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A FAST FOOD PLACE, HOPEFULLY MCD’S, FROM THE FRONT	

Our group runs across the road toward it and around the side. The
SOUND of bouys is louder; we also hear the SOUND of the ocean now.

THE REAR OF THE FAST-FOOD PLACE. WITH THE GROUP 

They have stopped near the drive-through order stand. Theres a menu
card, and, in the center, a battered speaker/listener for placing
orders. All are out of breath, fran fear and excitement.

                             DEKE
	           How far, Bill?

                             BILL
                   To the marina? Close now.
	           Maybe half a mile. Or even--

All the lights in the rear ot the fast-food place come on at once--
hi-intensity arc sodiums that cast a brilliant orange glare.
Front behind them, a MECHANICAL ROBOT’S VOICE comes from the drive-
through speaker.

                              SPEAKER
                    HUMANS HERE! HUMANS HERE! HUMANS HERE!

A siren goes off from somewhere nearby.

A SUBURBAN STREET OR ROAD

In the extreme forground is a child's body. SOLNOS: The siren; faintly,
the ROBOT VOICE ("Humans Here! Humans Here!"); and, coming closer,
the DIESEL ROAR of a truck.

Lights splash the street. From around the corner comes our old friend.
HappyToyz
 
THE STREET THROUGH THE WINDSHEILD OF HAPPYTOYZ
	
It comes rushing down the street toward the body.

THE STREET, FROH THE SIDE	 

HappyToyz runs over the body and just keeps right on trucking.



THE HAPPYTOYZ TRUCK. FOLLOWING FRON IN FRONT, UP ANGLE

It looks really furious.

THE DRIVE-THROUGH SPEAKER

                            SPEAKER
                  HUMANS HERE! HUMANS HERE! HUMANS HERE!

BILL'S GROUP	

They are alll stunned except for DEKE, who picks up one of HENDER-
SHOT'S illicit machine-guns and aims at the speaker.

                            DEKE
                  This is for my dad, you loudmouth
                  son of a bitch.

He triggers off	a burst of machine-gun fire.

THE SPEAKER	

                            SPEAKER
	          HUMANS H--

It is demolished--turned into a hunk of metal and sparking wires.
It gives one final squawk and shuts up.

BILL'S GROUP

                             BRETT (kisses DEKE)
                   Not bad, kid.

                             BILL
	           Let's get out of here, fast.

They run toward the rear or the lot.

HAPPYTOYZ TRUCK	

It roars past a sign which reads MARINA I MILE.

EXT.	THE FUELING AREA

They all pop up from behind the drums, where they were hiding.

                             HANDY
                   Man, when that speaker started talking,
                   I all but dropped a load into my pants.

                             CONNIE
                   I can't take much more. nister--

                             BILL
                   We're almost home free.

BILL crawls a distance away from the others and looks at something.

EXT. BILL	

BRETT joins him.


                           BRETT
                  Are we going to make it, Bill?

                           BILL
                  To the marina? Yes. In the long
                  run? I don't know.

                           BRETT
                  What do you mean?

                           BILL
                  Remember what I said about the comet?

                           BRETT
                  That it was a broom?

                            BILL
                  Yeah, A living broom just smart
                  enough to get into our machines.
                  Smart enough to burn, cut, shoot, or
                  run down anything on two legs. Not much
                  smarter. Something with maybe the brains
                  of a dcg--I mean, if they were much smarter
                  they would have had us on our way over
                  here for sure.

                            BRETT
                  So?

                            BILL
                  So dealing with a broom is one thing.
                  What happens when the house is clean...
                  and the new owners decide to move in?

She stares at him, surprised and scared by this new idea.

                            BILL
                  Come on. Let's do it

He motions for the others to come ahead.

EXT.	PART OF A MARINA	NIGHT	

It’s much ater the same night. Many ‘motorboats. A large sailboat
at the far end.
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