Even Cowgirls Get The Blues Page #20

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DR. DREYFUS

And so you are demanding at last the

privileges of thumb that nature has

perversely denied you?

SISSY:

I just want to be normal, give me

that old-fashioned normality. It was

good enough for Crazy Horse and it's

good enough for me.

DR. DREYFUS

Ah, yes. Very well, my dear. Here is

what we can do.

VIEWS OF Sissy admitted to a hospital Blood analyzed in a

laboratory.

Powerful lamps turn on in an operating room.

IV tubes are inserted in veins.

Sissy is wheeled into surgery.

An anesthesiologist sticks a needle into a curved and creamy

ass.

An anesthesiologist sticks needles into a long, graceful

neck.

A nurse scrubs an arm.

A body and table are draped with sheets to create a sterile

field.

A tourniquet is placed on a slender right arm.

An elastic rubber bandage is applied so tightly it squeezes

most of the blood out of an arm.

A tourniquet is inflated.

A surgeon outlines in iodine an incision around the base of

a thumb.

Pale smooth skin is incised along a premarked line and

dissected down to the bone.

Woman flesh is sewn shut with four-ought nylon suture.

A tourniquet is deflated, a bloody arm bathed.

A young woman is rolled into a recovery room.

A nurse and two surgeons, their attention directed by an

intensifying pinkish glow, turn to stare into a metal pan,

where a huge human thumb, disarticulated from the hand it

has been severed from, is now flopping about like a trout,

or rather, arching and thrusting itself in a calculated and

endlessly repeated gesture, the gesture of the hitchhike.

EXT. SKY DAY

Two representatives of the Fish and Wildlife Service are

flying over Siwash Lake in a U.S. Forestry Service Helicopter.

THEY CAN SEE the whooping cranes by the side of the lake.

And as they are recording this, shots from a band of young

women on horseback drive them away.

EXT. RUBBER ROSE RANCH DAY

the same two agents are driving in a truck approaching the

Rubber Rose Ranch. Two bullet ricochets spin off the hood

and roof of their truck and they stop to see a lone teenaged

cowgirl with a rifle.

EXT. RUBBER ROSE GATES DAY

An entourage of Forest Service Rangers, a county sheriff,

four deputy shriffs, a state game warden and Mottburg's town

marshall and several of his deputies, the editor of the

Mottburg Gazette and a couple of bird watchers or two are

met by...

AT LEAST FIFTEEN ARMED FEMALES at the gate of the Ranch.

Through a bullhorn, Jelly speaks out at the entourage of law

enforcement officers.

JELLY:

Yep, the whooping cranes are here

all right. They're in fine shape,

and as you musta saw from your f***ing

whirly machine, unrestrained, free

to go as they please. But this is

private property and you aren't laying

a foot on it. None of you.

SHERIFF:

We'll be back with a court order and

a fistful of search warrants.

JELLY:

Just come back with a couple of people

who know what they're doing and we'll

let'em in for a nice close look at

the birds.

DELORES:

And make sure at least one of them

is female, and you better do as we

say or there may be trouble.

AND OVER THE AIRWAVES an announcement is broadcast.

INT. WHITE HOUSE DAY

THE ASSISTANT INTERIOR UNDERSECRETARY IS SPEAKING INTO A

MICROPHONE FOR THE NEWS, and reading from a paper in his

hand.

UNDERSECRETARY:

It will be my extreme pleasure to

report to the President...

INT. SCHOOL AURITORIUM

Students listening...

UNDERSECRETARY:

...who has been gravely concerned

about the fate of our whooping

cranes....

EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE DAY

Two construction workers high atop the city listening to a

small transistor radio and eating lunch.

UNDERSECRETARY:

...and to the Interior Secretary and

to the American people that the entire

flock of cranes is, indeed, at...

EXT. MALL DAY

A crowd of people listening to a broadcast in front of a

bandstand set up in front of the mall.

UNDERSECRETARY VOICE

...Siwash Lake and in apparently

healthy condition.

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