FADE IN. EXT. DUSK. PARK IN LONDON, OUTSIDE THE ZOO. It is winter. Three people stand in the snow. Dr. Barlow, a woman in her early thirties in a fancy Victorian dress, is bent over a small box in a fairly large pile of luggage. She has a Tasmanian thylicine (Tazza) on a leash. The other two people, Alek, a boy around the age of seventeen with reddish brown hair, an Austrian accent and an odd looking creature(Bovril) on his shoulder, and Deryn Sharp, a tall girl from Glasgow with her blonde hair cut short in the style of men in the early 1900s, are conversing quietly. They are waiting.
ALEK
It's going to be nice to be back on the Leviathan again.
DERYN
Aye. I'm looking forward to the flying bit. I wonder if
they'll let me on the ratlines, seeing as I'm no longer
a middy.
ALEK
I think they will. Anyway, you'll be Dylan again.
DERYN
What are you talking about?I'm always Dylan.
ALEK
I meant the midshipman Dylan that everyone knew aboard the
Leviathan. I've kind of missed him.
DERYN
So have I.
A shadow passes overhead, cutting off their conversation. Dr. Barlow stands up and walks over to Alek and Deryn. Ropes drop down from the gondola of the airship Leviathan and the ground crew starts to winch the airship in. A person climbs down one of the cables and runs towards them.
DERYN (shouting and waving)
Newkirk, you bum-rag! I see you've gotten yourself the
job of welcoming us!
NEWKIRK
It seem as though I have, Sharp!
DERYN
Unfortunately for you that also involves you carrying our
luggage for us!
BOVRIL
Bum-rag!
NEWKIRK faces DERYN and they shake hands. He does the same to ALEK.
NEWKIRK
Good to see you again. Both of you.
CUT TO INT. SHIP. NEWKIRK helps DERYN and ALEK aboard and then turns and drags a suitcase off of the ramp.
ALEK (putting his hand on Deryn's shoulder)
Welcome home, Mr. Sharp.
FADE OUT.