American Outlaws Page #4

And for that one second as Jesse and the horse are in

mid-air and the longrider coat trails behind him like

leather wings and his guns gleam blue in the sunlight, Jesse

James is the Angel of Death.

EXT. HILLSIDE

The horse hits the ground running. The Union troops are in

shock as Jesse draws both his hip Colts and starts firing.

JESSE:

Come on, ya Yankee bastards!

His GUNS BLAZING, Jesse rides straight at the Bluecoats.

Five, six are down before they can even react. They start

firing back, but they can't draw a bead. Two more are down.

Jesse's making every bullet count.

ANGLE ON:

The Gatling gun as the crew swings it around and FIRES,

hundred of rounds tearing straight at Jesse

ANGLE ON:

Jesse who incredibly cuts the horse hard left using just

his knees, still shooting as the Gatling volley goes wide,

actually killing two of the Union soldiers behind Jesse.

But then the arc of fire takes Jesse's horse in the rump.

The horse falls, but Jesse dives off, still firing, killing

another two soldiers. Then he hits the ground, rolls, and is

up and running, dropping the spent Colts and drawing the two

shoulder guns in one smooth motion, never interrupting his

shooting.

EXT. FORTIFICATIONS

Frank sees the Gatling swing away from him. He stands and --

EXT. HILLSIDE

-- BANG as the Gatling triggerman drops, BANG as the

ammo-feeder goes down, and BANG as the third man falls

before the echo of the first shot clears.

EXT. FORTIFICATIONS

Cole is the first one on his feet.

COLE:

WAAAHHHHOOOO!! We're coming Jesse!

CAPTAIN MALCOLM:

Charge!

With a ragged cheer the RANGERS ERUPT FROM THE FOREST, some

actually on horseback, firing at the exposed Union troops.

EXT. HILLSIDE

Soldiers are swarming Jesse, but he's moving, turning, an

untouchable blur in the chaos. As he drops two more empty

Colts and reaches for the last two at his back, a SOLDIER

just an arm's length away BRINGS UP A RIFLE.

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