The Bounty Con (revised)

By Collins

INT. ALBUQUERQUE SALOON – DAY

1868

A Shady man wearing a dark outfit consisting of a brown jacket, a black cowboy hat and a revolver. H rests at a table drinking a crystal glass of burbon on the rocks. Smoking a skinny cigar, the smoke floats up like a wavy thread getting wavier and wavier as it rises. He speaks with a southern accent.

The saloon is slow on business and the faint tinkering of the saloon piano hums in the background.

an elegantly dressed blonde female sits on a wobbly bar stool.

BARTENDER
what can I get for ya lady?

WOMAN
(distracted)
Oh, um, just a glass of fresh orange juice please

BARTENDER
Comin right up

The women gazes over at the man as if he is the reason she’s at the saloon.

MAN
(without looking at her)
Do I got sumthin’ on my face lady?

he lifts his head.

WOMAN
uh, no, nothing there.

MAN
Well then?

Woman looks away in embarrassment.

The man tends back to his business.

The woman stands up and takes three short strides to the mans small table.

The man looks at her in annoyance.

She yanks the chair out and sits with a dab of courage to her.

MAN
I was savin’ that seat for somebody.

WOMAN
well then I’m just warming up the chair for him.

The man sighs.

MAN
so what’s your purpose?

WOMAN
Is your name, Jack Bosko?

MAN
yah, its Bosko, why’s it your concern?

WOMAN
The bounty hunter?

He lifts up his drink ceremoniously.

WOMAN
I was told I could find you here.

BOSKO
well I dunno whos been tellin’, but I only stop
here but once a week to water my gut.

WOMAN
I was hoping-

BOSKO
You from the north? got a bunch a yankie friends I
bet? your sure as the devil not from Albuquerque.

WOMAN
well, I’m a New Yorker.

BOSKO
(smiling)
well, I’m an Albuquerquer. pleasure to meetchya.

WOMAN
(smiling politely back)
Likewise Jack-

BOSKO
Bosko

WOMAN
Well likewise Bosko, but I’m here to ask
something, if that’s fine with you.

The bartender sets down a full glass of orange juice.

BOSKO
try me shooter.

WOMAN
well, I’m a married gal, and that marriage isn’t
shining too bright.

BOSKO
whats dimmin’ the spark?

WOMAN
Well, he cant stand me he, ignores me, and the
beatings are getting to be a daily routine now, and
I wont stand for it any longer.

BOSKO
(examining her)
I can’t see any marks. well, whats the fella go
by?

WOMAN
His name is Andy Stanton.

Bosko freezes

BOSKO
Andy Stanton, as in Andy “the dandy” Stanton,
as in Stanton oil?

WOMAN
yeah that’s Andrew.

BOSKO
I heard he was in town. So you want me to shoot
some sense into him?

WOMAN
I can pay, I can pay lots.

Bosko ponders on this.

BOSKO
Do those pretty little eyes of yours see assassin
sittin here, because those pretty little eyes are
wrong, damn wrong.

WOMAN
I’ll pay 10’000

Bosko looks up for a second then back down.

BOSKO
Sorry doll, that’s not my business.

WOMAN
15’000, 20’000!

BOSKO
You don’t understand.

WOMAN
What! what am I not understanding?! I am offering a
fortune to a greedy killer and he is turning it
down!

beat

BOSKO
your right on the ball dolly, I do kill people for
cash, but Andy Stanton… is a customer of mine.

WOMAN
What?! we’ve never even set foot in Albuquerque!

beat

WOMAN
wait a sec there Jack, who’s he paying you to
kill?!

Bosko exerts a deep sigh.

BOSKO
She’s pretty, blonde and came from New York

The shocked woman is speechless

WOMAN
What did he pay, I’ll double it, triple it,
anything you want here now!

She lifts a slams a bag on the table rattling the glasses of orange juice and bourbon. She opens the currency filled bag.

WOMAN
This bag contains money your rocky skull can’t
even fathom.

Bosko Analyzes this with intent.

BOSKO
Ill send him straight to hell for everythin in
that bag.

WOMAN
that’s a deal!

BOSKO
Ill paint the New Mexico sands with blood
that’s for sure

WOMAN
Oh thank you! I can’t tell you how-

Two loud bangs resonate from the tip of Bosko’s revolver.

The woman falls from her chair not completely dead yet.

Bosko stands up and looks bottomward at her struggling body.

BOSKO
ya, know, I’ve never even met Andy Stanton
hehehehe, you made me a rich man dolly.
(sarcastically) boy its too bad I’m a greedy
killer, shootin' you just wouldn’t’ve crossed my
rocky skull.

He sighs and leaves the empty saloon with the bag.

He takes three steps out side the building, out of nowhere 2 bullets make their way into Bosko’s torso.

BOSKO
GAAAHAHAH!

A fancily dressed rich woman with a black eye approaches Bosko with a minuscule pistol.

OTHER WOMAN
I knew Andrew came out here to be rid of me!
And you Bosko. The INFAMOUS Jack Bosko who resides
in Albuquerque New Mexico. You just killed my
assistant!

BOSKO
you paranoid bitch!

She plugs him straight through the head staining the sand below with a crimson paint.








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