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Mystics and Mustangs – Page 17
BRUCE is riding on THEO’s back, CARTER is being dragged on the ground, his face being cut by small rocks and desert brush. BRUCE occasionally looks back in some worry. He has a revolver that is not ELEANOR on hand.
You said you had a woman over your shoulder!
He whips THEODORE.
A bullet whizzes past them. They both look back. Coming out of the dust cloud behind them are numerous horsemen ridden by soldiers in Union dress.
Mystics and Mustangs – Page 18
I didn’t say nothing about a woman!
You did so you lying son of a-
BRUCE closes one eye, aims his gun and fires. A man dies, and falls off his horse, being held on only by the stirrups. The horse breaks off in another direction and runs away.
They’re catching up! Faster steed! Hiyah!
I’m not your steed!
And I ain’t lying!
And I don’t believe you!
Alright fine! What really happened is-