HP7

SCENE 7

Crewman #2 – “We made, my god we made it! Hurry, HURRY! Open the door will yeah! I’m comin’ in to order to-go!
Crewman #1 – “OOWWWWEEEE!!” ( Palms hand recognizer primitively, jams in eyeballs)
(“Come on, come on, come..BINGO!”) “LETS GET COOKIN...”
??? – “GERWEALLLKKKKKIIISSSHHLURPPP!”
Crewman #2 – “AHHHHYYEEEEE! GWAHHHH!”
Crewman #1 – “AHHH! Dammit man what the hell you slow roasted bastard!”
Crewman #2 – “GWAH! MY LEGS! ARHGGG I’M SO DAMN HUNGRY! (Sobs out in pain) “WHY...arghhuhhh…why couldn’t you bring the damn candy ba…BRALLAHRRR!”
??? – “GERWEALLLKKKKKIIISSSHHLURPPPSCHRUNNSHH!”
Crewman #1 (emergency shuts down floor Level 2-a. Stares wildly at the six and a half inch thick molybdenum composite door and thinks for a full minute) (“What in the great Salmons name just happened? It’s all made up right? I went down by myself, inhaled something chemically unbalanced, and I’m hallucinating all of this. I have too, right? I mean…if I…could…well…”)

(BANG BANG BANG)