGAN'S
   UPPER CHEST. The man's eyes reflect no immediate sensation. His
   speech falters but only slightly.

            LOGAN
      ...YOU SHALL FOREVER KNOW THE PAIN...
      THE PAIN...

   THE ZOMBIE pulls LOGAN towards its DROOLING, WIDE OPEN MOUTH.
   It's just about to bite when DIESEL CHOPS HIS MACHETE INTO THE
   CENTER OF THE CREATURE'S SKULL. The thing falls, pulling LOGAN,
   still hooked, to the ground with it.

            LOGAN
      YOU SHALL FOREVER KNOW THE PAIN OF
      HELL... THE PAIN OF HELL.

   DIESEL frees the doctor's shoulder from the hook. BLOOD FLOWS
   FREELY. DIESEL grabs a handful of DRESSINGS from LOGAN'S PACK
   and goes to work on the wound.

            LOGAN
      ...the pain of Hell...the pain...the
      pain...

115   EXT. THE JUNGLE NEAR THE VENTS - NIGHT

   SARAH, SALLY, LUKEY AND McDERMOTT stand by while JOHN AND TOBY
   swing open THE RUSTED GRILLWORK OF AN AIR-VENT in the ground.
   TOBY is able to swing his upper torso completely down inside.

[the Unholy]

116   INT. THE VENT - NIGHT

   TOBY hangs up-side-down in A RUSH OF AIR. He tightens A
   HOSPITAL MASK over his nose and mouth.

            TOBY
      Okay. Lemme have 'em. Let me have the original.

   A LEAF BAG is passed in from above. TOBY flags the bag open and
   BITS OF FLOWER AND POLLEN DUST FLY through the tight space,
   sucked off into the duct.

117   INT. THE COMMUNICATION ROOM - NIGHT

   CLOSE ON: A GRILL NEAR THE CEILING. BITS OF TOXIC POLLEN and AN
   OCCASIONAL PIECE OF FLOWER blow into the room.

   There are SIX TECHNICIANS AND TWO SECURITY GUARDS posted at
   various stations. A RADIO MAN looks up.

            RADIO MAN
      What's that? Smell it?

            TECHNICIAN
      Dunno. Must be comin' from outside.
      Kinda nice.

118   INT. ENTRANCE NUMBER SEVEN - NIGHT

   There are only TWO GUARDS posted at the sealed entrance. One is
   eating from A CAN OF SPAM. The other is reading an old, dog-
   eared PLAYBOY. A RIFLE BARREL jabs suddenly into "Playboy's"
   back.

            JULIE
      Don't move!

   It's JULIE GRANT, Mary's disgruntled assistant. A YOUNG MAN,
   another behaviouralist in a WHITE LAB COAT is with her. They
   both have RIFLES.

            JULIE
      Open the outer door. Move it!

[the Unholy]

"Playboy" slowly gets up and starts towards A CONTROL PANEL. At
   the last minute, he spins around, grabbing JULIE'S GUN BARREL
   and pushing it away. JULIE'S YOUNG ACCOMPLICE swings his RIFLE
   BUTT and knocks "Playboy" cold. Then he trains the weapon on
   "Spam man" again.

   JULIE moves to the controls, examines them, trips A TOGGLE
   marked "LOCK" and pushes A LARGE GREEN BUTTON.

   THE DOOR TO THE OUTSIDE SWINGS OPEN. Beyond is blackness with
   an occasional patch of MOONLIGHT ON JUNGLE GROWTH. JULIE walks
   slowly, carefully toward the opening. Just as she is about to
   cross the threshold into the night, A HUGE FIGURE leaps at her,
   grabbing her RIFLE and enclosing her in a strangle hold. It's
   DIESEL. Behind him, comes JACK, his RIFLE (Sarah's rifle)
   levelled off at JULIE'S YOUNG FRIEND.

   "Spam man" makes a break for it down the hall. Reacting
   nervously, too quickly, JACK FIRES. "SPAM MAN" IS HIT SQUARELY
   IN THE BACK. He pitches forward, dead.

   THE YOUNG SCIENTIST raises his gun. Copy check.

            YOUNG MAN
      Hey! What the hell.....?

   JACK FIRES ANOTHER BURST and the ORANGE CIRCLE ON THE YOUNG
   MAN'S CHEST SHOW A DOTTED LINE OF RED. He flies back, a
   surprised expression on his face, and he flops, dead, right on
   top of the "Playboy" guard who is lyinghnearothetcontroldbooth.

            LOGAN
      ENOUGH! ENOUGH! ENOUGH! ENOUGH!

   THE DOC comes slowly out of the night guiding SPIDER over the
   threshold and into the hall. LOGAN reminds us of a crazy John
   Houston, floating on air in a madman's bubble.

            JULIE
      What...what is this? Who...?

            LOGAN
      It's alright, it's alright, my dear.
      You've simply helped us do the Lord's
      work.

   LOGAN'S SHOULDER WOUND IS BLEEDING THROUGH ITS DRESSINGS but
   the doctor, on a holy mission, seems to feel no pain. He guides
   SPIDER into the light and opens her shirt. DIESEL shoves JULIE
   against a wall. JACK covers her with his AUTOMATIC.

   LOGAN removes RED-SOAKED DRESSING from SPIDER'S skin. All over
   her bare chest and upper belly we see LONG, EIGHT-INCH SCARS,
   HASTILY STITCHED WITH SUTURE SHOWING. Beneath each is A CIGAR-
   SHAPED BULGE wherehaovialtofdnitro has been implanted. The
   woman stands on crumbling legs, her arms open outward, a
   grotesque lampoon of a stigmatic.

                     (CONTINUES)

[the Unholy]

118   CONTINUED:

            JULIE
      What...what have you done to her?

            LOGAN
      God forgive us. Forgive us the pain we
      inflict as surgeons. We'll be in
      Heaven, child. Soon. We'll be with Him
      in Heaven.

            SPIDER
      Na...na...ak...aaaaaaaaaa...

   SPIDER is trying to signal something. She has seen that
   "PLAYBOY" is crawling into the control booth. LOGAN follows
   her alarmed gaze.

            LOGAN
      NO YOU DON'T I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT! I
      CAN'T!

   LOGAN charges toward the booth. THE GUARD is half-in-half-out
   of the glass chamber, his hands reaching for the control panel
   inside. LOGAN starts to kick him, again and again.

            JACK
      Outa the way, Doc! Outa the way!

   There's vengeance on LOGAN'S face. He's kicking THE GUARD
   brutally, but that doesn't stop the man from reaching the
   controls. He hits A RED ALARM BUTTON. THE PANEL BUZZES AND
   COLOURED LIGHTS BLINK. THE DOOR to the jungle starts to swing
   closed. DIESEL dives at it but can't stop the steel slab. It
   slams with A LOUD THUNNNNNG!

[the Unholy]

JACK swings into another position to get a clear shot and he
   FIRES A LONG BURST into the control booth. "PLAYBOY" IS STRUCK
   BY SEVERAL ROUNDS. He bounces around in the booth and collapses
   to the floor, dead.

   LOGAN, his SHOULDER WOUND POURING BLOOD, aggravated by his
   physical exertion, falls to floor himself, in a faint.

            JACK
      ****!

            DIESEL
      Keep the woman covered.

   JACK levels off on JULIE again. DIESEL moves over to SPIDER.
   Pulling FRESH DRESSING from LOGAN'S BAG, the big man begins to
   pack them onto SPIDER'S BLEEDING CHEST.

119   INT. THE COMMUNICATION ROOM - NIGHT

   CLOSE ON: A BLINKING RECTANGLE OF RED LIGHT. Written on its
   face is: ALARM - GATE 7. A BELL RINGS LOUDLY in the room. THE
   SHOT WIDENS and we see FIVE MEN, all slumped, unconscious, none
   able to react to the alarm.

   ONE OF THE SECURITY GUARDS has made it to THE EXIT. He manages
   to push the door open, but then he falls in a heap.

   A RADIO MAN staggers into A WEBBING OF WIRES, then he too
   falls.

   THE OTHER SECURITY GUARD inches his hand towards A LEVER WITH A
   PROTECTIVE COVER. He flips the cover up, then collapses. The
   falling action causes his fingers to trip the lever. A HUGE
   KLAXON SOUNDS. A BLINKING RECTANGLE, huge over the doors,
   reads: GENERAL ALERT!

120   INT. GASPARILLA'S GYMNASIUM - NIGHT

   The usual scene here, GASPARILLA AND HIS COURTESANS
   entertaining THE COUNCILMEN AND THEIR LADIES. THE KLAXON SOUNDS
   over THE LOUD ROCK MUSIC. MARY HENRIED, a prisoner for the
   evening again, hears THE SOUND. Her eyes widen. She looks over
   at RHODES, who jumps to his feet. The party gradually goes
   silent.

            RHODES
      Don't be alarmed. We're impregnable.
      Stay where you are. Nothing will happen
      to any of you. You're safe here. Men.

   This last word to A SMALL UNIT OF FOUR TROOPERS standing guard
   at THE EXIT. RHODES goes steaming through the doors. TWO OF THE
   TROOPERS FOLLOW, THE OTHER TWO unsling their RIFLES and take up
   posts just outside in the corridor. THE STEEL DOOR SLIDES SHUT
   locking GASPARILLA AND HIS COURT inside the gymnasium...MARY
   HENRIED with them.

            GASPARILLA
      Well, c'mon, ladies and gents. Who says
      we gotta let our evenin' get spoiled?
      Simon sez...GET DOWN!!!

   MOST OF THE GUESTS are willing to let the party get back to
   full swing. GASPARILLA grabs A **** COURTESAN and rocks his
   fat belly around in an attempted dance. MARY seems to be the
   only one concerned about the alarm.

[the Unholy]

121   EXT. THE JUNGLE - NIGHT

   Even outside THE KLAXON CAN BE HEARD. TOBY AND THE REBELS stop
   in their tracks.

            TOBY
      That's the general alarm. Jesus! They
      musta got in!

            JOHN
      What you wanna do?

            TOBY
      Come on!

   THE GROUP moves out urgently.

122   INT. ENTRANCE NUMBER TWO - NIGHT

   A CIRCULAR LIGHT BLINKS GREEN with A BUZZING SOUND. THE TWO
   INSIDE GUARDS punch up A VIDEO MONITOR. The screen shows TOBY
   TYLER AND LUKEY holding PISTOLS on SALLY AND BILL McDERMOTT.

            GUARD
      (into intercom) What's goin' on?

            TOBY (filter)
      (on video) LET US IN. THERE'S BEEN A
      REVOLT...AT STALAG SEVENTEEN...THERE'S
      REBELS CRAWLIN' EVERYWHERE!

            GUARD #2
      I know him. That's Tyler.

            TOBY (filter)
      (on video) FER CHRISSAKE! LEMME IN,
         DAMMIT! LEMME IN!

   THE FIRST GUARD HITS A BUTTON AND THE BIG STEEL ENTRANCE DOOR
   SWINGS OPEN. THE REBELS storm in like an ocean wave taking the
   hapless GUARDS completely by surprise. They knock them
   unconscious and take their WEAPONS. TOBY pushes A BUTTON which
   causes the outer door to swing shut, then he leads the band
   down the corridor.

   They go through A DOOR about a hundred yards from the entrance.

123   INT. MAINTENANCE SHAFT - NIGHT

   This is one of the WORK CORRIDORS that TOBY mentioned earlier.
   THE REBELS run, single-file, deep into the Cave.

124   INT. ENTRANCE SEVEN - NIGHT

   JULIE GRANT has been ROPE-TIED to an eyelet in the wall. DIESEL
   sets down A PISTOL AND A BOX OF AMMO beside DOC LOGAN who is
   sitting on the floor beside the control booth. He's having
   trouble catching his breath. His WOUND has turned his ENTIRE
   FRONT RED.

[the Unholy]

DIESEL
      You'd hold us back. We have to go on.

            LOGAN
      Hmmmmmm? Oh, yes. Go on.


   SPIDER, her shirt buttoned again over her new dressings, is
   carefully signing something. DIESEL reads her fingers.

            DIESEL
      Maps. Yes. She was supposed to bring us
      maps.

   JACK steps over to JULIE. He frisks her pockets and finds TWO
   HAND-DRAWN MAPS showing complete layouts of the Cave.

            DIESEL
      Alright. Let's go.

   They move out, DIESEL supporting SPIDER, JACK with his RIFLE
   ready.

125   INT. A SUPPLY CLOSET - NIGHT

   TOBY breaks open A CARTON and pulls GAS MASKS out. He passes
   them back to BILL McDERMOTT AND SARAH.

126   INT. THE COMMUNICATIONS ROOM - NIGHT

   THE REBELS, all wearing GAS MASKS, burst into the room. TOBY
   moves right toward AN INTERCOM. He punches in a code and
   waits while the INTERCOM BUZZES.

            TOBY
      Come on, Mary. Answer. ANSWER!

   Nothing. Toby punches up another code while the others drag
   THE UNCONSCIOUS GUARD out of the doorway, letting the doors
   shut behind them. A VOICE comes over the speakers.

            TRICKS (o.s. - filter)
      Yeah.

                     (CONTINUES)