a while back i posted a script for a western, well i threw that in the bin, but as i was looking through all of my floppy disks i found it again and read. As i was reading it i thought maybe i should finish, i mean i thought it was alright not great but could be fixed. it’s well over 90 pages but far from an ending. i just wanted to know if i should finish this or whether it’s worth my time to finish it. you can evan rate it if you want but’s it’s still the draft/(the first half was slightly revised) from a while back.
here it is, you will remeber some part but i will post as much as i can on here:
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
A man hides behind the corner of a Mexican style house, all beaten up, a bullet in his leg and clutching a colt single action army revolver. He is EDWARD LEE LAWRENCE.
The man his hiding from is a poorly dressed slave pointing a revolver towards EdwardÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s position. He fires two rounds.
Edward counts the bullets on his fingers, with six cocking the hammer of his revolver.
He stumbles out from behind the corner, almost falling over and points the gun at the petrified slave.
No, I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t
Edward points his revolver at the slaveÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s left leg, cocks the hammer and fires, knocking him to the sandy ground.
The slave screams in pain, while Edward limps toward him, grinning with his blood covered teeth.
ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s time to go home
I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t go back
You have to go back, you donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t belong here
The slave calms down and lays on his back, breathing heavily and contemplating what Edward has said.
Edward now right in front of the slave puts away his gun and begins to tie him up.
Suddenly the slave picks up his revolver off the ground, reaches for one single bullet from his pocket, loads it in the chamber, cocks the hammer and points it to his head.
Edward whips out his gun and shoots the gun away before the slave could pull the trigger.
You ainÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t worth nothing dead
and you canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t work with a bullet
in your brain
Edward laughs in a merciless way and ties the slave up.
He pulls him up and they walk off down the road, limping and stumbling.
EXT. SLAVE CAMP NEW MEXICO 1860 - NIGHT
A confederate flag waves in the night sky, illuminated by the near by camp fires.
Two slaves chained by there ankles walk together in perfect sync.
They are Sebastian and Thomas.
Sebastian doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t listen and seems to be in a world of his own.
This place is hell and you smile
Maybe I like it here
You know, I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t understand
anything about you, nothing,
You must be mad
Or maybe itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s you who is mad
You got to be mad to smile
The pair are met by a slave driver unlocking the slaves. He is slave driver #1.
Thomas stares at the man for a moment and then the slave driver unlocks there chains.
There is a large table off to the side. On the table are wooden spoons, clay bowels, two huge pots and a bundle of bread. Behind the table is the cook and at the end of it is slave driver #2.
Thomas and Sebastian walk over to the table, take a clay bowel, wooden spoon and collect there bread and soup.
Hey!, My favorite worker, here you get double
The cook gives him more soup.
You know why I give you double?
Sebastian shrugs his shoulders.
Because your different, your not like
these ungrateful dogs, look at them so sad,
bastards!, They should be happy, They get
three meals a day, something to do and a roof
over there heads, They should be more like you, Eh!
Sebastian nods his head and walks on.
There is a bunch of slaves sitting around a fire eating there soup and bread.
Thomas walks toward them while Sebastian turns to slave driver #2.
podrÃƒÂa sentar allÃƒÂ¡ a senor
SLAVE DRIVER #2
Sure thing Mexican
Sebastian walks to a patch of desert and sits down by himself.
He lays back on the ground, looking up at the full moon, tips out his bowl of soup and takes a bite out of his bread.
He start tapping at the bowl with his spoon.
Transition: The moon becomes the sun and the sound becomes louder.
EXT. SLAVE QUARRY - MIDDAY - THE NEXT DAY
The sun shines over 108 slave working on a quarry. They are chained in pair and wielding mattock picks.
Thomas is wearing a scruffy black hat.
As they pound at the rocky quarry wall Thomas stops, takes off his hat, throws it near Sebastian and lays down on the ground.
You know my name really ainÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t Thomas
Sebastian continues to hit the quarry wall, glancing at the hat every few seconds.
ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s time to go, Mexico, do you wanna come?
Sebastian doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t answer.
WeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re getting out today,
heading west and then south,
till we hit the border
Thomas stares up at the sky.
Edward walks past them, using a tree branch as a walking stick while dragging the slave behind him.
He signals a near by slave driver over to the two slaves.
As the slave driver walks slowly toward Thomas, he stands up and puts on his hat.
The slave driver, about three metre away from him now, picks up a rock from the ground.
Thomas stands there kind of smiling until the man is right next to him.
The slave driver swings with the rock, hitting Thomas in the head and knocking him to the quarry floor.
As Thomas falls to the ground he quickly grabs the manÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s nine shot Lemat revolver.
Sebastian now focussing all his concentration on the quarry walls continues to work, ignoring whatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s happening behind him.
Thomas cocks the gun and points it at the Petrified slave driver.
He gets up and puts the gun in the mans mouth and pulls to trigger. The man falls to the ground, squirms a bit then dies.
Thomas wipes the blood from his wounds and begins to walk, dragging Sebastian behind him.
Sebastian turns around and shakes his head.
You donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t wanna stay here,
itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s time to go
Sebastian looks down.
Thomas points the gun at the chain and starts shooting it, blowing it to pieces.
Suddenly another slave driver comes running toward the two with a rifle and shoots Thomas in the throat, He shoots back killing him instantly.
As Thomas slowly descends to the ground below he give the revolver to Sebastian.
My name ainÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t Thomas!
Sebastian looks down at the now dead Thomas emotionless, picks up the hat and walks away.
EXT. SLAVE QUARRY UTAH 1860 - MIDDAY
Edward, now about 400 metre from the two slaves, meets an elderly man in front of a single room cabin. The old man is JOE.
As Edward walks toward Joe, the slave begins to struggle.
Edward tries to say something but stops.
Edward hands over the slave.
You donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t look to good