Silverado Page #5

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One of the Settlers is a lovely young woman. She glances at

the two men, then returns her attention to her wagon. Both

Emmett and Paden notice her. She is HANNAH.

EXT. MAIN STREET - TURLEY - DAY

A tall gallows is being constructed in the middle of an

intersection. Emmett and Paden look it over as they ride

past. Two workmen pause in their labors and look them over.

EXT. SALOON/HOTEL - TURLEY - DAY

This is the busy part of town. Amidst the street traffic and

pedestrians sits a wagon with three Settler men, who watch

Emmett and Paden's arrival with enormous interest. As the

two travelers hitch their horses in front of the saloon, the

oldest man, HOBART, approaches them with some agitation.

HOBART:

(yelling)

Baxter, Hawley, where the hell have

you been? You're late! And I'll tell

you, I don't like it. It's a bad

start, boys.

Emmett and Paden exchange looks.

HOBART:

I've got my people sitting down

there...

(indicates end of

street)

...swatting flies and raring to go.

EMMETT:

I'm afraid it is a bad start, friend,

'cause my name isn't Baxter, and he

ain't Hawley.

HOBART:

You're not Baxter?

EMMETT:

My name is Emmett.

HOBART:

(to Paden)

And you're not Baxter, either?

PADEN:

No, I'm not Hawley.

HOBART:

Well, god-dammit! God-dammit!

Hobart turns and looks across to the other Settler men. He

yells.

HOBART:

They ain't Baxter and Hawley! Where

the hell are Baxter and Hawley!

All this commotion has attracted some attention and amusement

from passersby.

BAXTER (O.S.)

Quit your yelling, old man. We're

right here.

Hobart looks around to find two tough-looking men on horse-

back behind him -- BAXTER and HAWLEY.

HOBART:

Who you calling an old man?

Baxter gets down from his horse and smiles, friendly for

him.

Emmett and Paden watch with interest.

BAXTER:

(offers his hand)

Calm down, Mr. Hobart. I'm Nord

Baxter. That there is my partner,

Tom Hawley.

Hobart takes his hand grudgingly. He's glad they showed up.

HOBART:

(gruff)

You're late. It's a bad start, boys.

BAXTER:

(grinning)

Yes, sir. We'll just have to get you

people to Silverado that much quicker.

Emmett and Paden have continued to watch. Now Hawley looks

over at them suspiciously.

HOBART:

All right. Let's get going.

BAXTER:

You remember my letter, don't you,

Mr. Hobart? Half now and half when

we get there.

HOBART:

(remembering, impatient)

I remember, I remember. C'mere.

Hobart, Baxter, and Hawley move to the wagon, where the two

other Settlers wait. The younger of the two, CONRAD, eyes

the guides suspiciously. Hobart speaks to the third man, a

huge, bearded fellow called EB. Eb sits upon a strongbox in

the bed of the wagon, an awesome blunderbuss in his arms.

HOBART:

Open the box, Eb.

Eb stands, unlatches the strongbox, and opens it, revealing

an impressive cache of coins and paper money. Hobart extracts

a pouch of coins and hands it to Baxter, who pockets it.

CONRAD:

Don't you want to count it?

BAXTER:

Not at all, friend. We trust you.

Now let's get this train on its way

to Silverado.

Emmett and Paden watch the other five men head in the

direction of the wagon train. Paden looks over at Emmett.

INT. SALOON/HOTEL - DAY

At the back of the big room is a registration desk for the

hotel and stairs to the rooms. Emmett and Paden are eating

near a table of three Tough Men. Emmett is questioning a

WAITRESS, and his questions are making her nervous.

EMMETT:

...He's about my size, energetic

young fella, wears two guns in a

fancy rig. He'd be a stranger here.

WAITRESS:

(moving away quickly)

I don't know him, I told you. I ain't

seen nobody.

Paden, munching on a biscuit, has noticed something out in

the street; he gets up and walks to the entrance.

EXT. SALOON/HOTEL - DAY

WHAT PADEN SEES. The wagon train is moving by. Paden's

attention is drawn to the seat of one of the wagons. Hannah,

the lovely settler woman, is there; sitting beside her in a

husbandly manner is Conrad. Paden is interested enough in

the pretty girl that he barely registers a new arrival at

the saloon's hitching post. The newcomer takes his saddle-

bags and a Henry .44 rifle from his horse and comes up into

the saloon.

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