Snowblind

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In the year 1968, an ice

age gripped the earth.

World economy stalled and governments fell,

leaving entire civilisations in ruin.

In the ensuing years of merciless cold,

millions perished.

But humanity prevailed.

Humankind evolved, people's bodies adapted.

Their minds did not.

Man remained a savage animal.

Chapter 1:

There Will Be Blood.

Gimme some water, Jack!

What for?

In less than an hour,

they'll burn you to ashes.

And believe me, nothing's gonna stop

your mouth from becoming dry.

You're getting excited, Jack!

- Not hardly.

I've seen ordinary scum like you every day.

So that's why you're

personally watching me?

What did you want - water?

- Yeah.

They're ready.

Back off! Way off!

Careful, boy!

Move it! Move!

Men! Today I give you the

pleasure, of turning this,

scumbag of an outlaw

into a hunk of meat.

Once upon a time a great gunfighter,

who was brought to his knees by a slut,

a common whore!

Any last words of wisdom you would like

to share with us?

Yeah. If you have the opportunity to shoot somebody

- shoot, and don't speak.

Men!

Ready your arms!

Aim!

Fir...

- Don't fire!

Guns down!

- What?!?

Guns down!

Mister Young is with us now.

- Are you crazy?

I will report you to the Governor!

- Feel free to join us upstairs.

The Governor is here?

Come in Mister Young.

Who invited you to the party?

I'm just here to give you a little going

away present.

Looks more like a "welcome back" present.

Who do I have to kill?

Matthew Saberneck.

- Is he really too much for all your little boys?

My organisation doesn't

rely on more Manpower.

My biggest weapon is information.

By combining logic with seamless data,

the outcome of all things can be predicted.

The fact that you are standing here in front of me

right now, is proof of my methods.

Uh-huh.

Seems to me that Saberneck's death is worth a little

bit more than just my life.

I must confess, from what I've seen so far,

I'm not convinced of your legendary status.

I'm sorry to put you to

the test Mister Young.

But a legend is not valid fact.

It is made up of myth, word of mouth

and exaggerations.

That's why I came here -

I need valid facts to run my organisation.

Regarding your concerns about mister

Saberneck's life...

maybe a little silver could

make up the difference?

you get the job done.

I thought he worked for you.

- He did.

Didn't work out, huh?

I think Jack needs some water.

His ranch is behind a

small town called China.

Just drive out to Liberty

and continue south-west.

You'll find it right there

behind some hot springs.

And Mister Young...

I believe you'll be requiring this.

And don't forget Mister Young:

I have my people everywhere.

I'll be in your office

in Liberty in three days.

Have my money ready.

You didn't say anything about HER?

Clayton Young isn't one

of your men, Marshal.

He would never kill a woman.

Chapter 2:

Lady In The Water

Does Matthew Saberneck live around here?

Who wants to know?

- The name's Clayton Young.

I'm an old friend.

- Just down the road.

You Matthew Saberneck?

- Come forth!

That's enough!

Put your hands up, Mister Young!

Now get off the bike.

Take off your gun!

I don't take off my gun for anyone.

- Take it off, or I'll take you off at the neck!

Other hand!

Lay that thing down.

Now come on over here so I can watch you!

You're pretty careful!

- Yup.

How do you know who I am?

- What are you doing 'round these parts?

Just passin' through.

Can I put my hands down now?

Nice place.

- Now what do you want?

Truth be told... I'm

leaving these parts for good.

And I just wanted to see the last

great gunfighter in person before I go.

You mean, I'm gonna be number one again?

Alright....

C'mon, let's go wet our tonsils!

You know, I'd kill any other man

who took my guns from me.

- I know.

Chapter 3:

Lion's Den

Yeah well you know, one of my biggest mistakes was

to let Charles Renardo draw first on me.

Hell, I don't even remember

what we were arguing about...

Say...

When'd you find your interest in farming?

Farming? ME?!?

Farming? ME?!?

Well actually I'm not THAT interested in farming...

Hi! Just been thinking about you!

This is Naina, my wife.

This is Clayton Young, Clayton will be staying

for dinner.

An old friend of yours.

An old friend of yours.

No, actually we just met.

I see.

Pleased to meet you.

You know, sorta on accounta her...

I pretty much changed my whole way of life.

She's still not happy.

Keeps talking 'bout her family back east.

What about you?

- I figured I'd head down to the southern sands.

Oh, joinin' the search for paradise!

Well good luck.

- Matt?

If the gentleman's staying for dinner,

you want to kill a rabbit?

Yeah, sure.

Wanna wash up?

Wanna wash up?

- Yeah.

Quiet out here.

Quiet out here.

- Yeah well I've had enough excitement

for one lifetime.

Just one fight left ahead of me.

Just one fight left ahead of me.

- With whom?

The Governor seems to

think I stole from him.

That's the first time I hear you being

called a thief.

So what's this really about?

Are you coming to bed, Matthew?

- Get in the house, woman!

Ain't you got no shame?

She's used to being alone out here

with me all the time...

Listen I'm sorry, all I got

to offer you is the barn.

The barn's better than what I've had

the last couple days...

The barn's better than what I've had

the last couple days...

- Good enough.

Yeah it's been a real nice evening,

I enjoyed your company.

You have a good night.

- Good night.

Night, see you in the morning.

Who's Mister Young?

He's a gunfighter.

Probably the best around.

Probably the best around.

- Even better than you?

He's come to kill me Naina.

Sent by the Governor.

Sent by the Governor.

- Then why are you letting him stay?

Because... If he's ready, it don't make

no sense to hide.

Tomorrow I'm gonna take him to the woods

to find out.

Morning! Sleep well?

Like a log.

Sorry, seems I'm getting a little jumpy

in my old age.

You're still pretty fast.

I never was that good with a hand gun...

I never was that good with a hand gun...

Come on, I set us up some breakfast.

I'll clean up and be right there.

Chapter 4:

Hunted Hunter

You're pretty calm,

knowing the Governor is coming after you.

I never did learn how to run.

Besides, this is my land...

I ain't gonna budge for him!

What about her? Ain't he gonna kill her too?

No. It's her he's after.

But I'm not gonna make it easy for him.

I used to work for that sunovabitch.

'Bout five years ago, I

had to kill a whole family.

Right down to their cats, and their dogs,

and their chickens.

Guess it's my turn now.

You sure do take care of that cannon.

You sure do take care of that cannon.

- Oh yeah. Heh.

It's been a good ol' gun for me...

Damn thing'll take your arm off at a mile.

I can see now why you feel more

like the hunter than the hunted.

Yeah.

Well. Let's go bag us some dinner!

I think I smell a rabbit!

You go down that way, send it up to me...

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