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ALCATRAZ - SUBTERRANEAN CIVIL WAR RUINS

The tunnel leads here, to the Civil war era dungeon. The tunnel's bricked up; brick and mortar circa 1855.

"Now what?" Ianto asks, teeth rattling as he holds Jack's hand and follows meekly.

Jack moves to the bricked-up wall. Feels around the mortar. Smiles. Removes a brick. another. Another. A whole clump of bricks falls, revealing hole "Came out right through there. (squeezes through the hole; mutters) 'Course I've gained a few since ..."

Ianto follows Jack through the hole. They emerge to a ledge which faces a pool of dank stagnant water . It's about 3 ft. deep. Jack points "Across that, then 50 yards to the morgue. (off Ianto's blank stare) You said that's where the fucking poison is, Ianto."

"I don't get it. You're going to help me?"

"No. I'm going to give you dancing lessons. What the fuck do you think?" Jack snorts, then looks down and notices the hand back in his. It's sort of endearing.

"You don't have to get all bent out of shape."

"What's bent out of shape, handsome, is the tunnel I was going through to freedom five minutes ago." Jack frowns "I am doing this for you. Remember?"

"All right, all right. Don't call me handsome, okay?" Ianto sighs. "I'm not anything special there … Gods. My own father hated the sight of me. My bloody girlfriend cheated on me and I am stuck in this hellhole with no chance."

Jack lets his head fall back as he asks in a sing-song voice "what did I do to deserve this? What God did I offend ..."

Ianto begins to wade into the pool.

"Stop." Jack barks and Ianto stops. Jack points "There. And there."

Ianto squints. The water slithers with Cottonmouths. Jack unpacks the quart of motor oil in spray bottle. "Cottonmouth snakes. They breathe through their skin. Oil clogs it. They hate the stuff."

Jack sprays the motor oil across the pool. The snakes scatter. The pool's now coated with an oil slick. Jack wades in. Ianto follows. The cottonmouths, repulsed by the oil, stay away. Ianto tries not to look at the snakes. They make it across.

"Something's a little off here: I'm the F.B.I. Agent, you're the convict, and you have all the guns" Ianto pouts and Jack slaps the .9 MM pistol into Ianto's hand then smiles "OK now Tiger?"

Jack wanders off. Ianto follows.

They arrive at a fork in the tunnel. Down the fork of the tunnel - is the Prison Mono-Rail System: a single rail suspended from the tunnel ceiling, upon which small carts are suspended.

"They go to the morgue?" Ianto asks softly and Jack nods. Moves to a steel runged ladder leading to a garbage chute against the wall. Ianto follows. Jack and Ianto emerge from the garbage chute. They hear voice in the next room. In the morgue Gamble and Starling are guarding the poison. Starling's walking around. Gamble's seated on a table smoking. The door bursts open. Jack stands in the doorway. Gamble dives away. Starling whirls, raising his M-16. Jack's had flashes. The knife flies the length of the room and buries in Starling's neck. Jack turns to Ianto and whispers "Never hesitate."

Gamble fires from his position around the corner. Jack and Ianto dive for cover behind a cabinet. Ianto fires from cover without looking, his gun raised over the cabinet. Jack, underneath the cabinet, fires at Gambles foot. Gamble, shot, hits the deck. Gamble unclips a grenade. Before he can pull the pin... Jack fires his clip until empty at the Air Conditioner Mount on the ceiling above Gamble. The mount gives; the enormous air conditioner falls, crushing Gamble. Gamble's grenade, still secured with the pin, rolls away. Ianto rises. Looks at Gamble under the air conditioner. Just his legs stick out. Ianto finally says "You didn't learn that in prison."

"No, and I used to be a lot quicker."

Ianto looks at Jack with open interest "I've got some questions for you but they can wait."

Ianto opens the corpse drawer revealing the V.X-. chem rounds (shaped like big tennis ball cans). Ianto carefully lifts out a chem round. Jack grabs one, accidentally knocking it against the drawer. Ianto whispers gently "Careful. The second you don't respect this, it kills you."

They set the V.X. chem rounds on the mortician's table. Ianto pulls out his equipment kit. Begins detaching the tops of the chem rounds. Ianto reaches inside a chem round and carefully pulls out... a strand of poison pearls: ping-pong ball sized glass bubbles filled with poison. Ianto whipsrs "I need a hand here. (JACK looks anxiously at the poison pearls.) Jack. Now."

Ianto hands the poison pearl strand to Jack. Jack holds it like a string of wind chimes. "What... exactly does this do to you?"

Ianto takes a deep breath and then to Jack's surprise he leans over the table and presses his lips to his, a soft, brief kiss before he answers calmly "Any epidermal exposure or inhalation and you'll know: A twinge at the small of your back as the poison seizes the nervous system. (hands over another poison pearl strand) Then loss of muscular function. Then you spit your guts out, it looks like a tub of spaghetti spilled on the floor, then your skin turns black..."

Jack stares uneasily at the pearl strands. "Sounds like my first marriage."

Ianto has the chem round's guidance systems exposed. Inside are tiny microchips. Ianto plucks the chip from each chem round and pockets it. Ianto whispers into tac radio "Pier 39 come in."

"Ianto? Where the hell have you been. Talk to me." Sanchez replies immediately, open fear in his voice.

"We're in the morgue. I'm removing the rocket's guidance system chips." Ianto then turns to explain to Jack "Without them the rockets will fly about 500 feet and splash down like a wounded duck."

Ianto moves on to the third and fourth chem rounds. Suddenly there's a BEEP. Ianto and Jack whirl. Gamble's Walkie-talkie is talking to them: Saxon is demanding "Gamble, Starling. Come in."

Jack and Ianto exchange a nervous look.

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"Privates Gamble and Starling, come in." Saxon clicks off his walkie-talkie. Stands there a second, thinking. "The morgue."

Saxon and Baxter exit quickly.

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Ianto goes faster; his hands are sweating, trembling. It's like he's lost his moxie. Ianto nearly drops a chem round. Jack recoils. "I thought you were cool under pressure."

"Shut up; you're making me nervous."

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Saxon and his men race toward the morgue.

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Ianto has dealt with eight chem rounds. There should be seven more, but there's not. Ianto counts them ...

Jack warns "They'll be on us in twenty seconds."

"Wait a minute. Fuck. Saxon stole fifteen chem rounds. There's only twelve here. Here. Quickly. Do these last four with me." Ianto asks and Jack raises the poison pearl strands from each of the remaining four chem rounds. Ianto quickly plucks the chips from the guidance systems.

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Saxon and the marines converge on the morgue. Surround the door. They burst inside, guns trained. Cox, McCoy and arrow fire machine gun bursts at - Jack and Ianto sprinting across floor, bullets chewing the floor. They dive into the morgue incinerator chute, Ianto leaving the TAC radio behind they tumble out of the chute. Two mono-rail carts are hanging there. They exchange a look and climb into the first cart. Jack throws the cart's release lever. The cart glides down the mono-rail.

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Saxon goes to the mortician's table. Sees the theft of the guidance chips. "Hendrix! Take Royce and Scarpetti!"

They dive into the incinerator chute after Jack and Ianto.

Hendrix, Scarpetti, and Royce tumble from the incinerator chute. Jack and Ianto are down the Mono-rail track. Hendrix gets in the second cart. Scarpetti gets in the third cart. Hendrix and Scarpetti pull the release levers. The Mono-rail carts rumble after Ianto and Jack. Hendrix shouts back to Royce: "CAPTAIN HENDRIX FOLLOW ON FOOT!"

The three carts fly down the mono-rail: Ianto and Jack are in Cart 1… 50 feet ahead of Scarpetti in Cart 2, who is 50 feet ahead of Hendrix in Cart 3. Cart 2 and 3 fire M-16s.

In Cart 1 Jack and Ianto duck as bullets ricochet around the tunnel walls. They pop up and return fire. In cart 2 – Scarpetti arms his over/under M-16 grenade launcher with a grenade and... Fires. The grenade porjectile shoots down the monorail tunnel.

Ianto and Jack duck as the grenade wings over their heads, continues down the tunnel and detonates against the tunnel wall. Their cart roars through smoke and debris left by grenade explosion. As it rounds a corner, Jack grabs a splintered timber and releases from the cart.

Cart 1, with IANTO alone continues down the mono-rail. Jack yanks down a 5 ft. long broken section of sewerage pipe and presses himself against the tunnel wall. Aa cart 2 rounds the corner... WHAM! Jack swings, hitting Scarpetti flush in the forehead, killing him and blowing him off the cart. Cart 2, without Scarpetti, continues down the mono-rail.

Jack waits.

As cart 3 rounds the corner Jack swings again But Hendrix is waiting for it. Hendrix grabs the swinging pipe and pulls Jack into cart 3! Hendrix and Jack start to tousle as Jack's sprawled on the floor of the cart. Hendrix levels his M-16. Jack whipsaws the legs under Hendrix, bowling him over, the M-16 falling away from the cart. Jack and Hendrix get to their feet.. They trade blow after blow as the Cart roars through the tunnel.

Ianto looks over his shoulder at Jack and Hendrix locked in mortal combat. He pulls the cart brake. Cart 1 begins slowing down. Cart 2 (Scarpettils) rams into it. Now Carts 1 and 2 are together. And on comes - cart 3 - Hendrix knocks Jack to the floor of the cart. Hendrix dives atop Jack, strangling him. Jack's head is bent over the front lip of the cart. Jack looks down the mono-rail track. To his horror he sees carts 1 and 2 slowing down.

Ianto realizes that his cart is going to ram Jack's outstretched head. He releases the brake, and Cart 1 picks up speed ... In cart 3 - Hendrix draws the knife. Hendrix raises the knife. With his last strength, Jack rolls away. Hendrix plunges the knife down, missing Jack, his momentum carrying his head and shoulders over the front lip of the cart.

Jack SCREAMS at Ianto. "BRAKE! ! !"

Ianto pulls the cart brake and - cart 3 SLAMS into cart 1 and 2 at 20 m.p.h., crushing Hendrix's head and torso between Carts 2 and 3. The collision knocks Jack off Cart 3, SLAMMING his head against the tunnel wall.

Jack falls unconscious to the tunnel floor.