EXT. THE DIXIE-BOY PARKING LOT
The HappyToyz truck stops suddenly. It blinks is lights. Another
semi pulls out of line and heads for the drainage ditch.
EXT. THE DRAINAGE DITCH WITH BILL, CURT, DEKE, CAMP
DEKE grabs BILL, delirious with joy.
BILL! Make him stop--
You're okay now, Deke. You're--
Make him stop pulling me!
CURT goes aroound and lifts CANP'S head.
This is it, he is most surely dead.
EXT. CURT AND CAMP
CURT (drops him)
SOUND Oncoming TRUCK ENGINE. They both listen.
EXT. BILL, CURT, DEKE, AND CAMP'S BODY
BILL slides down the side of the drainage ditch ano looks at:
EXT. THE SNOUT OF AN ONCOMING TRUCK
EXT. THE DITCH, WITH BILL, CURT AND DEKE
BILL slides down, grabs DEKE'S shoulder, and shoves him in the
direction of the drainpipe.
Go! Go! Go!
The three of them haul their asses back the way they came; it's DEKE
first, CURT second, BILL third. Now the tractor-trailer that the Happy
Toyz truck picked rolls over the top of the drainage ditch. The cab
slams down where the people were a second ago. The trailer falls in
after, askew. The mucky bank collapses. CAMP iS buried under the
falling, roaring truck and an avalanche of wet ground.
EXT. BILL, CURT AND DEKE
They are no longer bothering to crawl, or even crouch. They run.
EXT. THE CAB OF THE EIGHTEEN-WHEELER
It has come uncoupled from the trailer and has somehow managed to remain
upright. It comes roaring up the drainage ditch after the two escaping
men, rocking from side to side, big wheels spraying water.
EXT. AT THE DRAINAGE PIPE, WITH BILL, CURT AND DEKE
They are illuminated by the truck's headlights. SOUND of the Oncoming
motor. DEKE gets right into the pipe, but CURT, half-panicked, is
BILL doesn’t climb in but dives in after him. Two seconds later the
cab of the truck comes roaring along, splashing up water, and
amputates the jutting finger of piping.
INT. THE PIPE, FEATURING CURT
He’s twisting his head backward with an effort. Ahead of him we can
just make out DEKE, also looking back with concern.
Bill! You all right, boy?
INT. THE PIPE, FEATURING BILL
I’m okay. Will you for Christ’s
sake move your ass?
INT. BILL, FROM 8EHIND
From this angle, as BILL follows CURT up the pipe and away from THE
CAMERA, we can see just how close it was: the heels on both his boots
are gone. We are looking at the shiny nailheads.
INT. THE MACHINERY ROOM
The rope goes taut and begins to move as DEKE climbs up. CURT comes
next. He turns and helps BILL up and to his feet.
BILL picks up the rocket launcher again and then looks at the
stretcher. He kicks it aside, and the action is fairly eloquent: they
won’t be needing this.
Bill? Is my dad okay?
BILL, looks at him for a moment, troubled, but is not able to tell
him. Not yet, anyway.
They head for the door.
INT. BY THE BACK DOOR OF THE RESTAURANT
Host of the people trapped in the Dixie-Boy are here, but most promi-
nent are BRETT and CONNIE. CONNIE Is so worried she’s just about
ready to fly. BRETT Is more quiet, but we can tell she’s very con-
cerned about BILL.
I think the truck that went over
the embankment got ‘em. Thats what
No. They're all right.
Then where are they?
BRETT can’t answer that but HANDY, who is standing nearby, can:
There! They just Came out.