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58 EXT. EVANS RANCH, FOOTHILLS -- LATE AFTERNOON

DAN’S CATTLE are back in the holding yard. Dan stands on the

porch with Alice. His two boys inside, pressed against the

windows.

WHAT THEY SEE:
THE PRISON WAGON is passing their ranch,

crossing a CRUDE BRIDGE over a dry creek bed. They also see

Charlie Prince crest a nearby bluff, watching the wagon.

59 INT./EXT. PRISON WAGON, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Inside the wagon, Wade glances at his HAND CUFFS and grins

self-assuredly. He notices a tear in the seat.

A PIECE OF COPPER WIRING sticking out.

All of a sudden, the PRISON WAGON LURCHES TO A STOP. One of

the wheels has skidded off A CRUDE BRIDGE.

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60 EXT. PRISON WAGON, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Marshal Weathers curses, leaps down and attempts to free the

wheel.

Wade glances out through the chained door, watching the

marshal’s futile struggle...

...finally, Marshal Weathers turns to Dan on the porch.

MARSHAL WEATHERS

Hello, there. Evans. Can you give

me a hand with this.

61 EXT. PORCH, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

On cue, Dan walks out. Tucker and Crawley follow.

TUCKER:

Whatever your wife is cooking in

there smells good, Evans.

Tucker and Crawley laugh.

62 EXT. BLUFF, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Charlie Prince squints to get a look at what’s going on as

the men from the ranch disappear behind the listing PRISON

WAGON and begin to push it back up onto the bridge.

63 EXT. PRISON WAGON, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Wade quickly pockets the length of COPPER WIRING as Marshal

Weathers discreetly UNLOCKS the prison wagon door and hauls

Wade out. Crawley exchanges hats with the outlaw...

...now Marshal Weathers gives Tucker the key to WADE’S HAND

CUFFS. We see Tucker placing the key in his shirt pocket.

WADE:

Remind me never to play cards in

this town.

Crawley now takes Wade’s place inside the PRISON WAGON...

...and Marshal Weathers PADLOCKS the door again. Wade watches

the men finally push the PRISON WAGON back onto the bridge.

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64 EXT. BLUFF, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

The switch has taken just a few fast seconds -- and from his

vantage point on the bluff, Charlie Prince is none the wiser.

65 EXT. PRISON WAGON, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Marshal Weathers resumes his seat on the PRISON WAGON...

MARSHAL:

Thanks for your help, Dan.

DAN:

You gonna check on my family when

you come back, right?

MARSHAL:

First thing. Let’s go. Ya!

The coach rides off, fast, leaving Wade behind with them.

A cloud of dust rises.

66 EXT. BLUFF, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

Thinking Wade’s still in the PRISON WAGON, Charlie Prince

wheels his horse around, GALLOPING away from the ranch...

67 EXT. PORCH, EVANS RANCH --LATE AFTERNOON

...as Dan and Tucker lead Wade up to the porch. McElroy and

Butterfield appear in the doorway. Wade nods to Alice, but

she glares. McElroy pushes Wade inside...

ALICE:

How long’s he have to stay.

DAN:

An hour. Make sure Wade’s outfit

takes the bait.

ALICE:

What happens if they catch the

wagon.

DAN:

You saw where his man was. He’s

still got to fetch the outfit. They

should get to the Fort before dawn.

(CONTINUED)

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POTTER:

His gang can’t do anything in front

of the whole Sixth Cavalry.

68 EXT. EVANS RANCH, FOOTHILLS --DUSK

Doc Potter keeps watch on Dan’s porch with Tucker. Both men

cradling RIFLES in their laps.

Doc Potter stares at the smouldering wreck of the old barn.

DOC POTTER:

You have something to do with that?

(off Tucker’s smirk)

Hope you’re proud of yourself.

TUCKER:

...Doing my job, Doc.

69 INT. DINING ROOM, EVANS RANCH - DUSK

Inside, Alice prepares dinner. The two boys carry plates to

the table where Butterfield is waiting...

...we see William, starstruck, offering a plate to Wade who’s

sitting at the end of the table. He smiles a thanks. McElroy

sits next to the outlaw, his HAMMER SHOTGUN in his hands.

Dan sits at the other end of the table, joining Alice and his

sons. He notices William staring at Wade. Wade nods to

William and digs into his food. Then Wade looks up, no one

else is eating.

MARK:

We always wait to say Grace.

ALICE:

And we don’t presume to teach other

people manners.

MARK:

Aren’t we supposed to say Grace for

murderers, too.

ALICE:

Grace is for everybody, dear.

MARK:

Well, then why don’t we say it.

(CONTINUED)

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DAN:

Mark -

MCELROY:

I’d like to hear it.

Everyone looks at McElroy. Wade snorts a laugh.

ALICE:

God, our Father, Lord and Savior,

thank you for your love and favor.

Please bless this drink and food we

pray. Bless all who...

(glancing at Wade)

...who shares with us today. Amen.

Wade looks up at McElroy who’s watched him throughout...

...the others start eating their dinners. William glances at

Wade constantly. Mark just stares at the outlaw suspiciously.

MARK:

You know, if my pa wants to, he can

shoot you dead. He can shoot a jack

rabbit at fifty yards.

DAN:

Shooting animals is a lot different

to shooting a man, son.

WADE:

No, it isn’t. Not in my opinion.

Silence promptly falls in the room.

WADE (CONT’D)

Ask Byron here. He’s killed dozens

of people. Men, women and children.

Miners. Apache.

MCELROY:

There’s not a soul I’ve taken

didn’t deserve what it got.

Just the answer Wade was hoping for.

WADE:

See, when it comes to killing,

Byron McElroy doesn’t think in

terms of man or woman or even

child...

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

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(2)

WADE (cont'd)

(pause)

...he thinks of souls.

MCELROY:

Corrupted souls. Like yours.

I fight the devil on earth.

WADE:

As a bounty hunter for the

Pinkerton Detective agency and

eighteen dollars a day plus

expenses.

MCELROY:

Yes sir.

WADE:

Every way of man is right in his

own eyes, Byron. The Lord pondereth

the heart.

(meets eyes with Alice)

Proverbs... twenty one.

William smiles. Wade glances at the boy and contentedly looks

down to his plate. He tries to eat his meat. But its not cut

up and, with his hands cuffed, not possible... He meets eyes

with Alice.

ALICE:

...Dan.

Dan sighs and rises from the table. Takes the plate from

Wade’s CUFFED HANDS... and cuts the steak.

WADE:

Thank you, Dan. Would you mind

cutting the fat off too, please...

(off Dan’s look)

...I don’t like fat.

There is a pause at the table as everyone just watches Dan

dicing the meat.

WADE (CONT'D)

...Mind if I ask how you got that

hitch in your step, Dan?

MCELROY:

Don’t tell him nothing, Evans.

WADE:

‘Where were you stationed?

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:
(3)

Dan hands the plate to Wade.

DAN:

...Second Company Sharpshooters out

of Lynnfield, Massachusetts.

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