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Suddenly Horses neighing and running away is heard. GRANT. Limps over to sneak a peak out the SWINGING DOORS)
GRANT
SHIT! Lightning struck stable door. Horses are out! Silas I
need you run out there and round them up. (SILAS ignores GRANT)
GRANT SILAS! Did you hear me?
SILAS
YES I heard you say you want me to run out in that down
pouring about a
Running
storm to round up cattle who I'm sure are already mile down the road.
(GRANT cocks him GUN aiming it at SILAS)
SILAS
out in the down pouring storm to round up cattle.
(SILAS grabs his JACKET then run out through the DOORS. Under his break he speaks...)
GUS LEVI GUS
Cows... Massa Roy cows would always pour loose through the fence when ever lightning flash through the clouds. Don’t know how they pry it open - was like they all had hands with fingers pulling on the wood to break loose to get free. Some d - toured into fields or down back roads but they always seem to come back home. Except for one. Ole Buck Blue. He was big, wide - musta stood about six feet two inches high weighing at least a full ton. Soon as that sky would light up white - Old Buck Blue would high tell it through that gate at full speed. Overseers would go out to bring him in - but Old Buck Blue what’n have’n it.
SILAS is some bullshit.
...this
Cowboy.
What you say Gussy?
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