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7 CAMERA FOLLOWS DEAKINS as he sneaks through woods. He comes to a gully andstarts to climb down when he sees a sapling fallen across it. Turns toward CAMERA andcrosses gully on the sapling.8 DEAKINS on other side of gully as he steps stealthily to a dense thicket that skirts thegully. He hears the peculiar whistle of a bird and turns, trying to spot where it is. The birdwhistles again, somewhere just inside the thicket. Deakins relaxes.DEAKINS’ VOICE:I knew there wasn’t a man around or that bird wouldn’thave been there.Swings his rifle across his shoulder and turns back to cross the gully. As he reaches themiddle the sapling cracks underfoot and he pitches forward.9 LOW CAMERA IN GULLY as Deakins pitches to the ground on his face. There is therattle of a snake and his eyes widen as he sees a big timber rattler coiled against the root of a rotted stump in the gully. As it raises its head to strike at his outstretched hands a huntingknife whips into scene and pins the neck of the snake to the root of the stump. The snakethreshes wildly. Deakins looks up bewilderedly at the bank of the gully he has just left.10 BOONE CAUDILL on bank of gully, looking down at Deakins with unfriendly eyes. Inhis left hand is a long-barreled rifle and a string of fox squirrels. He climbs down a step ortwo and jumps the rest of the way into the gully, ignoring Deakins as he strides to the stump.Boone’s back is to Deakins as he takes his knife and slings the dead snake from it. Deakins,who has hurt his ankle and is having trouble getting up, finally blurts out.DEAKINS:I sure am much obliged.Boone wipes the knife on his pants leg and slips it back in his belt as Deakins limps towardshim bewilderedly.DEAKINS:
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Was that you whistled like a bird?Boone turns and, with an incredibly swift movement, hits him. Deakins goes flat on his back.Boone relaxedly watches as he gets up, more bewildered than mad.DEAKINS:
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You had no call to do that.BOONE:I don’t like to be followed.DEAKINS:I don’t like to be hit—specially when I ain’t looking forit.Quick as a flash Boone hits him again. This time Deakins is slower getting up, his ankle ishurting, but his blood is up and he limps angrily towards Boone.BOONE:Wait a minute. Sprained your ankle, didn’t you?
(stepsback carelessly)
I don’t fight anybody with a sprainedankle.DEAKINS:You’re sure enough going to fight me.
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