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“When my time comes, just skin me, stuff me, & put me up
there on Trigger, just as though nothing had ever changed.”
1(sound cue) leather creaking & cicadas chirping.
2(two-shot) over Millie’s shoulder, angle on Buck slipping on
his black leather vest.
3(sound cue) Spanish guitar strumming.
4(close-up) Buck thumping down red & green shotgun shells
on one side, and tall brass .50 caliber Sharps shells on the other.
5(medium close-up) Millie watching him, her eyes sad, her
6(close-up) Buck: Thor Bronson--my guess is that he is slippery
fast & mean as a scorpion in your boot.
7(close-up) Millie, shaking her head in agreement.
8(sound cue) soft drumstick baps, & twinkling cymbals.
9(medium close-up) Buck tying down the lethal Colt to his right leg,
the inlaid silver stallion on the holster reflecting the sunlight.
--Buck: so mean he kills men before breakfast for farting at the table.
10(sound cue) four muffled rapid pistol shots, overlapped by guitar
--he kicks dogs & children, pistol whips women as foreplay, and uses
a Gaucho bullwhip for ticks.
--sure, something like that, they say he’s run out of room to put
notches on his guns.
12(sound cue) banjo & bassoon.
13(medium close-up) Buck pops the snap on his strange wide left
holster, extracts & examines the sawed off hog’s leg; checks the load,
and shoves it back into the holster.
--Buck: Sweet Millie, will you remember me?
14(close-up) Millie: hell no--I like you.
15(medium close-up) Buck raising his eyebrows, a twinkle in his blue
--Millie: I’m afraid you’ll be shot dead before lunch.
--Buck: the name’s Rod, Roderick Buck.
16(close up) Millie.
17(sound cue) her door closing, & the heavy thump of his footsteps
moving down the hall.
--Millie (in narration) from what savage breast did this man appear,
from what darkness?
18(medium shot) Millie’s silhouette standing at her window watching
the old yellow tomcat creeping up on a dirty brown starling pecking
at caterpillars that had nested between the split shingles--then
the hunter stepped into sight.
19(medium crane shot) camera moves out over the roof, & down
onto the street, falling in behind Buck.
20(switch to reverse traveling steadi-cam shot) Buck walking toward
the camera as it pulls backward away from him--his tall body striding
with a graceful ease for a big man walking into the hot morning.
21(sound cue) violin & harmonica.
22(medium close up) a neat stack of five silver dollars on the
doilyed night stand, alongside a half-empty bottle of whiskey.
23(close-up) the teddy bear’s blank face in the wicker basket.
24(medium shot) Millie folding up the burgundy colored blanket
that she had wrapped around herself, her back to the window;
25(sound cue) the tomcat killing a bird.
26(hold the shot) Millie standing naked, her heavy arms folded
over her breasts, in the harsh light.
27(close-up) Millie with silent tears rolling down her powdered
cheeks, her eyes closed.
28(sound cue) strident notes on saloon piano.
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