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272 EXT. BOAT DECK

Near the third funnel a man clutches the ship's rail. He stares down as the

DECK SPLITS right between his feet. A yawning chasm opens with a THUNDER of

breaking steel

LOVEJOY is clutching the railing on the roof of the Officers' Mess. He

watches in horror as the ship's structure RIPS APART right in front of him.

He gapes down into a widening maw, seeing straight down into the bowels of

the ship, amid a BOOMING CONCUSSION like the sound of artillery. People

falling into the widening crevasse look like dolls.

The stay cables on the funnel part and snap across the decks like whips,

ripping off davits and ventilators. A man is hit by a whipping cable and

snatched OUT OF FRAME. Another cable smashes the rail next to Lovejoy and it

rips free. He falls backward into the pit of jagged metal.

Fires, explosions and sparks light the yawning chasm as the hull splits down

through nine decks to the keel. The sea pours into the gaping wound--