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“This will teach me to get drunk on New
Year’s Eve.”
“What in the hell was that?”
“I dunno, but I sure hope it isn’t coming this way.”
“It’s probably a rat.”
“You dirty rat…”
“Oh please, the Bogart impersonation is bad enough; don’t try Cagney.”
“Hey; wow look at this.”
“What have you found now?”
“Come up and see; big boy.”
Shit, now he’s doing Mae West
“Hey Blondie, are you coming up here or just breathing heavy?”
“I’m coming; I’m coming”
“OK; don’t get too over-excited.”
“I’m doing the best I can but it’s dangerous in here.”
“Aw come on. If I can climb up this high – you sure can. Just don’t
look down.”
Dull thud.
“Hey. Blondie? Hey where d’ya…what
the hell….oh fuck!”
“I’m OK.”
“You scared me for a moment; I thought you’d fallen.”
“No, it wasn’t me – I knocked into a sack of something.”
“It wasn’t a sack.”
“What?”
“I said: it wasn’t a sack.”
“How do you know?”
“I can see him; that’s how I know. Looks like he was already dead;
so don’t feel too bad about it.”
“Ok, so now what do we do, Batman?”
“Dunno. I mean we followed them in here; so, logically, we’re gonna
find them.”
“Logically! We have a real scoop here, ladies and gentleman, the Blintz
has had an attack of logic”
“Will you stop it?”
“OK. So ‘logically’ they’re still in here. Would you
care to tell me where? I mean I know I don’t have X-ray vision but there
ain’t a lot of walls in this place to stop me seeing that we’re
the only people in here.”
“And him”
“Yeah, well like I said, I reckon he’s been dead a while –
couldn’t you smell it?”
“I smelt it but I didn’t want to upset you.”
“Huh?”
“Well I know you get a little freaked by heights and what with all we
ate and drank at the party and…”
“I wasn’t that scared.”
Laughter echoes round the place.
“We’re the only people here! If we’re
the only people here; who in the hell was that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Brilliant.”
“So what do you suggest?”
“I guess we have to keep going until we find them – or they find
us.”
“Where?”
“Sky’s the limit I guess. Keep climbing.”
“I think I see a safe place to get a bit further into the place.”
“Where?”
“Up there, on the left. It looks like some kind of walkway.”
“Ok; here goes. I’ll give you a boost and then you can help me.”
“It looks even worse from up here.”
“What does?”
“Everything. Ssh – look, over there.”
“That’s the one I spotted outside.”
“And that’s the guy I was following.”
"Shit, I think they know we’re here.”
Gunfire
“They know we’re here.”
More gunfire.
“Cover me.”
“I would if I thought you had someplace to go.”
“Just cover me ok. I know what I’m doing…it’s kind of
like a jungle in here, if you see what I mean.”
“Be careful.”
“Don’t worry; I will.”
“Ready?”
“Hey.”
“What now?”
“If it goes wrong; make sure you’re the one to call my mom.”
“You’ll call her yourself on Friday.”
“Take it away Blondie.”
Rapid gunfire – a Magnum and a sub-machine gun.
Silence
Something is moving quietly in the infrastructure
Low whistle.
More sounds of movement – hardly audible.
Gunfire
“Well that was fun!”
“Fun?”
“That was nothing…at least it isn’t raining in here.”
“What’s that got to do with anything?”
“It rained a lot in the jungle.”
“Come on… over here.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“If I could do it…”
“It’s not that. My leg hurts…I need to rest up a second.”
“Cramp?”
“No; it’s…it’s…it’s too complicated to explain
right now; but I need a couple of minutes.”
Clatter of metal against metal; something has fallen from height and
it the concrete below.
“There goes the artillery.”
Footsteps clatter on the walkway above their heads; a voice swears; cries of terror; dull thud.
“And there goes the grunt.”
“Huh?”
“The grunt; the foot soldier; the guy who had the artillery.”
“Do you think he was alone?”
“Dunno. There’s one way of finding out though.”
“Toss you for it.”
“Heads; I lose. Give me a couple of minutes….”
“Seconds.”
“…minutes; then come after me. Someone has to pick up the pieces
and it may as well be you.”
“That’s what friends are for.”
“Yeah.”
Muffled sounds of someone climbing a ladder.
Whistle
“Come on up, big boy.”
“What?”
“It’s safe; I’ve found the other one. Dead.”
“One of us had a lucky shot.”
“Not one of us. It’s not pretty.”
“Hi; glad you could make it up here.”
“Is that the other one?”
“Yeah. Like I said it’s not pretty.”
“Oh my god….that’s revolting.”
“So how do we get down from here?”
“Let’s see. I’ve got it. See those ropes?”
“Oh no.”
“Do we have a choice?”
“I guess not.”
“Come on then. I’ve always wanted to do this; ever since I was a
kid……Me Tarzan; You Jane. aaaaaahaaaahaaahaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
“You OK?”
“As far as I can tell.”
“How’s your leg?”
“What leg?”
“The one that was hurting you up there.”
“Oh that leg.”
“Come on; let’s get out of here…hey Starsk…hey come
on ….”
“I need a little help here.”
“What’s the matter?”
“The other leg!”
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