Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Blackthorne--Scene 74


painting by Marcia Baldwin


Blackthorne

Cinemagenic Seventy-Four

Preface

“Everything before the ride is preface--everything 
after it is appendix; love is the story.” --Glenn B.

1(two-shot) Johnny: Hey--none of that now--you
know me. You can smell the past on me. I have oats
for you, and gentle hands. So calm down fierce one.
Forget about all these bastards on the fence. Just
see me and the Buck. Come to me, eat.
2(sound cue) piano and harmonica--gentle riff.
3(medium wide shot) the Eagle extended his handful
of oats.
4(cut to overhead drone shot) the man and horse 
still as statues
5(close up) the Appaloosa showed his teeth.
6(sound cues) horse nickering softly, harmonica,
mild buzz of the crowd.
7(two shot) Johnny remained rock-still. The stallion’s
ears came up. He moved slowly toward Johnny, but
while watching Buck. Chatawa began muzzle down 
into Johnny’s big right hand, chomping at the oats, but
picking them up delicately with his lips, careful to bite,
chewing around the bit.
8(medium close-up) Johnny: That’s right, thank you, 
eat--it’s good for you, makes your coat shiny. Now,
come over here, boss--stroke his shoulder.
9(three-shot) Buck moved up slowly: Yes, easy, my
stippled boy. We are here now. 
The oats were consumed. Johnny rubbed the horse’s
face. Buck reached out and stroked a muscular
freckled shoulder. The stallion turned his head and 
looked at the hunter. He shivered a little to the touch,
stamping one of his shapely legs.
10(close up) A little girl can pet a horse, Breed--but
it takes a man to ride one”, taunted Graff.
11(two shot) The Eagle unlatched the thick black
bridle, and carefully slipped the cruel Spanish spade
out of the stallion’s mouth. Hey, Valiante--we don’t 
need this, do we? Johnny worked the rope not 
lashed to the breaking post free, and tossed it to 
Buck. The hunter recoiled the rope, took the bridle
and draped the both over the sawhorse. Johnny
rubbed the horse’s forearms. The stippled stallion
calmed. The Eagle turned to the rails: Ryker, have
you got a halter in your gear?
12(medium close-up) Ryker: Yeah, I do--but Jesus 
Christ, don’t tell me you going to ride this devil 
without a saddle or a bridle with a bit?
13(two-shot) over Ryker’s shoulder. Johnny: 
Get it for me. please.
14(medium close-up) Bronson: Come on, Johnny,
this ain’t no rodeo. I want this animal saddle-broke.
15(two-shot) Johnny turned to face Bronson, and he 
spoke evenly and unemotionally.
16(close-up) Johnny: Mr. Bronson, this is a 
magnificent medicine horse, but still he is an Indian 
pony. He can run like the winds of hell. but who 
knows how long he’s been running wild. He’s never 
had a saddle on him, so the first ride now must be 
Nez Pierce style; bareback and bold. Once he gets 
used to the weight of a man again, then we can 
introduce him to a saddle.
17(two-shot) Ryker handed him the chest halter.
Shit, we all see the fucking split ear, but Mr. Bronson 
wants it broke today. Indian horses respect authority. 
You are just wasting our time here.
Johnny paused a moment, and stared a hot hole in
Ryker’s forehead: A man who beats a horse can 
never understand them. For me, Ryker, you have
no opinion. I will break him properly and he will have
a saddle on him in an hour.
18(medium close up) Good enough, boomed Cash
Bronson, ending the conversation.
19(sound cue) blues guitar slide, harmonica, & banjo
20(medium close up) Thor was leaning against the top 
rail, his chin on his crossed arms, watching Buck. His
dark eyes were like slits of coal in this lean face. His 
golden buckle flashed in the sun.
21(medium wide shot) Johnny took the halter from 
Buck, and let the marbled stallion smell it, then he
slipped it on smoothly; without a bit, Chatawa 
accepted it as Johnny deftly buckled it. He lay the 
reins gently on the horses back. Buck handed him a
lariat surcingle, with a hand-hold loop at the top. He
wrapped it slowly around the belly, cinching it up



Glenn Buttkus

Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub OLN

13 comments:

Kim M. Russell said...

I love your quote, Glenn, and the way Johnny speaks to the horse: 'I have oats
for you, and gentle hands'. The horse, too, is gentle, 'chomping at the oats, but
picking them up delicately with his lips' - a wonderful demonstration of the trust between man and beast. What an ending to this scene!

brudberg said...

What a wonderful description... you really make me feel Johnny's understanding, the tension between that and Thor's black eyes is chilling... I wonder if he can accept this defeat.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is so incredibly haunting! This line will stay with me as I ponder over its significance and meaning; "A man who beats a horse can never understand them."

Victoria said...

This is my favorite. I'm in love with Johnny and the stippled stallion. He reads the horse with understanding. This entire scene could be a metaphor for human relations, too. Good to "see" you, Glenn. Hope you are well now.

Anonymous said...

Man, do I miss reading your work.

This writing of yours is so good and very dark.

These lines:

A man who beats a horse can
never understand them.

It reminded me of 'Friedrich Nietzsche' when he was in Italy I believe and a policeman wiped the horse and Nietzsche ran towards the horse and hugged him and cried.
Powerfully a good story like always.

Grace said...

I am learning and appreciating this western narrative from your words Glenn ~ Never knew this would be the "gentle" way to break an Indian wild horse ~ Enjoyed this chapter!

Truedessa said...

Another wonderful segment in this amazing story. You put so much effort into each line and scene and the reader can feel it.

"A man who beats a horse can never understand them"

This is so true, one must understand the spirit of the horse first and befriend that spirit not injure the spirit.

Frank Hubeny said...

It looks like Johnny succeeded.

Frank J. Tassone said...

As brilliant as ever, Glenn!

Katie Mia Frederick said...

For Decades
i couldn't
Appreciate
Wild Horses
unTil no longer
could anyone ride me..
True
my
Mane
DanCES
And SinGS FreE NoW
unbridled unsaddled Wild
LovE
No
ResTRaiNTS..
oF Riders Gate..:)

Misky said...

Such great fun to read.

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