Part Thirteen

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INT. KITCHEN - FORESTER HOUSE - MIDDAY

The mercs all split up, continuing their search through the house. Abraham walks up to Ewan.

EWAN

What is it?

ABRAHAM

I think I might know where the Foresters are.

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INT. AMELIA'S CLOSET - FORESTER HOUSE - MIDDAY

Daisy, Kelly, and Bowie sit in the closet, their hearts beating louder than anything else.

Daisy tries to stand, but nearly collapses back down again, the color flooding from her face.

DAISY

(Whisper)

Dad should have come back by now!

KELLY

(Whisper)

There's nothing we can do, we just have to wait.

Footsteps sound again outside the closet.

Knock. A beat. Knock. A beat. Knock.

EWAN (O.S.)

Come out, come out, you little shits. Y'all ain't getting off that easy.

Kelly looks from Daisy to Bowie. Her expression says "Don't speak".

EWAN (O.S.)

Ok. Suit yourselves.

A beat. Bang. Bang. Bang. The door falls in just as Amelia's did.

The six mercenaries stand in Amelia's room, looking in. Ewan at the front of the group. He steps slowly into the closet and looks around.

EWAN

(Nodding)

Smart. The clothes insulate the sound of your voices. More than I'd expect you to be capable of. So let's see, we got Mama. Then we got the blue-haired freedom-fighter, whose wrists I see are, most unfortunately, intact. And of course, black Carl Grimes, right?

Bowie does not blink as he stares into Ewan's eyes.

KELLY

Where's Dawn? Where is my granddaughter?

Ewan pretends not to hear her.

EWAN

But wait a minute, where's Daddy Forester? Surely he wouldn't abandon ship? And how the hell would he have-?

Ewan notices something. He stops talking and moves forward. He stares up at the air vent.

EWAN

Ahhh, cleverer than I thought. So here's the deal; for every hour that your dad doesn't show, one of you dies. Because hell, I only need one of you alive. So we'll start with you, Carl.

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