Silverado Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1985
- 133 min
- $33,200,000
- 594 Views
CLERK:
(looking at coin)
That one's twenty dollars.
Paden is frustrated. He leans to peer out the window again.
PADEN:
How much to borrow it?
CLERK:
These guns are for sale.
PADEN:
(indicates his coin)
What can I get for that?
The Clerk gives up on putting him off and comes around the
display case, disgruntled.
EXT. IN FRONT OF SALOON - DAY
The Cowboy mounts the bay.
INT. STORE - DAY
Paden holds a broken-down memory of a gun as though it were
a cow chip.
PADEN:
(resigned)
What's it take?
The Clerk holds up a box of shells.
CLERK:
This is extra.
Paden snatches it from his grasp and heads out of the store.
PADEN:
I'll be back.
EXT. STREET - DAY
Paden hurries out into the middle of the street. Several
passersby stop to look at him. A teenage girl lets out a
delighted shriek.
IN FRONT OF THE SALOON. The Cowboy has turned the bay into
the middle of the street and now looks to see what all the
fuss is about. When he makes out Paden standing alone, his
expression changes.
Paden is having trouble extracting a shell from the ammo
box. He glances up the street at the Cowboy and sees that he
has been spotted. He shakes one shell loose and drops the
box, trying to insert the bullet in the gun.
The Cowboy pulls his six-gun, leans forward, and spurs the
bay hard toward Paden. He raises his gun and fires at Paden.
There is general alarm in the street as the bystanders dive
for cover.
Paden gets the shell loaded as the Cowboy bears down on him,
firing. The bullets kick up the dust in front and back of
Paden, who now raises his pistol slowly. A bullet tears
through the floppy material at his crotch. The Cowboy is
almost upon him when Paden fires. The Cowboy is knocked off
the horse and hits the street dead.
OMIT:
EXT. STREET - DAY
A big, tough Cavalry SERGEANT has been summoned by a TROOPER
and now walks briskly toward --
A small crowd gathered around Paden, who is affectionately
stroking his reacquired horse. Two troopers flank him
suspiciously. The Sergeant glances at the body of the Cowboy,
then pushes through the crowd and confronts Paden.
TROOPER:
(indicating Paden)
This is the man, Sergeant. He claims
the animal was stolen.
SERGEANT:
How do I know this is your horse?
The bay nuzzles Paden.
PADEN:
Can't you see this horse loves me?
SERGEANT:
I had a gal do that to me, but that
didn't make her my wife.
PADEN:
I'll tell you what, on the underside
of this saddle I got my name
scratched. Take a look and you'll
see.
SERGEANT:
Oh, yeah, and what would your name
be?
SHERIFF COBB (O.S.)
Paden.
The Sergeant and Paden both look to see COBB come through
the crowd; he is an imposing man in a duster. Paden's reaction
is deep and mixed, a whole chapter in his life coming back
at him.
PADEN:
(quietly)
Hello, Cobb.
SHERIFF COBB:
Hello, Paden. How ya doing?
SERGEANT:
You know this man, Cobb?
SHERIFF COBB:
I surely do.
SERGEANT:
(to troopers)
Let's see that saddle.
One of the troopers uncinches the saddle and flops it upside-
down in the dust. "Paden" is scratched on the underside.
SERGEANT:
(satisfied)
All right, move along, folks. Get
these children out of here.
The crowd begins to break up. Paden and Cobb are left facing
one another. Cobb takes in Paden's longjohns.
SHERIFF COBB:
I see you're prospering without me.
PADEN:
It's been a while.
SHERIFF COBB:
Where's the dog?
Paden's look pierces Cobb, but he bends to pick up his saddle
and when he straightens, there is a smile on his face.
OMIT:
EXT. SIDEWALK - DAY
Cobb and Paden come out of the general store and start down
the sidewalk. Paden is a little unsteady in a pair of cheap
boots. A small pile of clothing is in his arms. On his head
is a bad-looking new hat. He catches his reflection in a
window and tries to give the hat a rakish tilt.
PADEN:
Appreciate the loan. I'm good for
it.
SHERIFF COBB:
Let's talk about that.
(a beat)
I'm looking for some men.
PADEN:
I've given that up.
SHERIFF COBB:
So have I. I've got a legitimate job
now. I can use a guy like you.
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