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THE LONG HOME
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Estimated duration
629s
Location
HONKYTONK
Time of day
NIGHT
Characters
WINER, BUTTCUT, FAT SALESMAN, AMBER, BARKEEP, JIMINEZ
Winer and Buttcut enter. The place is moderately crowded, with a BARKEEP and a Jiminez the bouncer seated at the bar. Amber Rose, in a demure white dress, sits at a table near the back with a FAT MAN drinking whiskey from a bottle. When she sees Winer her eyes momentarily widen before she lowers them. -- 90 of 109 -- -- 91 of 109 -- -- 92 of 109 -- -- 93 of 109 --
WINER
Let’s get out of here.
BUTTCUT
Hell, no. Ain’t this a public place? There’s Rose. Who’s that goddamn salesman or whatever with her?
WINER
I don’t know.
BUTTCUT
(looking at him) Say, you look kindly down in the mouth, son. How about a little drink?
WINER
Why not? I guess I might as well. Buttcut orders a beer at the bar for himself and Winer. They both sit and study the fat man with Amber across the length of the room.
BUTTCUT
You gotta go over there and talk to Rose. (indicating the bouncer) Don’t worry about the guard dog. I got him covered. 89.
WINER
It’s my fight, Buttcut, not yours.
BUTTCUT
I aim to try him sooner or later anyway. You might as well get a little something out of it. Winer thinks, then finally grabs his beer and goes to the table with Amber and the fat man.
WINER
(sitting) Hello, Amber Rose.
FAT SALESMAN
Do you know this young man? Amber doesn’t reply.
FAT SALESMAN
(to Winer) All these other tables are unoccupied. Perhaps you’d care to sit somewhere’s else. Winer drinks his beer.
WINER
No. I like it here all right. The fat man has a hand on Amber.
FAT SALESMAN
Well, we’ll leave it to you.
WINER
(to Amber) I’ve got to talk to you. She shakes her head, looking like she might cry.
AMBER
(to the fat man) I don’t want to move.
FAT SALESMAN
What’s going on here? Is my money not good enough for you or what? She looks at Winer.
AMBER
Go away, Nathan. 90.
WINER
Then you go with me.
AMBER
I can’t. You know I can’t.
WINER
It’s easy. All you have to do is put one foot in front of the other.
AMBER
I can’t. She reaches to touch his face. The fat man turns to Winer in disgust.
FAT SALESMAN
I’ve paid her good money. Or paid it to Hardin. And I aim to get the benefit of it. Now, I don’t know who you are or what your status is but I suggest you get your ass out of here. Buttcut steps up behind Winer and then leans across the table.
BUTTCUT
Are you havin’ words with this young feller here?
FAT SALESMAN
None that concern you.
BUTTCUT
Funny. I was settin’ way back on that stool over there and I thought I heard you say something about him gettin’ his ass out of here. I reckon you got the deed to this place ridin’ in your shirt pocket? Fat salesman doesn’t say anything.
BUTTCUT
Did I hear that or not?
FAT SALESMAN
I don’t see how it concerns you. Winer rises from his chair. 91.
WINER
It’s not worth fightin’ about. (to Amber) I’m leavin’. Are you goin’ with me or stayin’ with these folks? Amber hesitates, torn. Finally she rises and grabs her purse.
AMBER
(to the fat man) I’m sorry.
FAT SALESMAN
(grabbing her arm) The hell you are. I got a forty- acre farm tied up in you already. Winer hits the fat man in the face as hard as he can. A mist of blood sprays down his shirt and he falls over backward. Suddenly Jiminez the bouncer flies into action, coming over with a POOL CUE as a weapon. He doesn’t get too far before Buttcut smashes a CHAIR over his back and he falls to the ground.
BARKEEP
They Lord God. PATRONS scramble out the front door, leaving HALF-EMPTY DRINKS on the tables. On the ground, Jiminez tries to slip on a pair of BRASS KNUCKLES but Buttcut kicks him squarely in the head before he can.
BUTTCUT
You think you’re hell on boys? Let’s see how you do with a man. Jiminez gets up and approaches him, ducking Buttcut’s punches. He swats away Buttcut’s right hook and knocks him into a pinball machine. Shaking his head, Buttcut hits Jiminez in the face. Meanwhile, the fat man is on his hands and knees trying to find a handkerchief for his BLOOD.
FAT SALESMAN
A doctor. A doctor... Winer rushes to Buttcut and tries to pull him off Jiminez.
WINER
The law’s coming.
BUTTCUT
(to Jiminez) I’ll learn you. Now beg me to quit. 92.
JIMINEZ
Fuck you. Suddenly, Cooper and a couple HIGHWAY PATROLMEN burst through the front door. Cooper goes for Buttcut who swings and connects with Cooper’s face hard enough to draw BLOOD. The other cops grab Winer and try to hustle him toward the door. Amber swings into Winer’s arms and holds him tight. One of the patrolmen tries to pull her off but she won’t budge. Breaking free, Winer strikes him in the jaw. The other patrolmen takes out a BLACKJACK and whacks him in the head. Winer goes down. FADE TO:
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