Blackthorne--Scene 62

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Blackthorne

Cinemagenic Sixty-Two

Palaver

“We talk a lot about hope. and the main message

is that we are more powerful together.”

--Victoria Osteen.

1(cut to an overhead drone shot) the two men & the 

dog squatting by their fire--their horses hobbled 

behind them, as the morning sun rises higher into

the flat blue sky.

2(two-shot) Johnny over Buck’s shoulder, chewing his

bacon & beans: My heart is heavy. It was not an easy

thing to watch them drag Chatawa off like that.

Buck: Uh-huh--damned hard.

3(close-up) Johnny: You know there will be no love for

him on the Bronson ranch--just cruelty.

4(two-shot) Buck over the Eagle’s shoulder: Christ. if

only love could be the solution for everything--but there

seems to be so little of it to go around.

Johnny: Do you think we will ever see that grande 

stallion again?

5(close-up) Buck: I’m going to try and buy him.

6(sound cue) piano & harmonica.

7(two-shot) Johnny, over Buck’s shoulder: You might as

well piss on the stars to put them out.

Buck: Still, I will try.

8(medium close-up) Johnny : I think Chatawa will never

give in to the whip & the spurs. They will never break his

beautiful spirit. They’ll have to kill him.

9(close-up) Buck: It could be true that one day we will 

have to let go of our dreams for him--but his story is not

over yet.

10(medium wide shot) the men finished their breakfast,

saying nothing more to each other.

11(smooth jump cuts) They wiped down their pans and

cups, packing up their gear. They tied the mares together

and brought them out of the willow corral. Johnny’s white

stallion was still limping, but he saddled him just to let

him know he was still part of the plan. Then the Indian

mounted up behind Buck on the red stallion, They 

started off at a fast walk.

12(tracking shots) The tall roan stud had no difficulty

carrying the two riders. The pack mule & the pair of 

mares were lashed together, & Johnny held the tether.

13(sound cue) The metal pans & gear rattled on the 

gray mule, over saxophone & banjo.

14(stationary overhead crane shot) they rode from left 

to right across the frame, with the white stallion limping 

along behind them, the reins wrapped loosely around 

the saddle horn. the wide stirrups slapping his alabaster

sides as he struggled to keep up.

15(cut to medium wide shot) as they walked slowly down 

into Antlered Buck ranch late in the afternoon.

16(smooth jump cuts) Cheewa was scampering around

chasing a cat, a rabbit, & some chickens--the entourage

made its way to the the big barn--the mares were still a

bit wild eyed, & their flanks were wet from the heat.

17(two shot) the men’s exhausted faces.

18(sound cue) banjo & harmonica.

19(smooth series of cuts & fades) Johnny opened the tall

barn doors, and he walked his horse & the mule inside;

Bob was limping badly.  Outside, Buck put the mares into 

an adjacent corral already holding two dozen other horses.

He dismounted & walked his roan into the barn. Johnny 
was placing his silver saddle on a saw horse. Buck walked his

horse over to a stall, & began unsaddling it. 

20(sound cue) harmonica riffs.

21( two shot ) Buck: Well you haven’t said a word to me

for several hours. Now would be the time to unpack your

thoughts. Johnny’s face was calm, but he remained silent.

Buck: Compadres talk.

22(sound cue) Indian branch flute.

Glenn Buttkus

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