(ROADSHOW SCENE NO. 12)

481 EXT. THE CENTER JUNK - AFTERNOON

The junk responds with cannon shot and rifle fire. 
Black smoke blossoms redly from the other junks.

482 EXT. BRIDGE - AFTERNOON

Bullets scream into the bridge, pinging and thudding. 
Bronson and Crosley keep up their relentless firing.

483 EXT. THE WATER AROUND SAN PABLO - AFTERNOON

Cannon shot furrows the water.

484 EXT. THE SHIP DRAWING CLOSER TO THE BOOM - AFTERNOON

485 EXT. THE JUNK - AFTERNOON

It fires another salvo.

486 EXT. THE BRIDGE - AFTERNOON

Collins is watching each round fired by his men, keenly 
alert to what is going on everywhere. Suddenly the ship 
shudders. Collins rushes to the other side of the bridge, 
looks aft.

487 INT. ENGINE ROOM - DAY

Steam suddenly hisses forth, choking the men. The lights 
go out. Holman grapples through the steam, feeling his 
way to the root steam valve for the fire bilge pump. He 
closes it and the roaring stops. He runs to the generator. 
Harris is there. The firing can be heard.

HARRIS (shouting)

I'll get it!

FRANKS' VOICE (o.s.)

Fire, main deck aft! Fire, main deck aft!

Holman and Harris struggle even harder at their work. 

488 EXT. MAIN DECK AFT - AFTERNOON

A stinkpot has shattered on the port side of the crew's 
compartment. Its gummy contents splash along the deck,
biting fire into the wood.

489 EXT. BRIDGE - AFTERNOON

The smoke is billowing. Collins takes the wheel.

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489 Cont.

COLLINS

Slow engines! Cease firing!

Bordelles, Franks and Haythorn scramble down the ladder 
to fight the fire, while Collins handles the wheel.

490 EXT. MAIN DECK AFT - AFTERNOON

The smoking fire. The crew manning hoses, laying to with 
axes. Franks rushes to the engine room skylight.

FRANKS

For God's sake, give us more pressure on the fire main!

491 INT. ENGINE ROOM - DAY

Smoke is getting into the engine room, mingling with 
the steam. Holman leaves Harris, runs to the pump and 
starts it clanking.

492 EXT. MAIN DECK AFT - AFTERNOON

More water shoots from the hose. Men are still hacking 
away with axes. Bordelles and Franks are in the thick 
of it.

493 EXT. THE CENTER JUNK - AFTERNOON

The cannon and rifles continue to fire at the San Pablo.

494 EXT. LONG SHOT SHOWING SAN PABLO DRIFTING DOWNSTREAM
AWAY FROM JUNKS - AFTERNOON

495 EXT. BRIDGE - AFTERNOON

Collins, on the wheel, notices the drift. Bronson comes 
onto the bridge, blackened and sweating.

BRONSON

Mr. Bordelles reports the fire's under control, Captain.

COLLINS

Very well. Take the helm. Hold the ship in mid-channel.
We're drifting out of range.

He picks up the long glass to take another look at what 
damage they have inflicted on the center junk.

496 EXT. SHOT THROUGH LONG GLASS OF JUNK - AFTERNOON

The junk has been hard hit, splintered and smoking. But 
there is great elation aboard at their victory. Men stand 
at the rails, shouting and waving.

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