Django Unchained Page #6

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INT - SALOON - DAY

Dr.Schultz sits behind the piano playing a catchy little saloon number.

He seems skilled enough to be a professional western saloon piano

player. A terrified Django, who's sure his new master is a lunatic

who's going to get them both killed, peeks out the closed curtains

on the window.

Dr.Schultz's suit coat sits draped over a chair. All of his weapons,

including his metal sliding rail Derringer contraption, lie on a table.

He plays piano in his button down dress shirt and gray suit vest.

Dr.SCHULTZ

What are they doing?

DJANGO:

I think they wonderin' why you playin'

the piana'.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Good.

(PAUSE)

But what are they doing?

DJANGO:

A buncha white folks brought a buckboard

around out front, now they hidin' behind it

with guns. And a buncha other white folks

are up on the roof, with rifles pointed

down here.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Damn, they got that organized fast. Is the

marshall out there?

DJANGO:

If the one I think is the.marshall is the

marshall, he's out there.

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Dr.SCHULTZ

What makes you think he's the marshall?

DJANGO:

Cause he's the one ready to say somethin'.

MARSHALL'S VOICE

You in the saloon!

Dr.Schultz stops playing the piano.

MARSHALL'S VOICE

We got eleven Winchesters on every way

outta that buildin'! You got once chance

git outta this alive! You and your n*gger

come out right now with your hands over

your head, and I mean, right now!

Dr.SCHULTZ

First things first! Is this the marshall

I have the pleasure of addressing?

MARSHALL TATUM:

Yes it is, this is U.S. Marshall Gill Tatum.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Wunderbar! So marshall, I have relieved

myself of all weapons, and just as you

have instructed, I'm ready to step outside

with my hands raised above my head.

I trust as a representative of the

criminal justice system of The United

States of America, I shant be shot down

in the street, by either you or your deputies,

before I've had my day in court.

MARSHALL TATUM:

You mean like you did our sheriff? Shot

'em down like a dog in the street!

Dr.SCHULTZ

Yes, that's exactly what I mean! Do I

have your word as a lawman not to shoot

me down like a dog in the street?

MARSHALL TATUM:

Well, as much as we'd all enjoy seein'

somethin' like that, ain't nobody gonna

cheat the hangman in my town!

Dr.SCHULTZ

Fair enough marshall, here we.come.!

Dr.SCHULTZ

(TO DJANGO)

They're a little tense out there. So don't

make any quick movements, and let me do

the talking.

Django looks at him like, "as if..."

EXT - SALOON/MAIN STREET - DAY

A lot of guns are trained on the front door of the saloon.

Outside of range, the WHOLE TOWN watches the stand off.

The saloon doors open, and Dr.Schultz and Django, hands raised, step

outside.

MARSHALL TATUM:

You unarmed?

Dr.SCHULTZ

Yes indeed we are. Marshall Tatum, may I

address you, your deputies, and apparently

the entire town of Daughtrey, as to the

incident that just occurred?

MARSHALL TATUM:

Go on!

Dr.SCHULTZ

My name is Dr.King Schultz. And like

yourself, marshall, I am a servant of the

court. The man lying dead in the dirt,

who the good people of Daughtrey saw fit

to elect as their sheriff, who went by

the name of Bill Sharp, is actually a

wanted outlaw by the name of Willard Peck,

with a price on his head of two hundred

dollars. That's two hundred dollars, dead

or alive.

MARSHALL TATUM:

The hell you say!

Dr.SCHULTZ

I'.m aware this is probably disconcerting

news. But I'm willing to wager this man

was elected sheriff sometime in the last

two years. I know this because. three years

ago he was rustling cattle from,

The B.C. Corrigan Cattle Company of

Lubbock Texas.

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Dr.SCHULTZ (CONT'D)

In my possession. is a warrant made out by

circuit court Judge Henry Allen Laudermilk

of Austin Texas. You are encouraged to wire him.

He will back up who I am, and who your

dear departed sheriff was.

The Menfolk of the town with rifles, begin trading looks. Then

Dr.Schultz delivers the coup de grace.

Dr.SCHULTZ

In other words marshall, you owe me

two hundred dollars.

CUT TO:

EXT - TENNESSEE COUNTRY ROAD - DAY

Django and Dr.Schultz, who by now have ridden quite a few miles

together, ride their horses in the Tennessee countryside, on the way to

Gatlinburg. Dr.Schultz is dressed in one of his nearly identical grey

business suits, and Django is still dressed in his slave pants,

Schultz's button down dress shirt, and Ace Speck's winter coat.

Somewhere along the way a pair of shoes have appeared on'his feet.

Dr.SCHULTZ

One needs a plan, son. These are brutal

times. A man who survives, is a man with

a plan. A man who thrives, is a man with

a good plan. So, having said that, what's

your plan, young Django?

DJANGO:

What'cha mean?

Dr.SCHULTZ

Well, after this Brittle business is behind

us, you'll be a free man, with a horse, and

seventy five dollars in your back pocket.

What's your plan after that?

DJANGO:

Find my wife, and buy her freedom.

Dr.SCHULTZ

Django, I had no idea you were a married man.

Do most slaves take the institution of

matrimony seriously?

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