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As the Guard starts over to the Nurse's station, the

Orderly pulls down his mask to free his vision. We

recognize Lt. Albany, who pushes the cart into the room

towards the curtained bed, even as he removes a

modified- stock assault weapon from under a white cloth.

Frank sits up. The rifle gets his attention. INT. BUD

MULLIGAN'S HOSPITAL ROOM - Bud is watching the

same newscast on TV, while making comments into a

Citizens Band microphone in his connected to the small

portable broadcast unit.

BUD: (into CB radio mike) Hey -- I'm watchin' myself on

channel 4! -- Mabel, if you're listen- ing from your house,

I hope you're taping this, because Joanie's on her way

here to the hospi- tal...

He laughs painfully, glancing at bandage covering his

side.

BUD: Damn, if I'd lost them twenty pounds like Joanie

was asking me, I'd probably be dead right now. (he spots

something, lowers phone.)

BUD SEES: Beneath the curtain pulled around his bed, a

pair of legs in white Orderly pants are approaching. But

the feet wear sneakers with a small orange crescent, like

those of Bud's attackers. In panic, Bud rolls out of his bed

across his food tray, knocking the CB radio to the floor. At

that instant, a semi-silenced Stahl M7 spits sixteen shells

right through his bedding and mattress, dotting the

stainless steel sink with slug holes.

Lt. Albany steps forward, rips back the curtain, expecting

to see a human pincushion. But the bed is empty.

BUD: Crawls toward the bathroom, dragging the IV stand