(ROADSHOW SCENE NO. 3) 85 - Cont. HOLMAN Sir, she ain't gonna last. She'll give way. COLLINS (challengingly) She never has. The sound of rifle shots. Personnel on the bridge instinctively duck. Collins and Bordelles bring glasses to their eyes. COLLINS All hands take cover. Clear the port side. FRANKS All hands take cover. Clear the port side. There is great activity and spirit. Men scurrying for cover or for guns, but without fear. Almost like a game. Bronson and Crosley unlimber their guns. Restorff runs along the top of the boat deck with a rifle, hunting a target. 86 - EXT. SHOT OF SHORELINE - DAY Burst of smoke from rifle fire. 87 - EXT. BRIDGE - DAY Bronson zestfully lets go with a burst of fire. Holman ducks down, calls to Franks. HOLMAN What is it? FRANKS Get below. Bandits local bandits. They never do anything but shoot holes in the stack. (he sings out to some sports lovers) Clear the port side! Holman grimaces, looks helplessly at Collins, starts down the starboard ladder. Cont. 87 - Cont. BRONSON (to Restorff) Can you see anything? RESTORFF I think I got one. 88 - EXT. MAIN DECK - DAY Holman joins others taking protection. Intermittent firing goes on. Holman regards the men's enthusiasm with amazement. BORDELLES Cease fire! Cease fire! BRONSON Just one more burst. Captain? COLLINS All right. Bronson fires. The gunners yell back and forth at each other, claiming hits, joshing. Holman's attention is drawn away from the "cowboys and Indians" to the noise of the engines. Franks passes him. END...
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