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“History is comprised of one slaughter after
another. We talk about it, but no one is really
1(overhead medium-wide crane shot) Buck lying
on his buffalo pelt making preparations--the ten
bison grazing 150 yards from his hillock. He
would be firing down onto them.
2(sound cue) two cellos, jazz snare brushing.
3(medium close up) Buck loosening the copper
thumb screw & adjusting the aperture disc to the
first notch, slowing bringing the Sharp’s front sight
even with the backbone of the largest cow. He
waited until she turned broadside.
4(tight close up) his eyes, left one closed, the right
one steely & unblinking.
5(close up) he squeezed off a shot with the thick
6(sound cue) the thunderous clap of the Sharp’s
lethal discharge, echoing for a moment.
7(medium close up) the bullet hit a little low, tearing
her lungs apart--her legs caved in a second later as
the lead passed through her a kicked up dust on the
other side of her. Her brown bisonic bulk thudded
into the knee-high grass.
8(close up) her head on the ground, eyelids closed,
gasping for air as thick red foam dripped from her
9(sound cue) Indian seed rattle & banjo.
10(medium wide shot) Time stood still for a moment
as the small herd froze in shock.
11(medium close up) Young Buck jammed another
tall brass cartridge into the Sharps.
12(medium wide shot) The albino patriarch danced
and leaped about, straining to locate the hunter,
sniffing the air, pawing the ground, grunting and
bellering & moaning in fear, raising dust. The other
bulls & cows formed an oxen circle, butt to butt,
13(medium crane shot) behind & above Buck. We
can see the buffalo in the distance as the hunter
pulled down on one of the younger bulls and
squeezed off another shot.
14(sound cue) the Sharp’s discharge over coronet.
15(medium close up) the young bull suffered a
spine shot, and his hind quarters went down,
making him appear to be sitting. The old albino
roared & headed straight for Buck, gathering speed,
its tufted tail erect like a lion.
16( medium close-up) Buck fired again, sending a
fifty caliber message toward the charging bull.
17(medium wide shot) The bullet struck the bull in
the chest at sixty yards, shooting for the lights, thus
ripping a hole in its lungs. The albino went down like
a tree had fallen on it, skidding to a halt in the dust.
The other bull broke formation & headed for a nearby
gulley--four cows & one calf followed, rolling up white
dust midst their panic.
18(angle on Buck) loading another cartridge into the
19(sound cue) cello, piano & harmonica.
20(cut to an overhead drone shot) Six bison running
away, Buck prone on his pelt, the albino down, and
one older black cow standing still near it.
21(medium close up) The cow stood as a statue,
with the albino calf between its legs, confused, both
waiting for the white patriarch to get up.
22(sound cue) another loud shot from the Sharp’s.
23(medium wide shot) Buck had gut-shot the last
bull at two hundred yards, knocking him down--but
then it jumped up again, dragging his entrails. The
young bull stopped & stood, its shoulders quivering,
glassy-eyed--the world a red mist, with blood every
where in the yellow grass. The others stopped
running, & trotted in small circles around the bull.
24(sound cue) bass fiddle & snare drum over a loud
25( medium close-up) Buck’s eyes jerked to the right.
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