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Wade catches Dan’s horrified eyes and just smiles...

...we see that William is just as surprised as his father.

The MARSHAL’S OFFICE is right across the street...

...the door is barred. A sign reads: “CLOSED FOR REPAIRS”.

WADE:

Congratulations, Dan. You made it.

Contention City. The future of

Bisbee. In all its glory.

Six blocks away, beyond a cattle yard-- THE NEW TRAIN DEPOT.

A clock tower above tells us its quarter to one.

(CONTINUED)

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DAN:

We need a place to lay low. Keep

him out of sight till the train

comes.

BUTTERFIELD:

There’s a hotel this way. You ride

PAN TO REVEAL-- A fancy hotel sits on Main Street, the

tallest building in the town. Butterfield leads them toward

it...

BUTTERFIELD:

I’ll check us in. You keep riding

and amble round back.

110-111 OMITTED

112 EXT. HOTEL BACK / ALLEYWAY CONTENTION - DAY

Dan and the others dismount at the back entrance of the

hotel. It’s quieter here. A few TOWNSMEN walking past at the

mouth of the alley. None of them seem to notice Wade.

DAN:

(to William)

Keep a watch by the rail head. If

you see them coming -

WILLIAM:

-- I’ll let you know.

DAN:

(pause)

William.

The boy looks back at his father...

...but Dan just smiles and William nods and rides off.

Wade sees the pride in Dan’s eyes.

They notice a COOL WIND picking up now.

113 EXT. STREETS, CONTENTION - DAY

William does a thorough reconnaissance of the obnoxious town,

trotting down ALLEYS and eyeballing SUSPICIOUS CHARACTERS...

...he’s taking his job very seriously, clutching his PISTOL.

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114 EXT. HOTEL BACK, CONTENTION - DAY

A DANCE HALL ENTRANCE feeds from the alley where a sign

broadcasts the times of performances.

WADE:

There’s a Can-Can at two, if you’re

interested.

...just now, Butterfield opens a BACK DOOR.

115 INT. LOBBY, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

The lobby is quiet. A few men at the bar. The BARTENDER is

the only one who seems to notice Wade. Watching Butterfield

lead them up the stairs.

116 INT. BRIDAL SUITE, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

Butterfield UNLOCKS the door to a room covered in hearts.

BUTTERFIELD:

It’s the Bridal Suite. Hope you

don’t mind, it’s all they had.

He gives Dan his golden POCKET WATCH.

BUTTERFIELD (CONT'D)

I’m going to go see if I can find

the marshal.

Wade takes a seat on the DOUBLE BED while Dan checks out the

room. He peels back the CURTAINS to reveal a huge BAY WINDOW

that overlooks the street below.

WHAT DAN SEES:
A DARK CLOUD BANK building on the horizon in

the distance. Rain clouds.

WADE:

Well, would you look at that.

...a flicker of confusion crosses Dan’s face.

117 EXT. MAIN STREET, CONTENTION - DAY

William also sees THE RAIN CLOUDS down on the street below as

he rides towards the entrance to town. He’s as shocked as Dan

is...

(CONTINUED)

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117 CONTINUED:

...he glances back hesitantly at the hotel, then rides on.

118 INT. BRIDAL SUITE, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

Dan gazes at the clouds, then turns to see Butterfield and

Wade looking at him.

WADE:

Still need that two hundred, Dan.

DAN:

Shut up.

BUTTERFIELD:

Mister Evans, you continue to give

me great confidence.

DAN:

It ain’t 3:
10 yet.

Butterfield leaves and Dan LOCKS the door behind him.

119 INT. LOBBY, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

Butterfield hurries back down the stairs to the lobby. Again,

we notice the BARTENDER watching. Something wrong about him.

120 INT. BRIDAL SUITE, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

Dan hangs the POCKET WATCH on a COAT RACK. Wade rests on the

DOUBLE BED, feeling its bounce as he surveys the small room.

WADE:

So this’s the bridal suite, huh. I

wonder how many brides...

Dan just looks at him, unamused. He takes a seat in a ROCKING

CHAIR by the window. Rests the HAMMER SHOTGUN on his lap, the

rifle close...

...and he just stares out the windows at those blessed clouds

on the horizon. For the first time in a long time, things are

actually looking good.

Wade reclines on the bed, gazing at the ceiling.

WADE (CONT'D)

What are you gonna do with your two

hundred now that rain’s coming.

(CONTINUED)

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120 CONTINUED:

DAN:

I owe people money, Wade... The

drought left me in the hole.

WADE:

Well, think about about doubling

that money. Pay your debts and buy

a dozen more cows. Build new yards.

DAN:

How you reckon I’m gonna do that.

WADE:

Drop your guns and let me walk out

of here. That’s worth four hundred

dollars to me.

DAN:

That what you reckon my price is.

WADE:

No... No, I reckon your price is a

thousand. One thousand dollars.

Dan says nothing.

WADE (CONT’D)

There was at least that much on

Butterfield’s coach. You want it,

Dan. It’s yours.

DAN:

Isn’t that reckless of you, Wade...

Seeing as you’re so sure your crew

is coming to get you.

WADE:

Oh, they’re coming, Dan. I just

like to do things easy. Peaceful.

Wade sits upright on the bed.

WADE (CONT'D)

Imagine what you could do with a

thousand, Dan. Hire ranch hands so

your boys can go to school, grow up

smart. Become leaders. Senators and

Congressmen. And what about Alice,

huh. She’d be the proud wife of the

biggest rancher in Arizona...

(pause)

...all you have to do is say yes.

(CONTINUED)

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120 CONTINUED:
(2)

For several moments, Dan’s clearly tempted...

DAN:

Would you send me a bank note. Or

maybe you’d be kind enough to make

a deposit it for me. Tell me, Wade.

How would I account for all that

money. What would I say to people

when I spend it. You got the jump

on me. You escaped. And I somehow

got a fortune. How dumb you think

people are.

Wade just glares across the room at him.

WADE:

Nobody needs to know.

DAN:

Do me a favor, will you. Don’t talk

to me for a while.

WADE:

You mean, we’re still not friends.

DAN:

No. We’re not.

WADE:

Well, at five minutes to three,

Dan, we’re gonna be a whole lot

closer than you think.

And the way he says this gives Dan the chills. Dan glances at

the POCKET WATCH on the wall: It’s still only one-thirty.

121 EXT. HOTEL, CONTENTION - DAY

A STRONG WIND propels the RAIN CLOUDS over the sprawling city

of Contention. Shrouding the hotel in a blanket of shadows...

122 INT. BRIDAL SUITE, CONTENTION HOTEL - DAY

...it’s two-fifteen now. And Dan’s sweating, even though the

temperature has plummeted in the last forty-five minutes. A

sudden KNOCK at the door.

DAN:

Who is it.

(CONTINUED)

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122 CONTINUED:

BUTTERFIELD (O.S.)

It’s me, Dan. I’ve brought some

help.

DAN:

You been gone a long time, Mister

Butterfield. How do I know somebody

ain’t got a gun on you out there.

Something appears under the door. It’s a TIN STAR.

Dan picks up the TIN STAR then UNLOCKS the door for

Butterfield who shows in MARSHAL DOANE (54) and three other

stalwart DEPUTIES. All armed with PISTOLS and RIFLES...

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