max looks out the side window, trying to conceal the weapon in front of him. the conductor enters, sees him.
frank races through the vestibule behind max's back. by the time max turns to see who's there.  frank is gone.
max stares out the window, still seething. behind him, the old woman moves into the vestibule, inch by inch, trying to drag her trunk into the first coach car.
lana fires!.  blowing a hole right through max and the window behind him! she keeps firing! blam! blam! blam! blam! blam! blam! more bullets than the gun could ever possibly hold!
ned slides the vestibule door open.  steps toward lana. in a daze, she raises the gun, points it at him, pulling the trigger.  click.  click.  click. he takes the gun from her gently.