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“Every woman is a queen, & we all have different
things to offer.” --Queen Latifah.
1(sound cue) Saloon piano & castanets.
2(two-shot) Salina, controlling her rage:
--So what the hell have you got my Dad mixed up in?
Buck, brows knitted, eyes narrowing:
--I don’t have your father mixed up in anything. What’s your beef
3(close-up) Salina: Do you want him to end up gut-shot like the barber?
4(two-shot) over Salina’s shoulder, a small grin sprouting on Buck:
--You know, he seems full grown to me, with a mind of his own.
Salina thumped the black quirt against her leather skirt.
5(sound cue) Thwack-thwack-quirt onto leather-clad thigh, shifting into
three drumstick whacks.
6(three-shot) as Wallace steps partially between them.
Wallace: Just calm down, all I did was help him straighten out a
Buck wiped his mouth, still wet from drink.
--No harm done, none intended, little lady. I’m obliged for your
7(medium close-up) Her eyes were calming as she listened to him, &
we become very aware of her gorgeous green eyes & full lips, wearing
no lip paint.
8(sound cue) Violin & banjo.
9(three-shot) over her shoulder with Salina saying a bit sarcastically:
--Well, Mr. Rod Buck--so you decided to finally come home at last?
Buck: Looks that way.
Salina: Should we alert The Bugle--let folks share the news?
Wallace: I think Mr. Buck found his own way of letting folks around
here know that he’s back in town.
10(close-up) Salina burst out with a hearty laugh.
11(medium close-up) Buck: I never realized that anybody cared, or I
might have come back sooner.
12(sound cue) Clarinet & Native American snake rattle.
13(close-up) Salina: You want to sell your ranch?
14(medium two-shot) Buck turning to Wallace:
--What the deuce is she prattling about?
15(close-up) Wallace: She wants to know if you are interested in selling
16(three-shot) Buck looked puzzled. Salina folded her arms, the quirt still
in her right hand.
Wallace: It’s a fair question.
Buck: Sell to who?
17(two-shot) over Buck’s shoulder.
Salina: To us--Dad & I.
Buck: No offense, but why in hell would I want to do that?
18(sound cue) Harmonica & guitar.
19(medium close-up) Salina: Because Cash Bronson wants it, & we would
prefer he doesn’t get it--because you are a big tumbleweed, & one of these
nights you are going to blow right back out onto that prairie--and your ranch
will be host to blow sand again.
20(close-up) Buck: I’ve been out there a long time. A man can change.
21(extreme close-up) Salina: Either that or you are liable to screw around
here, stirring up dog turds & kicking butt--until you get Bronson so riled-up
that he’ll arrange to have your damn fool head taken off at the shoulders.
22(three shot) Buck was silent for a moment, masticating on what she had
said. Salina had her hands on her hips. Wallace had his arms folded, waiting
for a reply.
23(sound cue) Wagons & riders outside in the street,.
24(crane medium wide shot) Cut to the exterior of the store by pulling back
from the trio, through the plate glass window, dollying backward. People
were milling around on the boardwalk & in the street, four boys were kicking
a can, a little girl was spinning a wagon rim with a stick, Cheewa was lying
by the front door on the porch, watching the tall deputy who was sitting on
a public bench nearby.
25(sound cue) sweet melody; piano, violin, harmonica, & accordion.
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