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“People have been warning us that language has been
going to the dogs ever since Latin started turning into
1(medium shot) angle on the interior of Millie’s room.
2(sound cue) violin & harp.
3(two-shot) Buck enters the room with Millie shadowing him,
closing the door behind them.
4(sound cue) the spin of a Colt revolver cylinder.
5(close-up) two empty brass pistol shell casings hitting the floor.
6(sound cue) the spent ammunition hitting the wood floor.
7(medium close-up) Buck thumbing out two fresh cartridges
from his shell belt, & replacing them in the Colt .41.
8(two-shot) Millie bends over, the blanket slipping off her naked
breasts, picks up the empty shells, then walks over to her open
window, while Buck unbuckles his gunbelt & plunks it on the bed.
9(medium shot) Millie tosses the empty shells out of the window.
10( sound cue) the casings rolling across the roof.
11( hold the shot) in the foreground, Buck begins pulling on
his tight leather leggings:
--Buck: who is this Paully?
12(medium close up) Millie is staring out of the window, with
her back to Buck:
13(sound cue) blues guitar double-slide.
14(close-up) Buck: what kind of trouble?
15(two-shot) Millie turns to face the man;
--you’d better ride on.
16 Buck is pulling on his boots:
--ride on to where?
17(medium close-up) Millie: out of this town, to nowhere, to where
ever the hell you came from.
18(sound cue) small bells chiming over Buck’s rough laughter.
19(two shot) Millie’s back to the camera, Buck pulling his
buckskin shirt over his head, his abs flexed.
--Buck: lady, I’m through riding; this is the last stop,
the end of the line; Iife has run out of rails.
--Millie: then you are probably dead; can’t you hear the
guns cocking all over town?
20(sound cue) harmonica slide then huffing.
21(medium close-up) Buck’s head emerging out of the
shirt, smiling: --maybe.
22(medium two-shot) over Buck’s shoulder, angle
on Millie: that was Bronson’s little brother you tossed
out that window like a sack of goat shit.
23(reverse two-shot) over Millie’s shoulder.
--Buck: Bronson, huh? he’s got his brand on most things
--Millie: on the townspeople too, Cash Bronson is the king
toad in this horseshit burg.
24(close-up) Buck: yeah, yeah, the Jefe’ --well he & I
are going to have to parlay sooner or later.
--Millie was silent.
25(sound cue) saloon piano, pioneer fiddle.
26(two-shot) Millie sits on the bed next to Buck--they
both stare blankly out the window.
27(sound cue) a tom cat’s yowl.
28(tighten the two-shot) Millie rests her head against
Buck’s thick shoulder, her long red hair covering one eye.
--Buck: tell me about Paully.
--Millie: Paul Bronson; he’s the little brother. You did a fine
job of introducing yourself to him over in Lulu’s room.
29(sound cue) accordion & clarinet.
30(close-up) Buck: so what the fuck’s the matter with
the crazy blond?
31(medium close-up) Millie: she thinks that Paully
is her lover.
32(two-shot) Buck: didn’t appear to me that they were exactly making
love over there.
--Millie: Paully is a piece of arrogant dog shit, hides big time
behind his brothers--Lulu loves him regardless; but then
no one can say she is the sharpest tool in the shed.
33(medium shot) Buck stands up:
--does he treat her like that on a daily basis?
--Millie: only when he is shit-faced drunk. He always comes
crawling back afterward, his mouth full of sorry, & his dick
in his hand.
--Buck: sounds like a real humanitarian.
34(medium close-up) Millie: he stays here most of the time;
his brothers stay out at their hacienda while he hangs around
here drinking, whoring, gambling, & picking fights.
35(sound cue) banjo & jazz brushing.
36(two-shot) Buck: anybody ever stand up to him?
--Millie: You’re the only one still standing.
--Buck: his brothers settle things for him?
37(close-up) Millie: you haven’t heard about Thor?
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