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walt glances at••• his RESPIRATOR. It's lying way at the other end of the RV. Walt gingerly sizes up the cousins. Emilio reaches over, wig-wags Walt's earlobe with the muzzle of his shiny 9mm. Cold and menacing as hell. EMILIO Step to it, snitch.
Walt makes up his mind -- it's now top off the red phosphorus bottle. quiet breath••• and HOLDS it.
or never.
He unscrews the
He takes a long, deep,
He dumps the bottle onto the hot plate. It hits the flame with a sizzling WHOOF and smokes up. Walt ducks and RUNS.
EXT. WINNEBAGO - CONTINUOUS Walt makes it outside just ahead of the cousins. He slams the door in their faces, leans his back against it hard. BOOM! BOOM! They're kicking the shit out of it from the inside, trying desperately to get out. We hear them COUGHING now. GASPING. The flimsy RV door won't hold up long. Suddenly -- BLAM!-BLAM!-BLAM! BULLET HOLES puncture the door, zinging just above Walt's head. Still Walt stands fast, flinching and ducking lower. BLAM!-BLAM!-BLAM!-BLAM! The firing stops. The CHOKING SOUNDS get louder, more tortured. Horrifying. Tiny thin curls of RED SMOKE waft out through the bullet holes. We hear a heavy THUMP. Then ANOTHER. Two bodies hitting the floor. Silence now. Walt shuts his eyes, breathing hard. Walt recovers, stumbles over and checks on Dupree, who's still breathing. Walt unties him. Thank God, they're both alive. Just as walt gets Dupree loose•.• ••• He smells SMOKE. He turns, sees it rising thick and dark from behind the Winnebago. He runs to see. NEW ANGLE - BEHIND THE RV Krazy-B's CIGARETTE has started a BRUSH FIRE. It's ten feet across. Walt tries to stomp it out, but that ain't working.
He yanks off his heavy lab out the flames with that. up into the sky -- watches Everyone within five miles
apron, desperately tries to beat No dice. In a panic, Walt stares the SMOKE trail high overhead. can see it.
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