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“The trinity is mere Abracadabra of the
mountebanks calling themselves the
priests of Jesus.”--Thomas Jefferson.
1(sound cue) soft piano
2(medium close-up) Buck chewed the chicken and
waited. He heard no one. His eyes glowed red,
reflecting his rage and the fire.
3(medium wide shot) He moved out into the open,
and moved swiftly to the staircase.
4(sound cue) low cello throbs and Indian seed rattle.
5(cut to the top of the stairs) watching Buck ascend
the stairs two at a time like a stalking cat.
6(medium close-up) He paused on the landing for the
second floor. He froze, listening. Shuffling boots and
loud voices suddenly rose up from below. He
unholstered the sawed-off.
7(medium wide-shot) The stairs to the third floor
seemed to go to the attic. The small door at the top
was padlocked. He cocked the sawed-off and crept
down a dark corridor, passing closed doors.
A light came on in one of the rooms ahead of him.
Beams of light bent under the door and brightly
penciled an outline around it. Buck stood to one
side of it. He could hear soft moans. The voices
downstairs became audible. Cash Bronson was in
Buck tried the door knob. It was locked. He
lowered his shoulder and crashed into the door
like a raging bull.
8(sound cue) Coronet and electric guitar.
9(cut to interior of the room) as the door
disintegrated into kindling, and Buck lurched
into the room.
10(two-shot) Thor Bronson rose up off the bed, with
his cock in one hand and a framed picture of Salina
in the other. The gunman was holding the picture in
his injured right hand, and his .38 was cross-holstered
on his right hip. The two men faced each other, frozen
in time, one with a double barreled sawed-off shotgun,
and the other with an erect penis.
11(sound cue) breaking glass
12(close-up) Salina’s picture hit the floor and the
glass cover shattered.
13(close-up) Thor’s left hand went for his .38.
Even with his left hand, he was fast, as he drew
14(sound cue) a gutteral scream, a Colt
discharging, and a shotgun roaring--all
15(two-shot) both men firing.
16(close-up) A mirror behind buck exploding.
17(close-up) Thor being hit in the left hand and
the right hip.
18(close-up) buckshot tearing up the wall behind
19(two-shot) the impact knocked Thor onto the
bed. His eyes were glassy. He was in shock, so he
felt no pain yet. He gripped his gunshot left hand
with his crippled right hand, and gasped:
Goddamn, why did you come back? You were home
free. No one was chasing you.
Buck holstered his sawed-off and roughly jerked Thor
to his feet.
Time to meet the Devil.
20(cut to hallway) as Buck pushed Thor back toward
21(sound cue) Cash Bronson from downstairs:
Thor! Are you still standing?
22(close up) Thor, screaming: C A S H !!
23(two-shot) Buck rammed his fist into the small of
Thor’s back, spinning him around.
Buck: He is fine, Cash! He’s coming right down to
Buck drew the Thunderer, and fired once into the
gunman’s genitals. Then he shoved him down the
stairs. Thor rolled down the stairs like a broken
scarecrow, his feet flashing into the air, as he
followed his cock down to hell.
24(sound cue) three gunshots.
Buck shot him three times as he tumbled down.
Thor’s body jerked to the left, crashed through a
bannister, and fell ten feet to the floor, landing
Seven guns reciprocating Buck’s fire.
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