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| - INTERCOM: Ladies and gentlemen, we will soon been starting our inflight movie. We will be coming through with headsets which are available for purchase for four dollars. And of course exact change is always appreciated. (Bowman writes in his notes about technology, avoiding capture, imperatives and dangerous... when his nose starts to bleed. the senior gal next to him offers advice) SENIOR GAL: You should put keys on your back. MARSHALL BOWMAN: Excuse me? SENIOR GAL: It's an old wive's tale to stop the bloody nose. MARSHALL BOWMAN: Yeah? SENIOR GAL: Actually, I tried it once. It doesn't work. It's all bull. (Bowman quickly finds the lavatory, checks his teeth, swabs his mouth, tests the swab in solution, and, disappointed with the results, hurries to find a flight attendant) MARSHALL BOWMAN: Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me, I need to talk to you. MELISSA: Yes, sir, I'll be with you in one moment. MARSHALL BOWMAN: No, now! Please. MELISSA: (to the passenger she was serving) I'll be right back. (in the galley to Bowman) What's the problem? MARSHALL BOWMAN: I'm in trouble. There's something happening to me, that I don't have the time or permission to explain to you. MELISSA: What is it? MARSHALL BOWMAN: You need to listen to me very carefully. I need you to go to the passengers, I need you to collect as many sedatives or tranquilizers as you can. MELISSA: Okay, sir, I need you to take a deep breath. MARSHALL BOWMAN: This isn't a panic attack. This is real. We will die, all of us, if you don't do what I say. MALE ATTENDANT: Sir, a threat like that is in violation of FAA regulat... MARSHALL BOWMAN: Do I look to you like I care about that? MELISSA: (sees his nose starting to bleed) Oh, my God. MARSHALL BOWMAN: I need you to get those drugs for me. Do you have any weapons, a gun? MALE ATTENDANT: (to Melissa) Go call the Captain. (to Bowman) Sir, I'm going to need you to calm down. You're going to scare the passengers. MARSHALL BOWMAN: They should be scared. What weapons do you have? MELISSA: (on phone to cockpit) Yeah, it's Melissa. MARSHALL BOWMAN: What weapons!? MELISSA: (to cockpit) We have a man here, who's claiming to be in... MALE ATTENDANT: We have a Taser in the cockpit, which I will use on you if you don't calm down. MARSHALL BOWMAN: Taser won't do a thing. It'll just piss me off. MELISSA: (to cockpit) He wants drugs, but he seems to be on something already. MARSHALL BOWMAN: I need you to do what I say. I'm going into that bathroom. You keep me in there. You keep that door closed. Get whatever sedatives you can as soon as you can. MALE ATTENDANT: You can go in that bathroom, sir. MARSHALL BOWMAN: I am not messing around! When you get the drugs, you come back, you knock. If I don't answer, or if I do, and what you see isn't me anymore, you keep that door closed. You hear me? You keep me in there, away from the other passengers. Get the drugs. Quick. MALE ATTENDANT: Yes, sir. I'll do that. (Bowman returns to the lavatory more distressed, losing teeth, nauseous and breathing heavy ans screaming) MELISSA: (on phone to cockpit) Yes, sir, but I think forty minutes is too long. (Passengers become very concerned as the screaming and thrashing in the lavatory becomes extremely violent) MELISSA: (on the cabin intercom) Ladies and gentlemen, we have a passenger who is having a hard time... Please remain calm. Everything's going to be just fine. MARSHALL BOWMAN: (Bowman collapses as large quills thrust from the back of his torso) Ah Agh! Ah! Ah Agh! Ah! MALE ATTENDANT: What's he doing in there? MELISSA: I don't know. It just got quiet. MALE ATTENDANT: Maybe he passed out. MELISSA: The Captain says we should restrain him. I've only... (Bowman, fully transformed into a horrific monstrosity, blasts from the lavatory, growling and snarling. passengers scream as he begins to wreck havoc on the tail section of the aircraft)
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