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6.
SILAS points JAY’S gun at the OFFICER and pulls the trigger,
but the gun is empty and clicks
The officer smiles at this, but quick as a flash, SILASraises his own gun up and shoots the officer between the eyes
Dead before he hits the ground
Without taking his eyes off the officer, SILAS throws JAY’Sgun him
SILAS:
Clean it. Oil it
JAY fumbles the catch
SILAS walks over to the officer and crouches down
Pulls out a large knife and cuts a pouch from the officersbelt
JAY looks on
JAY:
What do you want?
SILAS checks the contents of the pouch and stuffs it into hisbelt
JAY (CONT’D)
He was an Officer
SILAS looks through the man’s pockets and finds a tin
SILAS:
Wearin’ a dress don’t make her a
lady
SILAS pockets the tin
SILAS (CONT’D)
They ain’t soldiers. Least no more.
Indian slayers
SILAS moves round and removes the OFFICER’s boots and
addresses JAY without looking up
SILAS (CONT’D)
Keep headin’ West solo you’ll be
dead by dawn. How you made it thisfar is a miracle
JAY:
I take care of myself
7.
SILAS:
Sure kid. You need chaperonin’ and
I’m a chaperone
SILAS gets up and walks towards JAY
JAY takes a step back, still holding his gun
SILAS walks past JAY and towards JAY’s horse
JAY:
Safer to travel with a killer?
SILAS:
That’s right
SILAS checks out JAY’s laden horse. Too many bags and casesfor a small pony to carry
SILAS begins to cut the bags free
SILAS (CONT’D)
First lets save your pony’s life
SILAS cuts a case free and it drops to the ground
SILAS (CONT’D)
I counted a dozen of them bastards
attack them Indians back there.
Minus three that leaves.. too many
JAY’s turns and looks into the woods in all directions
SILAS, now down on his knees, rakes through JAY’s case.
Tosses out a kettle, throws a useless box over his shoulder.
Tosses boots and a shirt
Finds a book, looks at the cover and holds it up to JAY
JAY reads the title
JAY:
‘Ho for the West. A traveller and
Emigrants Hand-book
JAY (CONT’D)
To Canada and the North West States
of America’..
SILAS keeps staring
JAY (CONT’D)
SILAS throws the book over his shoulder
8.
SILAS:
Well ho for the West
SILAS casts the whole case aside, gets up and walks towardsJAY
SILAS (CONT’D)
Dollars. Fifty now, fifty when wesplit
JAY turns his back to SILAS and fumbles in his wallet
Turns back around and hands SILAS fifty dollars
JAY:
Until we reach a forest called
Silverghost
SILAS snatches the cash, counts it, and walks off
SILAS:
Lets drift
JAY runs around and picks up his ‘Ho for the West’ book,
grabs the reins of his pony and follows SILAS
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