Ecto One pulls up to a pair of massive parapets and a hewn timber gate set in a thick redoubt on an escarpment high above the river. Two figures approach them from the shadows. As they draw closer, Stantz and Winston see their Stetson hats and uniforms.
|Evening. We've had a problem here for quite some time. I called your outfit a couple of weeks ago.|
|Busy time of year.|
|Nobody likes to talk about this sort of thing.|
|You don't have to worry about that with us, sir.|
|Right. We'll believe anything.|
INT. FORT -- GUNNER'S CORRIDOR -- NIGHT
Stantz and Winston walk past a long line of cannon. Their visors are down. They wear the usual equipment.
|You check the armory. I'll go down to the officers' barracks.|
They split up. Winston takes a long, low passageway. Stantz descends a set of stone stairs. They both leave frame. The sound of their separate footsteps fades O.S.