American Sniper Page #3
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- 2015
- 30 min
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BUZZER SOUNDS. GATE OPENS. The bronco leaps out. Empty
stands blur past. The Bronc and Chris united in a futile
struggle. He leans right, the bronc circles right,
staying off that bad hoof. Chris makes the buzzer but--
He gets tossed on dismount. The bronco stomps his hand.
He scrambles out of the ring as RODEO CLOWNS distract it.
FIND JEFF(19) ringside, with tight lips and severe eyes.
He looks over the empty arena, laughing.
Headlights rattle over a dirt road. JEFF drives. CHRIS
rides, BAG OF ICE on hand, BELT BUCKLE prize on the dash.
He stares into the field where A WILD HORSE, races
alongside them, a spectral image in the darkness.
JEFF:
Wasn’t nobody there and you come away
with a belt buckle too damn big to wear.
What you supposed to do with it?
(03.18.14) 8.
CHRIS:
(grabs belt buckle)
You’re supposed to get laid with it. I’m
gonna wear it in and see if it puts Sarah
in the mood.
JEFF:
A strong wind’d put Sarah in the mood.
CHRIS:
Is that what they say?
JEFF:
You know what they called her in high
school--
CHRIS:
Don’t say it.
JEFF:
Sarah suck-a-
Chris swings his bag of ice, smacks Jeff in the face.
JEFF:
Sh*t man-
He swerves off the road. The truck almost coming apart
before he ramps back up, coming to a dusty halt outside-
16 EXT. BUNKHOUSE 16
Spanish moss hangs over a shackle-board residence. Chris
tumbles out the truck, clips on the belt buckle and--
17 INT. BUNKHOUSE 17
CHRIS swaggers into the narrow bunkhouse. A sheet hangs
in back, separating sleeping area from living area.
CHRIS:
Who wants to hump a rodeo star?
Movement back there. A MAN ASS suddenly protrudes from
the curtain as a BURLY COWBOY-TYPE climbs into jeans.
CHRIS:
What the f***-
SARAH steps out, his high school sweetheart all grown up.
(03.18.14) 9.
SARAH:
You said you wasn’t coming home until
tomorrow.
CHRIS:
(wounded)
Why would you do this?
Cowboy leaves his shirt open flaunting a big hairy chest.
SARAH:
Just let him out. He didn’t know...
CHRIS:
(shamed, steps aside)
You didn’t know?
Cowboy doesn’t answer. Chris SLAMS HIS HEAD into the
refrigerator and ramps him out the front door.
SARAH:
What the f*** is wrong with you! What’d
you expect? You drag me out here then run
off with your damn brother every weekend!
CHRIS:
Get out.
She jumps at the chance-- ripping clothes out of closets.
SARAH:
You think you’re a cowboy cause you
rodeo? You’re no cowboy. You’re just a
lousy ranch-hand and a shitty f***in lay!
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