Django Unchained Page #10

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BIG JOHN FACE:

goes into shock... .he falls to his knees...he looks up, clutching his

heart, at Django.

DJANGO:

I like the way you die, boy.

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Big John hears it...then tips over dead.

LITTLE JODY can't believe what she's just seen.

FOUR OTHER SLAVES who just happen to be walking in the background, see

it.

LITTLE RAJ is stunned ... . then comes to his senses, fumbling for the

gun he wears on his hip, but since he's no gunman, in his haste, he

gets it out of his holster, but drops it on the ground.

It goes off... BANG.

SHOOTING himself in the foot, he HOPS UP AND DOWN in pain.

The Bulldogs scatter at the sound. of the BANG.

DJANGO picks Big John's WHIP off the ground., and begins WHIPPING

LITTLE RAJ across the face and chest.

MORE SLAVES gather.

DJANGO WHIPS HIM TO THE GROUND

whips him on the ground, then throws the whip to the ground, picks

Roger's pistol off the ground, and empties it (FIVE SHOTS) into Roger.

To say the slaves are flabbergasted, is a understatement.

Dr.Schultz rides his horse up quickly, rifle in his hand. He sees

Django, and the two dead bodies.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Who are they?

DJANGO:

That's John Brittle, and that's his

little brother Raj.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Where's Ellis?

DJANGO:

He's the one hightailin' it across that

field right now.

Ellis Brittle riding his horse full out through the cotton field trying

to make an escape.

SCHULTZ'S WINCHESTER

goes to his eye, he follows the rider with his rifle barrel.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Are you sure that's him?

Ellis gets further away...

DJANGO:

Yes!

Dr.SCHULTZ

Are you positive?

Ellis gets further away...

DJANGO:

I dunno.

Dr.SCHULTZ

You don't know if you're positive?

Ellis gets further away...

DJANGO:

I don't know what, positive,'means.

Dr.SCHULTZ

It means you're sure.

DJANGO:

Yes.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Yes, what?

DJANGO:

Yes I'm sure that's Ellis Brittle.

BAM!

The German picks the middle Brittle brother off his horse.

The dead man WIPES OUT horribly in the thick cotton brush.

RED BLOOD splashes on WHITE COTTON.

The German and Django have the entire plantation's attention.

Spencer Bennett (with his Winchester), his SONS and his OVERSEERS,

and some HOUSE N*GGERS come around like a angry mob.

The German tosses his rifle in the dirt, and raises his hands.

Django does the same with his pistol.

Dr.Schultz addresses the ANGRY MOB.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Everybody calm down, we mean no one else any harm!

SPENCER:

Just who the hell are you two jokers?

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Dr�. SCHULTZ

I am Dr.King Schultz, a legal representative

of the criminal justice system of the

United States of America. The man to my

left is Django Freeman, he's my. deputy.

In my pocket is a warrant signed by circuit

court judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin

Texas, for the arrest and capture, dead or

alive, of John Brittle, Ellis Brittle, and

Roger Brittle --

DJANGO:

- They were goin by the name, Shaffer.

Dr.SCHULTZ

You know them by the name, Shaffer.

But the butchers real names'were Brittle.

These are wanted men. The law wants them

for murder. I reiterate, this warrant

states dead or alive. When Django and myself

executed these men on sight, we were operating

within our legal. boundaries. Now I realize

passions are high. But I must warn you,

the penalty for taking deadly force

against a officer of the court in the

performance of his duty is, you will be

hung by the neck until you are dead.

This does put a momentary pause in the lynch mob's blood lust.

After his dramatic pause for effect...

.Dr.Schultz says;

Dr.SCHULTZ

May I please remove the warrant from my

pocket so you may examine it?

Resting his Winchester over his shoulder, Bennett reaches for the

paper.

SPENCER:

Gimmie.

Dr.Schultz removes the warrant from his jacket pocket, and hands it to

the plantation owner. Bennett reads it silently to himself, resigned to

what it says.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Satisfied.

Bennett eyes go from the warrant to the German.

Dr.SCHULTZ

May I have that back?

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,- Bennett hands Schultz back the piece of paper.

Dr.SCHULTZ

We good?

BENNETT:

Get off my land.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Post haste.

(TO DJANGO)

Load up the bodies as quickly as

you can, and let's get out of

here.

TIME CUT:

All three dead Brittle Brothers lie over the back of the extra horse

the bounty hunters brought with them.

Both Bounty Hunters are back in their saddles ready to leave.

With all the eyes of the plantation on them, the white and black man

start to ride out, when Spencer "Big Daddy" Bennett, steps in their way

for one final threat.

BENNETT:

Ain't nobody gonna touch you and your Jimmie

while you on my property. But for lettin' a

n*gger kill a white man, and especially for

letting a n*gger kill a white man in a

audience of n*ggers, y'all ain't gonna make

it out of the county alive. Mark my words

Schultz, by tomorrow morning your n*ggers

gonna be stripped and clipped and hangin'

from my motherfuckin' gate.

Dr.SCHULTZ

I'm fully aware Bennett, that you and your

regulator playmates aren't shy about

killing for what you believe in. But mark

my words Big Daddy, if you make a move

towards Django or myself, you better be

prepared to die for it.

The two men ride off.

The Black and White Audience watch them go.

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