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ldhensonTitle: Magnificent 7-11
Part: 3/?
Author: ldhenson
Summary: In which Ezra and JD demonstrate their shooting skill.
Warnings: None really. A little language, perhaps. PG. Gen.
Disclaimer: None of the characters herein are mine.
Feedback: Love it.
ACT II
(continued)
INT.--7-11
Chris, Vin, Nathan, and Buck saunter in. They head for the Slurpee
machine, but before they can reach it, they hear SHOUTING. Curious,
they follow it over to the...
INT.--7-11, TOY AISLE
A magnetic dartboard match is in progress. A dapper and confident
young man, EZRA STANDISH, readies his shot.
EZRA
Double or nothing.
His first magnetic dart hits DEAD CENTER. Amazingly, his remaining
shots clump up around it. For good measure he tosses the other set,
too, bulls-eyes every one.
MAN
He put all six in the same spot!
Ezra
My, my...how astonishing. I've never done that before.
He scoops up the wad of bills and turns to go. Glancing up, he spots
the man and his friends in a convex security mirror overhead;
they're PISSED OFF.
He SNAPS a cleverly-hidden MINIATURE WATER PISTOL from his sleeve
and whirls to face them.
There is a heartbeat of stunned silence. Then--
The man and his friends DOUBLE OVER, slapping their knees amid howls
of "Look out! He's got an eyedropper!" and "What's he gonna do, seal
some envelopes?" They're laughing so hard they can barely stand up
straight.
EZRA
Works every time.
He backs towards the doors, but Chris' voice stops him.
CHRIS
First throw was real. But it had a super-strong magnet--the rest
went straight to it.
EZRA
Well, sir...Chance leads to gambling, gambling leads to abhorrence,
and abhorrence...leads to suffering.
CHRIS
We're looking for guns to protect a mom-n'-pop shop. You
interested?
EZRA
What's in it for me?
CHRIS
Temptation, disappointment, trial by fire, redemption. Pretty
good package, actually.
EZRA
I'll sleep on it.
Ezra reaches the doors, slips though, and RUNS LIKE HELL. The man
and his friends gradually stop guffawing, wipe their eyes, exchange
looks and charge after him.
NATHAN
Why would we want to use a cheater?
CHRIS
(shrugging)
It's in the script.
EXT.--7-11 ENTRANCE, FOLLOWING MORNING
Chris, Vin, Buck, and Ezra gather in the parking lot as Nathan,
against his better judgement, pulls up in his well-kept Ford pickup.
A pity him for that, out of the bunch of them, he's the only one
with a decent car.
JD runs out to join them.
JD
I hear you fellas are headed for a fight. My name is JD Dunne, and I
CAN ride.
He hops up onto the bed of the pickup and sits quietly for a few
moments.
JD
(continued)
And I CAN shoot.
He fires his water pistol at the sky, whereupon the spurt of water,
obeying the laws of gravity, eventually comes back down and
SPLATTERS everyone and their morning coffees.
Beneath their unamused glares, JD sheepishly gets off the pickup
and wisely slinks away.
CHRIS
(to Ezra)
You made it.
EZRA
I couldn't stay away, not once I saw I'd be riding with a genuine
celebrity.
(he pulls out an awkwardly-photocopied sheet)
"The Walgreens ran wet with water yesterday as notorious gunslinger
[insert name here] turned our quiet shopping plaza into a shooting
gallery."
Chris, furious, spots Mary standing at the corner with an armful of
"newspapers." He heads over.
MARY
I see you've read it.
CHRIS
You don't know me.
MARY
That's why I put "[insert name here]." Look, I'm just trying to
scare the bad element away from this town.
CHRIS
What?
MARY
You know...like plutonium? That's a pretty bad element.
CHRIS
(backing away slowly)
Uh, that's real nice, lady. Uh, excuse me--
He SCRAMBLES for the pickup and jumps in the back as Nathan pulls
out.
NATHAN
Don't mind her, Chris. She's taking some journalism classes at the
community college and this is one of her assignments.
BUCK
What did she say?
CHRIS
She's trying to scare off the bad element.
VIN
Y'mean like...strontium?
CHRIS
Don't you start.
Part: 3/?
Author: ldhenson
Summary: In which Ezra and JD demonstrate their shooting skill.
Warnings: None really. A little language, perhaps. PG. Gen.
Disclaimer: None of the characters herein are mine.
Feedback: Love it.
(continued)
INT.--7-11
Chris, Vin, Nathan, and Buck saunter in. They head for the Slurpee
machine, but before they can reach it, they hear SHOUTING. Curious,
they follow it over to the...
INT.--7-11, TOY AISLE
A magnetic dartboard match is in progress. A dapper and confident
young man, EZRA STANDISH, readies his shot.
Double or nothing.
His first magnetic dart hits DEAD CENTER. Amazingly, his remaining
shots clump up around it. For good measure he tosses the other set,
too, bulls-eyes every one.
He put all six in the same spot!
Ezra
My, my...how astonishing. I've never done that before.
He scoops up the wad of bills and turns to go. Glancing up, he spots
the man and his friends in a convex security mirror overhead;
they're PISSED OFF.
He SNAPS a cleverly-hidden MINIATURE WATER PISTOL from his sleeve
and whirls to face them.
There is a heartbeat of stunned silence. Then--
The man and his friends DOUBLE OVER, slapping their knees amid howls
of "Look out! He's got an eyedropper!" and "What's he gonna do, seal
some envelopes?" They're laughing so hard they can barely stand up
straight.
Works every time.
He backs towards the doors, but Chris' voice stops him.
First throw was real. But it had a super-strong magnet--the rest
went straight to it.
EZRA
Well, sir...Chance leads to gambling, gambling leads to abhorrence,
and abhorrence...leads to suffering.
CHRIS
We're looking for guns to protect a mom-n'-pop shop. You
interested?
EZRA
What's in it for me?
CHRIS
Temptation, disappointment, trial by fire, redemption. Pretty
good package, actually.
EZRA
I'll sleep on it.
Ezra reaches the doors, slips though, and RUNS LIKE HELL. The man
and his friends gradually stop guffawing, wipe their eyes, exchange
looks and charge after him.
Why would we want to use a cheater?
CHRIS
(shrugging)
It's in the script.
EXT.--7-11 ENTRANCE, FOLLOWING MORNING
Chris, Vin, Buck, and Ezra gather in the parking lot as Nathan,
against his better judgement, pulls up in his well-kept Ford pickup.
A pity him for that, out of the bunch of them, he's the only one
with a decent car.
JD runs out to join them.
I hear you fellas are headed for a fight. My name is JD Dunne, and I
CAN ride.
He hops up onto the bed of the pickup and sits quietly for a few
moments.
(continued)
And I CAN shoot.
He fires his water pistol at the sky, whereupon the spurt of water,
obeying the laws of gravity, eventually comes back down and
SPLATTERS everyone and their morning coffees.
Beneath their unamused glares, JD sheepishly gets off the pickup
and wisely slinks away.
(to Ezra)
You made it.
EZRA
I couldn't stay away, not once I saw I'd be riding with a genuine
celebrity.
(he pulls out an awkwardly-photocopied sheet)
"The Walgreens ran wet with water yesterday as notorious gunslinger
[insert name here] turned our quiet shopping plaza into a shooting
gallery."
Chris, furious, spots Mary standing at the corner with an armful of
"newspapers." He heads over.
I see you've read it.
CHRIS
You don't know me.
MARY
That's why I put "[insert name here]." Look, I'm just trying to
scare the bad element away from this town.
CHRIS
What?
MARY
You know...like plutonium? That's a pretty bad element.
CHRIS
(backing away slowly)
Uh, that's real nice, lady. Uh, excuse me--
He SCRAMBLES for the pickup and jumps in the back as Nathan pulls
out.
Don't mind her, Chris. She's taking some journalism classes at the
community college and this is one of her assignments.
BUCK
What did she say?
CHRIS
She's trying to scare off the bad element.
VIN
Y'mean like...strontium?
CHRIS
Don't you start.
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Hee!
Date: 2006-04-25 07:00 pm (UTC)Susan
Re: Hee!
Date: 2006-04-28 06:28 pm (UTC)Laughter is good medicine
Date: 2006-04-26 01:39 am (UTC)please continue.
thanks again for the uplifting humor.
take care.
hugs
Angela
Re: Laughter is good medicine
Date: 2006-04-28 06:28 pm (UTC)