Blackthorne--Scene Eighteen

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Blackthorne

Cinemagenic Eighteen

Pursuit

“Extremism in the defense of liberty is no vice--

and moderation in the pursuit of justice is no

virtue.”--Barry Goldwater.

1(sound cue) guitar joined by a banjo.

2(cut to medium wide shot--angle on) Saloon upstairs hallway.

3(two-shot, angle on) Buck as he rushes past Millie back

into her room.

4(medium close up) Buck picking up his gun belt, & buckling it on

over his underwear; Thunderer on his right, sawed-off on his left. 

5(sound cue) Middle Eastern tongue chant over a base drum beat.

6(two-shot) Buck pushing past Millie, moving back into the hallway.

7(medium close-up) Millie standing mute, holding a damp sheet

up to cover her nakedness.

8(cut to a crane shot) Buck rushing down the wide staircase,

barefoot & bellicose.

9(sound cue) saxophone & harmonica duo.

10( camera reversing, pulling back) from Buck as he rushes

toward it.

11(close-up, angle on) his bare feet as he hits the floor.

12(angle on the nearest table top)

--as it is overturned,

--glasses of beer spilling,

--playing cards taking flight,

--customers scrambling out the way.

13(sound cues) glass breaking, angry men swearing, &

furniture banging together.

14(medium shot, angle on) Buck sweeping a chair out of the way.

15( hold on shot, angle on) Buck’s back--him almost at the front

door, customers on their feet--no one attempting to stop him.

16(sound cues) harmonica huffing over snare drum beats.

17(cut to exterior of the Saloon, angle on) the swinging doors

as Buck charges through them.

17(camera reverse tracks) as Buck reaches the street,

a gun in each hand. 

18(medium close-up) Buck quickly looks both directions.

19 (several jump shot inserts):

--a mother hugging her daughter close to her skirts,

--a small boy in a big hat staring wide-eyed,

--the storekeeper, standing in front of his store, hands

on his hips,

--a wagon stopping in the street, the driver pulling up

hard on the reins,

--two old men leaning forward on their twisted canes.

20(sound cue) blues guitar chords.

21(cut to angle on the adjacent alley) dust rising up, with

Buck’s black dog running in excited circles at the head of it.

22(angle on Buck) as he appears at the top of the alley.

23(close-up) Buck: shit!

24(medium close-up) a pile of broken glass and window

frame splinters.

25(camera pulls back) to reveal an empty alley.

26(sound cue) clarinet, low notes.

27(angle on) Buck’s back, as he turns around, holstering

his firearms.

28(cut to medium wide shot) Buck half-naked in the dusty

street.

29(sound cue) crowd noise, a dog barking.

30(hold the shot) as clumps of bystanders move in closer

to him.

31(angle on) Buck, standing calmly, his arms folded on his

massive chest.

32(close-up) Buck: anyone see where that son of a bitch

made off to?

33( medium close-ups) crowd faces:

--turning their gaze away,

--pulling their hats down,

--becoming silent.

34(angle on) Buck; well, there it is.

35(camera tracks left) following Buck as he padded barefoot

back up the Saloon steps, & re-enters THE CHINA DOLL.

36(angle on) the swinging doors, creaking as they stopped

swinging.

37(sound cue) player piano plinking out a roller tune. 

Glenn Buttkus

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