2.
FADE IN:
EXT. YAQUI CAMP-NIGHT
TITLE OVER:
Northern Mexico, 1866
A SHAMAN, and a six LESSER PRIESTS, dance before a fire in the
camp of some, so far, indifferent YAQUIS.
SHAMAN
(in Yaqui)
By Those Whose Names Cannot be spoken...
A group of thuggish JAGUAR KNIGHTS bring in a struggling MEXICAN
GIRL.
SHAMAN
...I conjure with blood and fire...
The BARONESS LIESL VON HEXENBERG, she is a beautiful woman made
up as an Aztec priestess.
SHAMAN
...And call upon them to accept this
sacrifice...
He dances over to the Baroness, and hands her an obsidian knife.
The Baroness joins the macabre dance.
SHAMAN
...This woman-child...unknown to
man...daughter of our enemies...
The Jaguar Knights strip the girl, and tie her to a stone altar
by the fire.
SHAMAN
...So that her heart can be purifed
in the sacred flames...
Waving the knife, The Baroness dances to the girl. She stands
over the girl.
SHAMAN
So mote it be!
The Baroness slams the knife down, and the girl screams. A few
moments later, the Baroness tosses a bloody human heart into the
fire.
LESSER PRIESTS
So Mote It Be...
3.
Covered with blood, the Baroness, dances to a Knight, and gives
him a gruesome lap dance, rubbing the blood on him. The Knight
squalls catlike, and he falls to his knees. He transforms into
a screaming Jaguar. The Yaquis fall back, impressed.
EXT. DESERT-DAY
Two men in battered Confederate uniforms ride up to a ridge
jutting out of the desert. They are JOHN KENYON, a handsome,
atheletic man, and BEN MCSHANE, a powerfully built, younger man.
JOHN
Well, it looks peaceful enough...
They ride up to a gap in the ridge. They are met by a mixed
squad of Mexican and American TOUGHS, all brandishing rifles.
BEN
Howdy...
MULDOON, the leader of the squad, approaches them.
MULDOON
And what the hell are you doin' here,
Reb?
John waves his hat mockingly at him.
JOHN
We come seeking Sanctuary.
MULDOON
And how'd you learn to say that?
JOHN
A man named Burke Jamieson told
me.
Muldoon shoves his rifle muzzle into John's face.
MULDOON
And where is he?
JOHN
Dead...Apaches, three days ago.
MULDOON
Did he tell you anything else?
John pulls a silver coin out of his tunic.
JOHN
He also told me to give you this.
4.
He tosses the coin to Muldoon, who looks it over.
MULDOON
It's one of ours...
He shoves the rifle back into John's face.
MULDOON
But you coulda taken this offa Jamieson
after you sweated the password outta
him, then killed him.
JOHN
Look, we're tired, dirty, hungry,
and alone...and there's nothing to
prevent your boss from killing us
later on...
Muldoon cocks his rifle.
MULDOON
And I can kill you now, Reb.
Ben draws and fires, shooting the rifle out of Muldoon's hand.
He then covers Muldoon as the others react.
BEN
He'll be the first one shot.
GONZALES, a pantherish man with a big grin, rides in.
GONZALES
What's going on here?
MULDOON
These Rebs want in...they know the
password...and they got one of our
tokens too.
GONZALES
So...what's they problem?
MULDOON
Donovan tells me to be careful who
I let in...
Gonzales looks at John.
GONZALES
Who are you?
JOHN
Colonel John Kenyon...Confederate
army...retired...
5.
John gestures to Ben.
JOHN
Sergeant Major Ben McShane...also
retired.
GONZALES
You are the one the Yanguis call
"Johnny Reb?"
JOHN
Been called that.
Gonzales gives John and Ben a good look over.
GONZALES
Do you have a sponsor?
JOHN
Had one...Burke Jamieson...but he's
dead...
GONZALES
I see...
(a beat)
Then I, Ramon Gonazles will sponsor
you...
He faces Muldoon and his men.
GONZALES
Let them pass...
The toughs stand down, and Ben holsters his gun.
MULDOON
I was just followin' orders
GONZALES
Si, si...
He turns to John.
GONZALES
Follow me.
He rides through the gap. John and Ben follow
EXT. SANCTUARY
Gonzales takes John and Ben into the converted remains of an old
mission. The population is primarily Mexicans and Anglos with a
few Native-Americans thrown in.
6.
GONZALES
Welcome, my friends, to Sanctuary.
A group of SENORITAS gather around Gonzales. With a lusty
laugh he sweeps one into his saddle, and they exchange a kiss.
GONZALES
As you can see, some of the natives
are friendly.
Ben notices that some of the girls are giving him and John some
speculative glances.
BEN
Feel like makin'ourselves to home,
Colonel?
JOHN
Let's do some more reconaissance
before we accept their surrender,
Sergeant.
Two riders come up to meet them. BASS DONOVAN, grinning rogue
of a man, and ANDRE DESCATRES, who's affecting the strutting
manner of a French imperial officer.
DONOVAN
(Irish accent)
I see you've brought some newcomers
with you, Gonzales.
Gonzales gives Donovan a mocking bow.
GONZALES
Senor Donovan...allow me to introduce
Colonel John Kenyon and Sergeant
Ben McShane...Confederate Army...
retired...
Gonzales gestures to Donovan.
GONZALES
Colonel...Bass Donovan...our host...
He gestures to Descartes.
GONZALES
And Andre Descartes...Mr. Dononvan's
military advisor...
Descartes stiffens in anger.
DESCARTES
My rank is General.
7.
GONZALES
Only in this valley...if a deserter
can even still lay claim to a rank...
With a snarl, Descartes grabs for the cavalry saber at his side.
Donovan restrains him.
DONOVAN
Now, boys...let's not fight...
Descartes releases his saber.
DESCARTES
As you wish, Monsieur Donovan...I
will let this pig live, for now...
Descartes spins his horse around, and rides off. Gonzales flips
him a mocking salute.
GONZALES
Vive le Empereur...
Donovan gives John a good look over.
DONOVAN
So...you're Johnny Reb, eh?
JOHN
Been called that.
DONOVAN
And how do you know Senor Gonzales?
GONZALES
We've just met...Jamieson was bringing
them in. But Apaches killed him three
days ago. So I decided to sponsor
them myself.
Donovan gives Gonzales a suspicious look.
DONONVAN
Why?
GONZALES
Johnny Reb would be quite a feather
in our cap...
Donovan looks at John again,
DONOVAN
Alright...come with me, Colonel...
Gonzales will see your Sergeant
settled.
8.
Donovan turns and rides toward a large building at the far end
of the compound. John follows him.
INT. SALOON
Donovan takes John into a bustling and opulent saloon.
DONOVAN
Wouldja believe this useta be the
main chapel?
JOHN
I bet you don't get many pikers when
it comes time to pass the plate.
Donovan laughs, and claps John on the back.
DONOVAN
My office is in the back.
He takes John to the back, passing a table where FRENCHY, a
lovely young woman, is playing poker with a half dozen PLAYERS,
including JAKE and LUDEY. She watches John and Dononvan go into the...
OFFICE
...Which is as sumptiously decorated as the saloon.
DONOVAN
What's your poison, Colonel?
JOHN
Bourbon, neat...
Donovan goes to a liqour cabinet behind his desk, and fixes two
drinks.
DONOVAN
How did you hear about us?
JOHN
You hear rumors on the border...I
followed one up...
Donovan goes to John and hands him his drink.
DONOVAN
As simple as that?
JOHN
It took some looking.
9.
Donovan looks him over again, then he downs his drink.
DONOVAN
Fortunately, for the both of us,
I got me a special project comin'
up...one that needs a good cavalry
officer.
JOHN
What kind of special project?
The Baroness enters, clad in the height of Paris fashion, and
every inch the aristocrat.
BARONESS
Sebastian, I...
She sees John.
BARONESS
Sorry...I didn't realize you were
busy.
DONOVAN
I always have time for you, darlin'.
He gestures toward John.
DONOVAN
Colonel John Kenyon...
He gestures to the Baroness.
DONOVAN
Colonel...her Excellency...the Baroness
Liesl Von Hexenberg.
John kisses her hand.
JOHN
Enchanted, your Excellency.
The Baroness looks him over, liking what she sees.
BARONESS
Aren't you awfully young to be a
Colonel?
JOHN
Isn't this a strange place to find
a Baroness?
She laughs musically.
10.
BARONESS
I approve of your new aquisition,
Sebastian...in fact, I insist that
he dine with us tonight.
DONOVAN
I was just about to invite him, love
John looks at his uniform.
JOHN
I'm afraid you find me in somewhat
embarrassed circumstances...
DONOVAN
No need to worry...we got some dress
uniforms in stock...includin' one
for a Reb Colonel.
Donovan downs his drink, and places the glass on the desk.
DONOVAN
I'll send it and me tailor over
to your new quarters...
John downs his drink.
JOHN
And when shall I be expected?
DONOVAN
About eight...I'm set up in the
old Abbot's house...right next
door.
JOHN
I'll be there...
John bows to the Baroness.
JOHN
Your Excellency...
He exits. The Baroness watches his departure with lustful
intent, which irritates Donovan.
DONOVAN
So...what do you think?
BARONESS
He bears watching...there are certainly
hidden layers to this boy colonel.
Donovan stands up.
11.
DONOVAN
Which you fully intend explorin',
no doubt.
The Baroness turns to Donvovan.
BARONESS
Jealousy is vulgar, liebchen...and
you forget that you share my bed...
not the other way around...
She runs a sharp, fingernail along his throat.
BARONESS
Just don't forget who is the real
master of Sanctuary...verstanden?
DONOVAN
Yes, m'love...
SALOON
Frenchy faces Ludey.
FRENCHY
Raise or call, M'sieu?
Ludey throws his cards onto the table in disgust.
LUDEY
Hell, I'm out...
Frenchy turns to Jake, who's oozing overconfidence.
FRENCHY
Raise or call, M'sieu?
Jake bets.
JAKE
I'll see your five dollars...and
raise you another five.
Frenchy bets.
FRENCHY
House sees your five, and raises
another five.
JAKE
You tryin' to buy the pot, girlie
girl?
12.
FRENCHY
Raise or call, M'sieu?
Jake looks desperately at Ludey. Ludey shakes his head.
LUDEY
She's already got all of mine.
Ludey takes out a dented watch from his pocket.
JAKE
This watch cost me eight dollars
in Austin...
FRENCHY
The House only accepts cash, M'sieu.
Ludey shows the watch to the other players.
JAKE
Any of you need a watch?
PLAYER
You're just delyin' the inevitable,
friend...
JAKE
I got me a winnin' hand here. And
ain't gonna fold it because this
Creole bitch...
John walks up to the table.
JOHN
What seems to be the trouble?
JAKE
I got me a winnin' hand...and Madam-Mo-Sell
High And Mighty here's tryin' to
buy the goddamn pot!
He shoves the watch into John's face.
JAKE
You need an eight dollar watch, Reb?
John takes the watch, and looks it over.
JOHN
It may have been worth eight dollars
new...but it's seen some use since
then...
John takes a five dollar gold piece out of his pocket.
13.
JOHN
But in the interest of good sportsmanship
I'll pay you a half eagle for it.
He gives the coin to Jake, who slams it on the table.
JAKE
There...I see the House's five dollars...
now let's see those goddamn cards!
FRENCHY
You first, M'sieu.
Jake shows his hand.
JAKE
Full house, beat that!
Frenchy shows her hand.
FRENCHY
Four queens...
Jake's jaw hits the floor.
JAKE
Cheatin' bitch...
Donovan enters.
DONOVAN
What's goin' on here?
JAKE
This Creole whore just cheated me...
FRENCHY
Look in his vest.
Jake tries to rise, but John puts his hand on Jake's shoulder
and holds him down. Dononvan looks in his vest, and pulls out
some cards.
DONOVAN
Well, well...what do we have here?
JOHN
Somebody who had better be careful
about throwing the word "cheat" around...
especially to a lady.
JAKE
Lady...she's a goddamn Creole whore!
14.
Donovan backhands Jake.
DONOVAN
Jake...you've been warned about this
before. One more incident, and we'll
be forced evict you from Sanctuary.
Donovan gestures and two BOUNCERS come over.
DONOVAN
Get him outta here.
The Bouncers pick Jake up, and haul him out of the saloon.
JAKE
Damn your eyes, Donovan! I paid
my fee like everyone else...you can't
do this to me!
Frenchy rises and hands the gold piece back to John
FRENCHY
I believe this belongs to you, M'sieu.
JOHN
Merci, Mademoiselle...?
She offers John her hand.
FRENCHY
Antoinette Le Clerc...but most folks
just call me "Frenchy."
John kisses her hand
JOHN
Enchante'...
Frenchy notices Ludey is trying to get his gun out. She reaches
behind her neck, pulls out a knife, and flings it into Ludey's
heart, and he falls. Donovan goes over to the body.
DONOVAN
Alright, alright...let's get this
stiff outta here.
Two more bouncers show up, and haul Ludey out of the room.
DONOVAN
And for Chrissakes...don't let Jake
see it.
He gives Frenchy a stern look.
15.
DONOVAN
Next time, call a bouncer...that's
what I bloody well hire 'em for.
He goes to the bar. Frenchy faces John.
FRENCHY
You still have the advantage of me,
M'sieu.
JOHN
Kenyon...John Kenyon...
(a beat)
Burke Jamieson told me about you.
FRENCHY
Really...is he back then?
John's expression becomes regretful.
JOHN
I'm afraid not, Mademoisielle...Apaches
killed him three days ago.
FRENCHY
Merde...
John takes Frenchy's hand.
JOHN
Mademoiselle...I must ask a favor
of you. I have been invited to dine
with Mr. Donovan and his lady, and
I am without an escort...would you...?
FRENCHY
Certaiment...
(whispering)
Past the fountain...third jacal
on the left...and be there early...
John kisses Frenchy's hand again.
JOHN
Merci...until tonight then.
John heads for the door. Donovan catches up with him.
DONOVAN
You're a fast worker, boyo...
JOHN
When you live on the dodge...you
kind of have to be.
16.
DONOVAN
True enough...by the way...watch
out for Jake, he's the type who holds
a grudge.
John reaches the door.
JOHN
Figured as much.
EXT. SANCTUARY
John goes out into the main compound. He finds Ben surrounded
by several senoritas. Ben sees him and snaps to attention.
JOHN
At ease, Sergeant.
John tips his hat to the senoritas.
JOHN
My apologies, ladies...but the Sergeant
and I have important matters to discuss
He and Ben go off to one side.
BEN
I take it you met the gal.
JOHN
Yeah...but we didn't get to talk.
(a beat)
We're dining with Donovan tonight...
I imagine we'll catch up then.
They walk on a little further.
BEN
I hope so...I've been havin' bothersome
feelin's ever since we got here...
JOHN
What kind of "bothersome feelin's."
BEN
Welll...it's kinda hard to explain...
let's just say Grandma McShane would
call this place a "hant."
Gonzales catches up with them.
GONZALES
And what, praytell, is a "hant."
17.
JOHN
It's the short version of "haunted."
GONZALES
Ohhh...
He claps Ben on the shoulder.
GONZALES
I know what you're talking about,
my friend...all these old missions
are full of ghosts...but this one...
He shudders theatrically, and crosses himself.
GONZALES
...It is said that the monks here
turned from God, and practiced the
Black Mass...
They walk on a bit further.
GONZALES
And even before then...the Aztecs,
and the Toltecs practiced blood sacrifice
on this very spot.
BEN
Well...I'm Cherokee on one side...
Carolina hill folk on the other...
so iffen there are ghosts about,
I reckon I'll be the one to feel
'em.
Gonzales laughs, then he turns to John.
GONZALES
Colonel...I understand you have been
invited to dinner with Senor Donovan
tonight.
JOHN
Yes...
GONZALES
I can help you plan a strategy...
John gives Gonzales a suspicious look.
GONZALES
You know that you will be "felt out,"
as the expression goes. With my
help you can pass the test with flying
colors.
18.
JOHN
And what do you get out of it?
Gonzales takes out a cigarillo, and lights it.
GONZALES
We all have our agendas, my friend...
by helping you...I advance mine...
JOHN
How?
Gonzales blows a smoke ring.
GONZALES
You'll find out...when the time is
right.
EXT. SANCTUARY-NIGHT
John walks past the fountain to a group of jacales. He goes up
to one and knocks on the door.
JOHN
It's Kenyon...
FRENCHY (o.s.)
Entre'
John opens the door, and goes inside.
INT. FRENCHY'S PLACE
John enters a hut where an effort has been made to make it more
comfortable, including a vanity, where Frenchy is dealing out
tarot cards.
FRENCHY
I won't be a minute...
She places three cards on the vanity. They are the Knight of
Swords, the Queen of Swords, and the Lovers. This result surprises her.
JOHN
Something happen to the tall, dark
stranger?
Frenchy reshuffles her deck.
FRENCHY
Do I detect a scoffer?
19.
John chuckles sardonically.
JOHN
Not really...I saw Sioux and Cheyenne
medicine men do some impressive things
while I was serving in the Dakotas
before the war.
FRENCHY
Fair enough...
Frenchy puts her deck down, and rises.
FRENCHY
Well...
She twirls before him, showing off her ensemble.
FRENCHY
How do I look?
JOHN
All you lack is a pair of wings...
FRENCHY
Obviously...you don't know me very
well.
She points to a locket hanging on the bed post.
FRENCHY
Would you be a dear, and fetch me
that locket?
John goes and picks up the locket. It opens in his hand,
revealing the portrait of a handsome man, and a beautiful woman.
Upset, Frenchy comes up and snatches it away.
JOHN
I'm sorry...it just opened.
FRENCHY
I know...it's designed to open when
you press the sides...you couldn't
have known.
She takes a deep breath, and goes back into professional agent
mode.
FRENCHY
Would you help me with this?
John helps her wrap the locket around her neck.
20.
FRENCHY
Now...what happened to Burke Jamieson?
JOHN
Like I said...we ran into Apaches
three days ago...shots were exchanged...
he caught a bullet...end of story...
Frenchy looks at herself in the mirror.
JOHN
How long did you two work together?
FRENCHY
A little over a year...ever since
Angus Buchanan recruited me.
JOHN
And before that?
She turns to face him.
FRENCHY
I was a spy...in fact...I was a
good ol' Rebel too...Johnny Reb...
(a beat)
Or do you prefer Grey Wolf?
JOHN
I prefer Colonel John Kenyon of the
Texas Mounted Volunteers...
FRENCHY
Fair enough...
She takes his arm.
FRENCHY
Come on, we have work to do.
EXT. SANCTUARY-DAY
Ben walks the compound. LUPE, a pretty Mexican woman, walks up
to him a flashes him a "come hither" look.
LUPE
You look lonely, Senor.
BEN
And needin' a drink too. I was headin'
for the saloon to kill both birds.
Lupe snuggles up to Ben.
21.
LUPE
I have tequila in my jacal...and
food...
(a beat)
...And I am lonely, too.
Ben slides an arm around Lupe.
BEN
Well, ma'am...that's the best offer
I've had all day...
LUPE
Gracias, Senor...
She rests her head on Ben's shoulder, and smiles, revealing
large, sharp, canines.
INT. DINING ROOM
John and Frenchy sit at a long table in an elegantly appointed
dining room with Donovan, the Baroness, Gonzales, and SAXON, a
hardcase who's feeling out of place in this opulent setting.
BARONESS
Poor Maxie...he's hopelessly naive,
and insulated from everything in
Mexico City...
She smiles mockingly at Descartes.
BARONESS
...And the French have managed to
botch things up...as usual
She faces Gonzales.
BARONESS
Wouldn't you say so, Senor Gonzales?
Gonzales takes a cigarillo out of his jacket.
GONZALES
Your Excellency...a man like me cannot
afford the luxery of politics...
He puts the cigarillo in his mouth, and lights it.
GONZALES
From my point of view...Maximillian
and Juarez are two dogs fighting over
the same manger...the more they fight,
the better it is for me.
22.
DESCARTES
The classic mercenary's answer.
Gonzales grins at Descartes.
GONZALES
And who are you, Senor Descartes,
if not a classic mercenary?
Descartes rises quickly.
DESCARTES
I am a soldier of France!
GONZALES
You were a soldier of France...until
you deserted to us.
Descartes grabs at his saber. Donovan rises.
DONOVAN
Now, now...we're all gentleman here.
Descartes returns to his seat, glowering at Gonzales.
DESCARTES
Some of us, are.
The Baroness turns to Frenchy.
BARONESS
And you, my dear, I understand you're
from New Orleans. I hear it's a charming
city.
FRENCHY
I've always found it so, your Excellency.
BARONESS
And very wicked, so I hear.
Frenchy plays angerily with her knife.
FRENCHY
It has its moments, your Excellency.
BARONESS
Just like you, mon petit, charming,
but with your wicked moments.
Frenchy flashes the Baroness a warning glare. Saxon rises.
SAXON
Pardon me, ladies...but this old
comanchero needs his sleep.
23.
He exits hurriedly.
JOHN
Leaving the saloon before the gunfight
starts.
The Baroness gives Frenchy a poisonously sweet smile.
BARONESS
Don't misunderstand me, mon petit.
A woman should balance charm with
wickedness. Some of us even weave
it into an art form.
FRENCHY
Well, your Excellency...some art
is worthy for fine homes and museums...
the rest is only fit to be sold cheaply
on the streets.
The Baroness doubletakes, while Gonzalez chuckles.
GONZALES
A palpable hit, your Excellency.
BARONESS
And how did you snare the Colonel
with your art, my dear?
FRENCHY
I was dealing cards in the saloon,
and he helped me with a tinhorn.
The Baroness gives John another appraising look.
BARONESS
So, like Lohengrin, he came to your
rescue?
FRENCHY
Sort of...only without the swan.
The Baroness takes John's hand.
BARONESS
Why, Colonel...I never realized you
were such a gallant cavilier...
John shifts uncomfortably.
BARONESS
Perhaps I should arrange to be in
distress sometime, so you can rescue
me.
24.
FRENCHY
Oh, I'm sure you never have a problem
getting out of your distress...your
Excellency.
The Baroness glowers at Frenchy while Gonazles chuckles.
GONZALES
Your turn, your Excellency...
INT. LUPE'S HUT
Ben sits at a table, wiping a plate with a piece of cornbread.
Across the table, Lupe watches him with great interest.
BEN
I'll say this...you're a pretty fair
cook...Senorita...uhhh...?
LUPE
Lupe...
Ben offers her his hand.
BEN
Howdy, Lupe...I'm Ben...
She takes his hand, and gives the palm a lick. Ben pulls his
hand back.
BEN
Lupe...I ain't anythin' fancy...
I like thin's simple.
LUPE
I was just tasting you, Ben.
BEN
Welllll...there are better ways to
do that.
He moves to kiss her, but she playfully moves away.
LUPE
Wait, Senor...
She rises and strips.
LUPE
Is this simple enough for you?
BEN
It surely is.
25.
Ben rises, and strips. Lupe goes to a cot on the far end of the
jacal, and reclines upon it. Ben comes over and lies beside
her.
LUPE
Do you mind if I start?
BEN
Honey, you just...
Lupe rolls on top of him, and smiles. Ben sees her oversize
canines.
BEN
My...what big teeth you got, Grandma.
LUPE
The better to eat you with, mi amour.
She moves to bite him, he flings her off of him.
LUPE
Not simple enough for you, Gringo?
She morphs into a semi-feline creature. Ben leaps off the bed
and runs toward the door. Lupe tackles him, and he falls near
the fireplace.
LUPE
It'll only hurt more if you struggle.
BEN
For who?
Ben reaches into the fire, and out a burning log, and smacks
Lupe on head with it. Her hair catches fire, and she backs
away, screaming and beating the fire out.
LUPE
You'll pay for that, Gringo!
Ben rises and holds the log in front of him.
BEN
Back off, Skinwalker!
LUPE
Sooo...you have some Indio in you...
eh, Gringo?
BEN
My mama was a princess of the Cherokee
nation...and she told me how to kill
your kind, bitch.
26.
LUPE
And I know how to kill your kind,
Gringo!
Lupe squalls, and her transformation starts up again. Ben looks
around, and sees an oil lamp hanging on the wall. He runs
toward it.
LUPE
NOOOO!!!
She leaps at him. Ben shoves the log into her mouth. She backs
off again. Ben grabs the lamp, and flings it at her. Lupe
bursts into flame, and morphs back into her human form.
EXT. SANCTUARY
John and Frenchy walk across the compound.
JOHN
I've seen artillery exchanges that
were less nasty.
FRENCHY
It was fun, though...and it did both
our covers some good...
They stop in front of her jacal. Frenchy gives him a little
smile.
FRENCHY
...And neither will this...
She embraces john and gives him a deep kiss, catching him off
guard.
FRENCHY
(whispering)
We're probably being watched...so
you'd better return this...
John kisses Frenchy back. The kiss grows in intensity for a
moment. Then they pull away.
FRENCHY
And now for Act Two...
She takes John by the hand, and they go to the door. Jake
appears, drunk and bearing a knife.
JAKE
I wanna talk with the two of ya...
27.
He points at Frenchy.
JAKE
...'Shpechially her...
John steps forward.
JOHN
Neighbor...you're...
Jake slashes at John, John dodges. They circle each other.
JAKE
I'm gonna gut ya firsht...then I'm
gonna cut her fash up...
Jake slashes with the knife. John grabs his wrist, and slams
him against the wall.
JOHN
Drop it!
John slams Jake against the wall again.
JOHN
I said drop it!
Jake drops the knife.
JOHN
Okay...here's how it works...you
agree to go home, and sleep it off,
and I let you go...savvy?
JAKE
She kilt Ludey...besh pard I ever...
John slams Jake against the wall again.
JOHN
Look...I don't want to have to hurt
you...
JAKE
O...okay...
John loosens his grip.
JOHN
You'd better mean it, neigh...
John leaps upon him, knocking him down. They wrestle on the
ground a few moments. John gets on top, and slugs Jake
unconscious.
28.
JOHN
That's why I hate fighting drunks...
they never know when to quit.
He gets up and notices Frenchy putting a derringer back in it's
holster on her ankle.
FRENCHY
Just in case...
John wipes some blood from his mouth, and looks at Jake.
JOHN
So..what do we do with him?
Gonzales shows up with two of his MEN.
GONZALES
Allow me to take care of that, my
friend.
He claps John on the shoulder.
GONZALES
I saw the whole thing...you were
muy caballero...
He sighs theatrically.
GONZALES
It did my heart good to see a man
defend the honor of a lady...especially
in a place like Sanctuary.
FRENCHY
Well...some might question the lady
part...
Gonzales kisses her hand.
GONZALES
To a true caballero, you are all
ladies, senorita.
He turns to his men.
GONZALES
And what are you two waiting for?
He gestures toward Jake.
GONZALES
Andele, andele...
29.
The men pick up Jake, and carry him off. Gonzales faces John.
GONZALES
Be careful, my friend, his mood will
not sweeten when he sobers up.
JOHN
I wouldn't expect it to.
GONZALES
Very well, then...
He tips his hat to John and Frenchy.
GONZALES
Buenos noches, my friends...and I
wish you both a most...enjoyable...
evening.
He exits, chuckling lavaciously.
FRENCHY
Let's get inside, before something
else happens.
John takes her arm.
JOHN
Good idea...
They go into the jacal.
INT. FRENCHY'S PLACE
John closes the door. Frenchy looks out the window.
FRENCHY
I don't have a back door...so you're
stuck here for the night...
JOHN
Okay...just put a blanket on the
floor...
Frenchy takes off her locket.
FRENCHY
Nooo...we are not playing this like
a Scott novel...we will both share
the bed...
She strips to her underwear.
30.
JOHN
I'll stay dressed then...
Frenchy gets into the bed.
FRENCHY
And wrinkle that dress uniform? Certainly
not...
JOHN
You're making it hard for me to be
a gentleman.
FRENCHY
Considering your reputation...I wouldn't
think it would bother you.
John strips to his underwear.
JOHN
Oh, I've been up in the hayloft a
few times. I just don't like making
assumptions.
FRENCHY
Look, I'm not some delicate virgin
you have to protect...I haven't been
since I was sixteen years old...
John climbs into bed beside her.
FRENCHY
...I've had lovers since...and I
spent a good part of the war gleaning
information from pillowtalk...
JOHN
I think I get the picture...
He slides an arm around her, and gently pulls her to him.
FRENCHY
I thought you didn't like making
assumptions...
JOHN
I don't...but that kiss outside made
me curious...and I just can't sleep
when I'm curious...
He kisses her.
FRENCHY
Me neither.
31.
They kiss again. Frenchy sinks onto the matress, pulling him on
top of her. They go at it hot and heavy for a few moments, when
there is a knock at the door.
BEN (o.s.)
Colonel...it's me...
JOHN
It's my Sergeant...I'd better see
what he wants.
John gets out of bed, goes to the door and opens it. Ben
enters.
BEN
Colonel, you remember those bothersome
feelin's I was havin'...?
Ben notices Frenchy, and tips his hat to her.
BEN
Ma'am...
JOHN
Sergeant...Frenchy Le Clerc...Frenchy,
Sergeant Ben McShane...
Ben looks at Frenchy nervously.
BEN
Pardon me...but could I see your
teeth?
JOHN
Her teeth?
FRENCHY
It's alright.
She grimaces at Ben.
FRENCHY
How's this?
BEN
They're fine...
He turns back to John.
BEN
Anyhoo...while you two was palaverin'
with the high muck-mucks I was headin'
for the saloon, hopin' to find a
bottle and a friend...
32.
John smiles apologetically at Frenchy.
JOHN
Sorry, Frenchy...but the Sergeant
here tends to take the scenic route
when making a report.
BEN
And I always make it worth the trip...
(a beat)
While I was goin' to the saloon, I
met a gal named Lupe.
FRENCHY
Lupe...tall, willowy...?
BEN
The very gal...anyhoo she invited
me to dinner...only dinner turned
out to be me!
Joh gives Ben a confused look.
JOHN
Excuse me?
BEN
It turned out that she was a skinwalker...
that's Indian for someone who can...
JOHN
I've heard the term...
Frenchy gets out of bed.
FRENCHY
Just what did she turn into?
BEN
A jaguar...welll, almost...I burned
her before she could finish the job...
or bite me!
(a beat)
Grandma McShane always usta say that
witch folk can't take fire nor silver.
FRENCHY
That's true enough...
John gestures for silence.
JOHN
Would you two slow down and give me
a chance to catch up?
33.
FRENCHY
How much did Buchanan tell you about
the Ithacan Foundation when he recruited
you?
JOHN
He told me that it's a private group
that battles Evil...in the form of
a organization called the Fraterni
Arcanum...the Arcane Brotherhood...
Frenchy takes John by the hand.
FRENCHY
And did he tell you that the Brotherhood
practices what some people call black
magic?
JOHN
Yeah...although I'll be damned if
I'm sure what that means.
John sits down.
JOHN
Just over a year ago...my biggest
concern was keeping my regiment alive.
Now I'm in some sort of outlaw's paradise
talking about black magic, skinwalkers...
and Lord knows what else.
FRENCHY
I suppose it was easier with me...
growing up in N'Orleans...and learning
about such things from childhood...
but I don't have the time to initiate
you into it right now.
She turns toward Ben.
FRENCHY
What did you do with Lupe's body?
BEN
Left it...I got dressed and lit a
shuck outta there...accordin' to
Grandma McShane witch folk can feel
it when one of 'em dies...
INT. LUPE'S HUT
A group of half human JAGUAR WOMEN, led by INEZ, the fiercest
amongst them, are gathered around Lupe's body.
34.
INEZ
Get the scent, sisters...
They go sniffing around the jacal.
INEZ
We must track this man down and feast
upon...
BARONESS (o.s.)
No!
The Jaguar Woman turn to see the Baroness standing at the
doorway.
INEZ
But Lupe has been killed!
BARONESS
I can see that...
The Baroness goes to the body and looks it over.
BARONESS
She was warned against hunting without
permission...and she paid the price.
INEZ
But her death...it speaks of knowledge.
BARONESS
True...and whoever killed her could
use that knowledge on you...and one
of you is already dead.
She faces the women.
BARONESS
First...return to your human forms...
The Jaguar Women morph back to their human features.
BARONESS
Second, fetch Luisa, and bring her
to me. She will take Lupe's place.
After that...return to your quarters,
and prepare for your mates' return...
INEZ
And what of the one who killed Lupe?
BARONESS
I will find him, and I will kill
him.
35.
The Jaguar Women exit. The Baroness examines Lupe's charred
corpse.
EXT. SANCTUARY
People are gathering in the main square, setting up tables for
the sale of liquor, food, and other sundries. John, Ben, and
Gonzales come in and find Donovan directing the activities, with
Descartes and Saxon at his side.
JOHN
What's going on?
DONOVAN
That special project I told you about.
Shots sound in the distance.
DONOVAN
Ahhh...speak of the devil...
A company of Yaquis ride in, led by the young, yet regal, chief
ALEJANDRO, and his personal guard of Jaguar Knights. He rides
over to Donovan.
ALEJANDRO
Hola, Senor Donovan...
DONOVAN
And a top of the mornin' to you too,
Alejandro...
He gestures to John.
DONOVAN
Allow me to introduce Colonel John
Kenyon...formerly of the Confederate
Army...
Alejandro dismounts.
ALEJANDRO
The one the Comanches call "Grey
Wolf?"
JOHN
Been called that.
Donovan gestures to Alejandro.
DONOVAN
This is Alejandro...prince of the
Yaqui nation.
36.
John and Alejandro shake hands.
DONOVAN
Now that the introductions are over...
let's move this conversation outta
this hot sun.
ALEJANDRO
One moment...
He turns to the Jaguar Knights, and gives them orders in Yaqui.
The Knights dismount and join the other Yaquis, who are
patronizing the tables.
ALEJANDRO
Now I can go...
The small party heads off.
INT. OFFICE
Donovan takes the men into his office. Alejandro drops his
"noble savage" demeanor and sits down on a plush settee.
ALEJANDRO
Ahhh...after weeks of hard ground
and the backs of boney horses this
is heaven.
Dononvan goes to the liquor cabinet.
DONOVAN
Sherry, right?
ALEJANDRO
Please...
Donovan pours the drink and takes it to Alejandro. Alejandro
takes a sip, and sighs.
ALEJANDRO
Nectar of the gods...another week
of pulque, and I would have screamed.
JOHN
You seem to have picked up a taste
for the finer things.
ALEJANDRO
I was educated by the Jesuits...I
did well enough to earn a place at
the Sorbonne in Paris. There I studied
history, literature...
37.
He takes another sip.
ALEJANDRO
...And can-can dancers.
JOHN
Well...travel does broaden one.
Donovan passes out drinks to the others.
DONOVAN
Enough of that...did you do your part?
ALEJANDRO
Yes...five chiefs of the Yaqui nation
will be here by tonight, each with
10 of their warriors as witnesses.
JOHN
Witnesses to what?
Donovan pours himself a drink.
DONOVAN
You might say we're holdin' a bit
of a revival...givin' 'em a taste
of that "Old Time Religion."
ALEJANDRO
In this case...the "Old Time Religion"
refers to the gods of my Aztec and
Toltec ancestors. In particular,
Tezcatlipoca...
Alejandro takes another sip.
ALEJANDRO
A dark and sanguine diety...warrior
and sorceror...a stalker of the night...
JOHN
And by sanguine, I assume you mean
one with a taste for human blood?
ALEJANDRO
Most of the ancient gods of Mexico
required blood sacrifice, Colonel.
Saxon gags on his drink.
SAXON
Are we talkin'about what I think
we're talkin' about?
38.
ALEJANDRO
Gettin' squeamish, Mr. Saxon?
SAXON
I ain't no angel...and I've done
my share of killin'...but always
in straight up fights.
He heads for the door.
SAXON
But holdin' someone down while some
heathen devil-priest cuts their throat...
that's somethin' else.
DONOVAN
Where are you goin', Saxon?
SAXON
I'm gettin' my men, and pullin' out.
Donovan pulls out a derringer and points it at Donovan.
DONOVAN
Like hell you are!
SAXON
I always figgered you for a back
shooter, Bass...too bad it had to
end like...
John takes out a pistol, and knocks Saxon out. Donovan gives John a frosty glare.
DONOVAN
I don't recall askin' for your help,
Colonel.
JOHN
A good officer knows how to improvise
in the field.
(a beat)
I figured that he was more valuable
to you alive...certainly his men will
think so.
Donovan puts his derringer back with a grin.
DONOVAN
Well when you put it that way...
thank you, Colonel. You saved me
from a rash act of temper.
Alejandro looks at John pointedly.
39.
ALEJANDRO
We still haven't heard your opinions
on blood sacrifice, Colonel
JOHN
Hell, Preacher...go and part the
Red Sea for all I care...just as
long as I get paid.
ALEJANDRO
Really?
John gives Alejandro a cold look.
JOHN
I just spent 4 years having my ideals
blown to bloody hell...and I get
tired of sitting on the hard ground
too.
DONOVAN
Now that's been settled...there's
somethin' I want to show all of you.
INT. STOREHOUSE
Donovan opens a crate full of new Winchester rifles. He takes
one out and hands it to Alejandro.
DONOVAN
This is the Winchester Model 1866...
it holds 17 rounds in the magazine
plus one in the chamber...loads from
the breech instead of the...
ALEJANDRO
How many?
DONOVAN
Two hundred...enough to outfit your
men...
Alejandro looks the rifle over.
ALEJANDRO
What kind of ammunition does it
take?
DONOVAN
.44-28's...just like the Henry...
and we've got plenty of those...
He takes the men to another crate.
40.
DONOVAN
And now...the piece d'resistance...
He opens the crate, it contains sticks of dynamite.
ALEJANDRO
And this is?
DONOVAN
The latest thing in explosives...
dynamite...
ALEJANDRO
Never heard of it.
Donovan takes a stick out.
DONOVAN
It's so new, they haven't even begun
marketin' it yet.
He twirls the stick, grinning at the nervous reaction this induces from the others.
DONOVAN
And it's the most stable explosive
ever made. You can drop it, kick
it, shoot it, even set fire to it,
and it won't explode until you want
it to...
JOHN
What kind of whallop does it pack?
DONOVAN
About halfway between black powder
and nitro.
Descartes looks over the dynamite with contempt.
DESCARTES
And what do we do with it...throw
these little sticks at the enemy like
grenades?
John takes a stick out.
JOHN
I wouldn't be so quick to sneer,
General...my regiment could have
done a lot of damage with these in
their saddlebags.
He hands the stick to Ben.
41.
JOHN
What do you think, Sergeant?
BEN
I dunno...I'd like to see this stuff
in action before I pass judgement...
maybe if we had the regiment with
us...
DONOVAN
Which brings me to me next point...
(a beat)
Colonel, I want you to take command
of Alejandro's Yaquis. I figure
a first class cavalry commander like
you oughtta do quite well with 'em.
Descartes turns toward Donovan.
DESCARTES
Don't be ridiculous, Monsieur Donovan...
this man is more of a bandit than
a soldier...
DONOVAN
Andre...you do realize that he's a
West Point graduate?
DESCARTES
Bah...so he went to glorified boarding
school, and fought in a second class
riot that his fellow peasants dignified
with the name "Civil War..."
Descartes puffs himself up.
DESCARTES
My family has been producing soldiers
of France for 10 generations...my
grandfather served under Napoleon
from Marengo to Waterloo...
JOHN
Yeah...and we all know how well that
turned out. don't we?
Descartes screams, and pulls at his saber. John draws a gun and
stops Descartes with the blade half out.
JOHN
Scabberd it!
Descartes stands there trembling with rage.
42.
JOHN
Scabberd it now!
Descartes sheaths the saber.
DONOVAN
Andre, quit actin' like you were
runnin' for bloody May Queen...this
is serious business.
Descartes runs out of the room.
GONZALES
Time for Mamman to kiss away his
tears.
DONOVAN
Alright, he's a bloody prima donna...
and a pain in the ass besides...but
he knows his business...and we need
him...
He turns to John.
DONOVAN
You gotta problem with that, Colonel?
JOHN
He's the one with the problem.
He heads for the door.
JOHN
If we're finished here...I need a
drink...
He looks at Ben,
JOHN
Sergeant...
BEN
Yo!
They exit.
INT. SALOON
Frenchy is dealing poker at her table. Jake comes swaggering
in.
JAKE
Deal me in, bitch...
43.
FRENCHY
No...
JAKE
My money was good enough for you...
yesterday.
(a beat)
And I want to try you without that
high and mighty Reb around to back
you up.
John enters.
JOHN
Prepare for disappointment, Jake.
JAKE
Wellll...if it ain't the rightous
son of a bitch himself.
Jake pats the butt of his gun. Patrons start scrambling for
cover.
JAKE
Right here, right now...
JOHN
Jake...you've already established
that you're an idiot...don't make
it official.
JAKE
I ain't scared of you...
He grabs for his gun. John draw is faster, and Jake goes down
with a bullet in his chest. On the floor, he makes one last try
for his gun. John finishes him with a shot between the eyes.
JOHN
Maybe you should have been.
Ben and Gonzales come in with guns drawn.
BEN
You alright, Colonel?
JOHN
Yeah, I'm fine...
John turns to Frenchy, who's once more returning her derringer
to her ankle holster.
JOHN
That seems to be becoming a habit.
44.
FRENCHY
Just so you know...I didn't need
my big strong man to protect me.
I could've handled him.
Donovan and Descartes come in.
DONOVAN
And what was that shootin' about?
He sees Jake's body.
DONOVAN
Oh...
He gives John a dirty look.
DONOVAN
Didja hafta kill him?
JOHN
Well, he did try to kill me...twice.
DONOVAN
Alright, alright...considerin' that
he didn't have any friends or family
to raise a fuss...I'll call this
matter closed.
Descartes looks at Jake's body, and turns to Donovan with a
smile.
DESCARTES
But, Monsieur Donovan...I was this
man's friend.
DONOVAN
What!?!
DESCARTES
This man was my friend...and I demand
justice...in the circle!
DONOVAN
Dammit, Andre! I need the both of
you...
Gonzales steps forward.
GONZALES
It's going to happen, Senor...might
as well let it.
Donovan glowers at Descartes, then at John.
45.
DONOVAN
Alright...tomorrow mornin'...
Descartes exits.
JOHN
What's the circle?
DONOVAN
It's our form of duelin'...it's how
you're supposedta settle disputes
around here.
JOHN
Nobody told me.
DONOVAN
Well, you didn't bloody well ask,
didja?
Donovan turns to leave, Gonzales stops him.
GONZALES
If you wanted to to be surrounded
by hearty good fellowship, you should
chosen another way of life.
Donovan grunts, and heads for the door.
DONAVAN
Somebody get that stiff outta here!
He exits. Two Bouncers pick up Jake's body and carry it
outside.
GONZALES
Don't worry, my friend, he's angrier
at Descartes than he is with you.
In fact, you'll probably get promoted
once you kill Descartes.
JOHN
If I kill him.
GONZALES
Oh, you will kill him...I have faith
in you.
He moves closer to John.
GONZALES
But that is for tomorrow, my friend...
for now we must prepare for tonight.
46.
FRENCHY
What's tonight?
JOHN
Alejandro's putting on a show for
some Yaqui chiefs...
GONZALES
I would suggest leaving the girl
at home...it won't be a suitable
entertainment for young ladies.
Frenchy rises angerily.
FRENCHY
The "girl" is right here...so there's
no reason to use the third person...
and she's perfectly capable of deciding
for herself what's suitable.
Gonzales looks at Frenchy, and chuckles
GONZALES
She has a fiesty temper, my friend...
(a beat)
She will bear you bold sons.
FRENCHY
And just what is that crack supposed
to mean?
JOHN
Ignore it...we have a lot to get
ready for...
EXT. SANCTUARY-NIGHT
A stage has been set up in the courtyard. On it is a pair of
stone altars, and a burning brazier. A crowd gathers in front
of it, including John, Frenchy, Ben, and Gonzales.
BEN
(singing)
Bringin' in the sheaves...bringin'
in the sheaves...Here we come rejoicin',
bringin' in the...
FRENCHY
Shhh...the show's starting...
The Shaman and priests come on stage. Near the stage, DRUMMERS
strike up a beat, and the priests dance to it.
47.
JOHN
So far...I've seen saloon shows that
were better. How does it stand on
the ritual side of things?
FRENCHY
Well, I suspect they're skimping
on the details, and making up their
own frills and dressing.
She looks over at the YAQUI CHIEFS, and their entourages.
FRENCHY
Our Yaqui guests aren't happy...
BEN
They're feeilin' the bad medicine...
hell, I'm only half Indian, and I
can feel it.
The Jaguar Knights come on stage with two prisoners, a MEXICAN
SOLDIER and a FRENCH SOLDIER.
GONZALES
Well...they're not playing favorites...
you got to give them that.
The shaman goes to the prisoners and swats them with a turkey
feather fan.
BEN
I take it they're a mite dusty.
The Baroness and her Jaguar Women come on stage in priestess
costumes. They join the priests in their dance.
JOHN
Well, Alejandro said he liked can-can
dancers
Alejandro comes strutting onstage, wearing the regalia of an
Aztec emperor. He silences the drums with a gesture, and faces
the crowd.
ALEJANDRO
You know me!
An excited murmur goes through the crowd.
ALEJANDRO
I am Spirit Jaguar...son of Eagle
Snake...some of you may know of me
as Alejandro...the name given to
me by the Jesuits...
48.
He sweeps the crowd with his gaze.
ALEJANDRO
They named me that as a joke...because
I was proud...so they named me after
a king...a conquerer...
He gestures toward himself.
ALEJANDRO
I...the son of a chief...of a long
line of chiefs...with the blood of
Moctezuma flowing through my veins,
received a name out of mockery
because I was proud of that blood...
He crosses his arms and smiles.
ALEJANDRO
Well, the joke is on them...for when
I went to Europe, I studied campaigns
of Alexander...I learned how he took
a small, divided nation...and made
her Queen of the World...and became
a god!
He stretches his arms out to the crowd.
ALEJANDRO
I also read about the history of
our ancestors, the Aztecs and the
Toltecs...how they too worshipped
living gods...
Gonzales grins at John.
GONZALES
Here it comes...
ALEJANDRO
I returned to my native land and
sought out the ancient, forgotten
places...and I prayed to the old
gods of our people...
Alejandro pauses for several beats
ALEJANDRO
AND I WAS ANSWERED!!!
(a beat)
Tezcatlipoca...Smoking Mirror...the
dark trickster...came to me...and
imbued with his essence...and it
is he who speaks before you tonight!
49.
Alejandro steps aside to give the audience a good view of the
Baroness.
ALEJANDRO
Let the Old Magic come alive as it
once did...
The drums start up again, and the Jaguar knights strap the
prisoners to the altars. The Shaman hands the Baroness the
obsidian knife.
ALEJANDRO
...With blood and fire!
The Baroness waves her hands over the prostrate Prisoners, and
chants. She holds the knife over the Mexican Prisoner.
BEN
Damn...she's really gonna do it.
John fingers the butts of his pistols. However, Gonzales
restrains him.
GONZALES
No, my friend, we cannot save those
poor devils...we'd be torn to pieces...
The Baroness hammers her knife down on the screaming Mexican
Prisoner.
GONZALES
Madre de Dios...
Gonzales crosses himself.
JOHN
I once saw a whole column of infantry
wiped out with a single cannonball...
this is worse.
The Baroness shows the Mexican's heart to the crowd, and then
tosses it onto the brazier. Then she dances toward the French
Prisoner.
FRENCHY
I think I'm going to be sick...
BEN
Get in line.
The French Prisoner screams o.s.
BEN
Dammmn...
50.
The Baroness, covered with blood, dances up to the Jaguar
Knights, and annoints several of them with her dance. While
they morph into Jaguars, Alejandro retakes his postion at Front
Stage.
ALEJANDRO
The old magic lives again...the old
gods live again...and the empire
will live again...through me!
Gonzales turns to the others.
GONZALES
Come on...let's get the hell out
of here...
They exit.
INT. FRENCHY'S PLACE
They go into Frenchy's jacal. Gonzales goes to the table and
lights an oil lamp.
GONZALES
I don't know what's worse...the sacrifice,
or Alejandro's rantings. I swear...
to be a politician in any cause...
FRENCHY
Gonzales...you can stow the "Carefree
Bandido" act...it's getting old...
Gonzales looks at her.
GONZALES
Really?
FRENCHY
I've been a spy for five years...
I know the smell of another professional
by now.
Gonzales chuckles, and gives Frenchy a respectful bow.
GONZALES
Pardonez moi, Mademoiselle...
(a beat)
Allow me to introduce myself...Major
Ramon De La Vega...9th Rancheros...
JOHN
So...you're a Juarista...
51.
GONZALES
Yes...and you three are?
The three Americans hesitate.
JOHN
It's...a bit complicated...
GONZALES
I understand...
JOHN
What I want to know is...when is
Juarez coming to clean out this
snake pit?
Gonzales pulls out a cigarillo, and lights it with the oil lamp.
GONZALES
Not for some weeks, I'm afraid...
the war with the French is at a
crucial stage...
Gonazales blows out a cloud of smoke.
GONZALES
And even if he did come...what could
he do against people who can turn
into jaguars...
FRENCHY
There's a way to handle them.
She turns to Ben.
FRENCHY
Isn't there Sergeant McShane?
BEN
Silver and fire?
FRENCHY
Silver and fire...
She turns back to Gonzales.
FRENCHY
Can you collect a lot of silver crucifixes
in a short time?
GONZALES
Mademoiselle...this is Mexico...in
an hour I could have a pile of crosses
as tall as the Sergeant here.
52.
FRENCHY
And someone who can melt them down
and extract the pure silver?
GONZALES
In a den of thieves like this? I
could name a dozen.
Gonzales blows more smoke.
GONZALES
And what are we going to do with
all this silver...make little bells
for the kitties' collars so we can
hear them coming?
FRENCHY
No...we're going to make bullets...
Gonzales gives John a surprised look.
JOHN
Don't look at me...she's the expert.
FRENCHY
I assume there are also lots of bullet
molds in this "den of thieves?"
GONZALES
Of course...rifle or pistol?
FRENCHY
Both...
She thinks a moment.
FRENCHY
We'll also need a priest...to bless
the bullets, and consecrate holy
water to cool them down with.
GONZALES
I have a defrocked priest amongst
my men...his bishop suspended him
when he declared for Juarez...
(a beat)
He is still a most Godly man...and
"A priest is a priest forever...
unto the order of Melchizedak."
FRENCHY
Well that takes care of the silver...
we still need fire.
Ben steps forward.
53.
BEN
Colonel...you remember that new fangled
explosive...the one that Donovan's
so all fired proud of?
JOHN
You mean the dynamite?
BEN
The very stuff.
John looks at Frenchy.
FRENCHY
Well...explosives are a form of fire...
I guess...
GONZALES
It's a nice thought...but we have
to get our hands on some...and we
need more men...I have only 20 here
with me.
JOHN
How about Saxon and his men?
Gonzales puffs on his cigarillo, and thinks.
GONZALES
Saxon's a prisoner in his own quarters...
his Comancheros won't move while
that's going on...but if he's freed...
Gonzales puts his hat on.
GONZALES
I will think on it.
He heads for the door, pausing to give Frenchy another bow.
GONZALES
Adios, Little General...I will see
that your orders are carried out
to the letter.
He turns to John.
GONZALES
And you...don't forget you have a
duel in the morning.
JOHN
How could I forget?
54.
Gonzales laughs, and exits.
EXT. SANCTUARY-DAY
John, Ben, and Frenchy come out to the square. Descartes is
already there, stripped to the waist, and practicing a drill
with his saber. Frenchy watches him.
FRENCHY
Merde...he is good...
John looks at her.
FRENCHY
My godfather was the greatest fencing
master in N'Orleans. I know a
good swordsman when I see one.
Descartes goes through another manuver.
FRENCHY
He's slow on the riposte though...
and he tends to shift his weight
to the right in secunde...he's beatable.
Gonzales comes over.
GONZALES
Hola, my friend...I've been checking
the odds. So far...Decartes is favored
two to one...but that's only because
he's a known quantity.
FRENCHY
Two to one, eh...I want some of that
action.
John gives her a dirty look.
FRENCHY
I'm a gambler...so sue me...
John turns to Gonzales
JOHN
You mind telling me the rules?
GONZALES
They're very simple...the crowd forms
a circle about ten feet in diameter...
and you two fight in that...stripped
to the waist, and any weapon you
want...as long as it's hand to hand.
55.
Donovan comes out with the Baroness. He takes out a white
handkerchief, and gestures to the crowd.
DONOVAN
Form the circle!
The men in the crowd form themselves into a circle.
GONZALES
Take off your guns and remove your
upper clothing.
John complies. Ben takes his gunbelt and uniform jacket.
GONZALES
What kind of weapon do you want?
JOHN
I'll take a saber.
DESCARTES
You sure, Monsieur? Perhaps a club
would be more approbriate weapon for
you?
Frenchy launches a tirade of Gallic invective at Descartes. He
whitens in anger.
BEN
What did she just call him?
JOHN
Believe me, you don't want to know.
Gonzales takes a saber from one of his men, and hands it to
John.
JOHN
I'm ready.
Frenchy kisses him.
FRENCHY
For luck...mon chevalier...now go
out and kill that son of a bitch.
Donovan steps into the center of the circle.
DONOVAN
I just want to remind everybody about
the rules...
(a beat)
There ain't any!
56.
They crowd howls in laughter.
DONOVAN
As long as neither of you brought
a gun, you can do whatever you want...
and only one of you walks out of
here alive!
He holds the handkerchief up.
DONOVAN
When this hits the ground, go at
it.
GONZALES
One last thing...don't fall into
the crowd, they will beat the hell
out of you.
JOHN
Oh, thanks...
Donovan drops the handkerchief, and runs into the crowd. The
two combatants advance slowly toward each other.
DESCARTES
I promise to make this as quick and
painless as I can.
JOHN
Just watch out for yourself.
Descartes opens up with an aggressive attack that, drives John
back, but John quickly recovers, and launches a counter-attack
that surprises Descartes.
DESCARTES
You are better than I thought you'd
be. I thought you Americans were
all so in love with your guns that
a gentleman's weapon was beyond you.
JOHN
And what would you know about being
a gentlemen?
Descartes launches another attack.
DESCARTES
You do have a crude skill...but you
lack subtlety...the thrust is much
more effective...than the slash...
observe...
57.
He thrusts at John who barely dodges.
DESCARTES
The true master of the blade only
uses the edge to make to small cuts...
He slashes John's arm, slightly.
DESCARTES
Causing his opponent small wounds
that slowly weaken him through loss
of blood.
He cuts John on the chest.
DESCARTES
Thus slowing his reflexes...leaving
him open to a...
Descartes lunges, but John is ready for him, and he ends up
spitted on John's saber. For a moment he stands there looking
incredulously at the sword sticking out of his gut.
JOHN
Here endeth the lesson.
John pulls his saber from Descartes. Descartes falls slowly to
the ground. Donovan comes back into the circle.
DONOVAN
Congratulations...you've just been
promoted. You're now Commander-in-
bloody-Chief of all of Sanctuary's
forces.
JOHN
Oh...does a raise come with it?
The Baroness walks over to them.
BARONESS
Monetary compensation can be arranged...
She touches the blood oozing from his chest.
BARONESS
And perhaps a nice...bonus...as well.
She slowly licks the blood from her fingers, to Donovan's
annoyance.
DONOVAN
Get a shirt on, before that sun rips
the skin offa you.
58.
He walks off. John looks around, and sees Frenchy, and Ben
collecting money from the crowd. He goes over to them. Frenchy
greets him with a hug and kiss.
FRENCHY
It seems that you are my good luck
charm...look.
She shows him the money. He takes part of it.
JOHN
I do the bleeding...I get half.
She kisses him again. Ben hands him his gunbelt, and uniform
jacket. While he puts them back on, Gonzales comes up and gives
him a mock salute.
GONZALES
Congratulations, Colonel...I hope
all of your victories are as satisfying.
(a beat)
I noticed her Excellency also admired
your performance.
JOHN
So?
BEN
Hell, Colonel...all you hadda do
was cock an eyebrow, and she woulda
ripped your pants off, and taken
you in fronta the entire crowd.
John buttons his jacket.
JOHN
Too bad for the Baroness...because
I wouldn't have her if I found her
naked in my bed on Christmas Day.
GONZALES
Let's take this someplace a bit more
private.
They go to an alleyway between two jacals.
GONZALES
You may want to reconsider taking
her Excellency up on her none too
subtle offer.
JOHN
Ramon...she's a bloodthirsty bitch.
59.
GONZALES
Maybe...but you saw Donovan's reaction
when she came on to you. That's
dissension in the enemy's highest
ranks...and we must cultivate it.
Frenchy touches John's shoulder.
FRENCHY
John...he's right...
JOHN
You realize what you're asking?
FRENCHY
I told you that I used to glean information
out of pillow talk...sometimes that
meant sleeping with men who made
my skin crawl.
She shudders slightly.
FRENCHY
I took a lot of baths during that
time.
John lifts her face to his.
JOHN
You did what you had to do...just
like us soldiers in the field...
He tries to kiss her, but she sees people watching them, and
gives him a slap.
JOHN
Heyyy!
FRENCHY
Macroix...you dare try to kiss me
after flirting with that teutonic
cow!
The spectators scurry off. Gonzales goes and looks around the
corner.
GONZALES
It's alright...you've frightened
them off.
JOHN
She damned near frightened me off.
Frenchy turns to Gonzales.
60.
FRENCHY
How are things progressing on the
silver cross front?
GONZALES
Well enough...my men collected a
fair amount last night. They are
being melted down as we speak.
JOHN
That's all well and good...but that
still leaves getting our hands on
the dynamite...
Gonzales claps John on the shoulder.
GONZALES
As the new Commander in Chief, you
can order some at your leisure...
JOHN
See to it...
(to Ben)
Go with him, Sergeant...I want you
to learn as much as you can about
it.
Ben salutes John.
BEN
Yo!
Ben and Gonzales exit. Frenchy grabs John by the arm.
FRENCHY
You're coming with me...
JOHN
Why?
She flashes him a grin.
FRENCHY
You need a crash course in seducing
the enemy before tonight.
JOHN
What's to...
(a beat)
Ohhhh...good thing I'm a fast learner.
FRENCHY
Not too fast I hope...
61.
INT. FRENCHY'S PLACE-NIGHT
Frenchy helps John arrange his dress uniform.
JOHN
I feel naked without my guns.
FRENCHY
One does not attend a rendevous armed...
even if it is with the Bitch Queen
of the Black Forest.
Ben and Gonzales enter. They both restrain chuckles when they
see John.
GONZALES
Aiyee! All you lack is a rose for
your teeth, my friend.
JOHN
You know...about a year ago I had
General Sherman's army hunting for
me...I miss that now.
Gonzales claps John on the shoulder.
GONZALES
I don't blame you, my friend...I've
been chased by an army or two in
my time. It was an exhilirating
experiance.
Frenchy hands John his hat.
FRENCHY
No time for boy talk...there's an
eager Frau Venus waiting for her
Tannhauser, remember?
John puts his hat on. Frenchy adjusts it.
FRENCHY
There's a good piece of advice Rose
Greenhow gave me the first time I
did this..."Close your eyes, think
of pleasant things, and remember
what you came there for..."
JOHN
Uh huh...and just what is that, praytell?
FRENCHY
Just go...
62.
She shoves him toward the door.
FRENCHY
And don't you dare enjoy it.
JOHN
I won't...believe me.
He exits.
EXT. SANCTUARY
John walks across the compound, until he reaches the Baroness'
quarters. He knocks on the door, and it is opened by the
Shaman, now wearing a butler's livery.
JOHN
Her Excellency is expecting me.
SHAMAN
Follow me, Senor.
John goes inside.
INT. BARONESS' HOUSE
The Shaman takes John to the center of the room.
SHAMAN
Wait here...
He exits up a set of stairs. John looks around the room, which
is decorated with occult themed art, much of it pornographic.
He notices a statue of the Devil in a corner. His eyes pause at
the statue's crotch, and he grins mockingly.
JOHN
You wish...
The Shaman returns,
SHAMAN
Her Excellency will see you now...
He takes John up the stairs to a door, and knocks. The Baroness
opens it, and faces the Shaman.
BARONESS
You may leave now...I shall ring if
we require anything...
(a beat)
Which won't be likely...
63.
The Shaman bows.
SHAMAN
Si, your Excellency.
He exits. The Baroness takes John by the arm.
BARONESS
Come with me, Colonel.
She takes John into the...
BEDROOM
...And sits him down on the bed. She gildes over to a table set
with cavier and toast.
BARONESS
Have you ever had cavier, Colonel?
JOHN
No...
The Baroness spreads some cavier on a piece of toast, and takes
it to John.
BARONESS
Try some.
John takes the cavier, and samples it.
JOHN
A mite salty.
BARONESS
And that is is why there is champagne.
She moves to an ice bucket that holds a magnum of champagne.
She takes the bottle and works the cork slowly and sensually.
BARONESS
Too many people think you should
just let it explode...spilling good
champagne all over the floor...I
believe in saving it for the glass...
JOHN
Well, drinking it out of the glass
is easier, so I hear.
The cork pops, and the Baroness pours two glasses. She brings
the glasses over to the bed, and sits beside John. She hands
him one.
64.
BARONESS
To new opportunties.
She clinks her glass against his.
JOHN
Confusion to the enemy.
The Baroness intertwines her arm with his, and they drink. They
pull their arms apart, and the Baroness places their glasses on
the nightstand.
BARONESS
Colonel...have you given some thought
to your future...I mean after we
have conquered Mexico?
JOHN
Not much...I quess stay on as a general
in the new regime...or go back to
Texas.
She slides an arm around his neck.
BARONESS
And what waits for you back in Texas?
JOHN
My family has 20,000 acres northwest
of San Antonio. I'm kind of hoping
what I make here will help them keep
it safe from carpetbaggers and such.
The Baroness snuggles closer to him.
BARONESS
And what if I were to tell you that
you could aspire to much more than
that...
JOHN
I'd say..."Ma'am, I hope you ain't
pullin' some fancy city girl trick
on this ol' country boy."
The Baroness laughs.
BARONESS
You are very good at this game, Colonel.
(a beat)
I represent a group that is commited
to a new order...one world, one empire...
ruled by the elite, the select...
65.
JOHN
Really?
BARONESS
Yes...and none of this nonsense of
begging the peasants for a few years
in power either. The rulers would
rule!
The Baroness kisses him repeatedly.
BARONESS
And you could be a part of that...
with wealth...and power...beyond
your wildest dreams.
JOHN
And what about Donovan?
BARONESS
He is merely an investment...he
would be merely be running a bolt
hole for outlaws if not for us.
Her kisses grow more intense.
JOHN
And Alje...?
She places a finger on his lips.
BARONESS
Shhh...they'll be time enough for
questions later...
She pulls him down upon the bed.
BARONESS
...In the morning.
INT. SHACK-NIGHT
Frenchy, Gonzales, and JUAN, a nervous little man, watch as an
elderly SILVERSMITH takes molten silver from a melting pot, and
pours it into a bullet mold. Ben loads his revolvers with
already forged silver bullets.
FRENCHY
I see you like being prepared.
BEN
I reckon I live longer that way...
66.
Ben closes up his guns, and starts on a new pair.
SILVERSMITH
Padre...the new bullets are ready.
Juan comes forward.
JUAN
You shouldn't be calling me Padre...
GONZALES
Nonsense...being a priest is in the
heart, not the cloth.
Juan looks over the mileu dubiously.
JUAN
Perhaps...but I suspect the Church
would find blessing bullets highly
irregular...cloth or no...
GONZALES
A good priest can bless just about
anything.
The Silversmith places the bullets into a bucket of water. As
the steam rises Juan says a benediction over the bullets.
INTERCUT WITH:
EXT. SANCTUARY
Dononvan approaches the shack with a squad of Jaguar Knights and
Inez in tow.
INTERCUT WITH
INT. SHACK
The Silversmith places the cooled bullets on a pile of bullets.
FRENCHY
How many have you got so far?
SILVERSMITH
Over a hundred...rifle and pistol...
Donovan enters with Inez.
DONOVAN
What's all this then?
67.
GONZALES
Just showing the Mademoiselle some
of Senor Valdez's artistry.
DONOVAN
Like makin' silver bullets now?
Gonzalez steps forward.
GONZALES
Donovan...don't you have...
Inez points at Ben.
INEZ
He killed Lupe!
DONOVAN
You sure?
INEZ
I told you his scent was here...
Donovan faces the group.
DONOVAN
Alright...you're all comin' with
me...this place is surrounded.
Inez heads for Ben.
INEZ
I want his blood!
DONOVAN
No...I need 'em alive...
Inez screams, and transforms.
DONOVAN
Back off...BACK OFF!!!
Juan steps forward, drawing a cross in the air.
JUAN
In Nominae Deo, Retro Sat...
Inez mauls him to death. Ben picks up a gun and fires, and she
goes down. The Jaguar Knights come pouring into the room. Ben
opens fire on them.
DONOVAN
Dammit, I said I want 'em alive!
68.
FRENCHY
Ben get out of here!
Ben grabs more guns, and kicks open the back door. He exits
blasting his way through more Jaguar Knights.
INTERCUT WITH:
EXT. SANCTUARY
Ben shoots his way past the Jaguar Knights and disappears into
the darkness.
INTERCUT WITH:
INT. SHACK
The Silversmith is killed by transformed Jaguar Knights. Two,
still human, Knights hold Frenchy and Gonzales fast. Donovan
goes over to them.
DONOVAN
You're lucky...once the killin' starts
they're hard to stop.
He gestures to the feeding were-jaguars.
DONOVAN
Too bad about him and the priest...
but they weren't important...
and we'll catch up with your big
friend soon enough.
He faces the Knights.
DONOVAN
Take 'em to the cellar.
The Knights haul the prisoners away.
INT. BEDROOM
John and the Baroness lie together in bed. She swings on top of
him, and pins his wrists to the mattress.
BARONESS
I like to be the dominant one, mein
schatz...is that a problem?
JOHN
No...whatever makes you happy, your
Excellency...
69.
She kisses him. There is a knock at the door. She tries to
ignore it, by the knocking grows louder.
BARONESS
Scheisse!
She gets out of bed. Grabbing her robe off the floor, she pulls
it on as she goes to the door. She opens the door to find
Donovan there, grinning at her, with two Jaguar Knights backing
him up.
BARONESS
Sebastian, you are a pig.
DONOVAN
You think so, darlin'...just wait
until you find out what you're fine
southern gentleman's been up to.
She looks at John, who's dressing.
BARONESS
What are you talking about?
DONOVAN
Earlier today I got wind that someone
was makin' bullets outta silver crosses...
and guess who it was...Gonzales and
the Creole girl.
The Baroness glowers at John. She goes over to him and gives
him a slap.
BARONESS
That's for thinking I was stupid.
JOHN
Inviting me up here was your idea,
your Excellency
She slaps him again, and faces Dononvan.
BARONESS
For your sake...Gonzales and the
girl had better still be alive.
DONOVAN
They're in the cellar...
(a beat)
It was a bad fight though...we lost
five Jaguar Knights, and Inez. And
that big hick of a sergeant got away.
We're still lookin' for him.
70.
The Baroness clenches her fists.
BARONESS
HE'S NEARLY TWO METERS TALL...HOW
HARD CAN HE BE TO FIND!!!
She takes a moment to calm down.
BARONESS
Take him to the cellar.
The Jaguar Knights go in, grab John, and haul him toward the
door. The Baroness gives him a passing sneer.
BARONESS
You should have chosen illumination,
liebchen.
The Knight's take John out of the room.
INT. CELLAR
Frenchy and Gonzales are chained to a wall. The Shaman is
heating irons in a brazier. The door opens and the Jaguar
Knights bring John in, followed by Donovan and the Baroness.
DONOVAN
Everything's ready for you, your
Excellency.
The Baroness goes to Gonzales, and examines the bruises on his
face.
BARONESS
I see that the Knights amused themselves
before I got here.
DONOVAN
He put up a fight...
(a beat)
The girl's still fresh as daisy for
you, though.
The Baroness goes to a table where tools for torture have been
arranged, including the melting pot, still full of molten
silver.
DONOVAN
I saved the silver...I assumed you'd
find a use for it.
The Baroness stirs the silver with a metal spoon.
71.
BARONESS
Thank you, Sebastian...it's just
right too...
(a beat)
As hot as brimstone from Hell!
Alejandro enters.
ALEJANDRO
Just so you know, your summons interrupted
a sifter of 50 year old Cognac.
FRENCHY
Ooo...you should've brought the bottle.
The Baroness walks over to Frenchy.
BARONESS
Very good, mon petit, I'm glad you
still have your wit...
She runs a finger down Frenchy's cheek.
BARONESS
I'm sure it'll make your screams
all the more amusing
JOHN
There's no need for that...I'll tell
you what you want to know.
BARONESS
Sorry, liebchen...but I've already
guessed that you're agents of the
Ithacan Foundation. This is punishment,
not interrogation.
JOHN
Then punish me, leave her out of
it.
The Baroness laughs evilly.
BARONESS
So heroic...too bad it's a wasted
effort.
She faces Frenchy.
BARONESS
You really should learn to control
your emotions, mon petite...you look
postively flushed.
73.
She strokes Frenchy's cheek again.
BARONESS
Fortunately, I have just the solution...
your face needs just a touch...of
silver.
Laughing she heads for the table. She stirs the silver until
she has a good sized glob at the end of her spoon. Then she
turns toward Frenchy.
BARONESS
Let's see how your Colonel's likes
it after you've been kissed with this!
INTERCUT WITH:
EXT. SANCTUARY
Two Jaguar Knights guard the door to the Baroness' house. Ben
sneaks up on the door. He pauses, draws his guns, and charges
the door with a rebel yell.
INTERCUT WITH:
INT CELLAR
The noise from outside distracts the Baroness. Frenchy kicks
the spoon out of the Baroness' hand, spewing silver in all
directions. One big globule hits the Baroness on the cheek,
and she screams.
BARONESS
Idioten! Haven't I told you to bind
their legs too?
She turns to one of the Jaguar knights and gives him a command
in Yaqui. He nods, and morphs.
BARONESS
This won't be as exquisitely painful
as I would have liked...but you will
suffer...I promise you.
John slugs his remaining guard, and runs for the table.
BARONESS
Stop him you fools!
John reaches the table, grabs the melting pot, and flings it's
contents onto the still morphing Jaguar Knights. The half
transformed creature screams, and falls to the floor twitching.
74.
BARONESS
KILLLL HIMMMM!!!
The Shaman grabs the two hot irons from the fire, while Donovan
tries to subdue John.
DONOVAN
You bastard!
John grabs Donovan by the arm and spins him around. With his
free hand, he pulls out Donovan's gun from its holster and sends
two shots into the advancing Chief Priest. After the Chief
Priest falls, John pushes Donovan away and confronts the group.
JOHN
I've got four bullets left in here...
He gestures to the Baroness
JOHN
You...get over here.
BARONESS
You wouldn't kill a woman...
JOHN
I wouldn't bet on that, your Excellency...
I stopped thinking of you as a woman
several miles back...
The Baroness complies. John takes her arm roughly and pulls her
to him.
JOHN
Alright, here are the rules...I tell
you what I want you to do...and if
you don't do it, I shoot the Baroness.
After that I don't care who's next...
understand?
Donovan, Alejandro, and the surviving Knight nod their heads.
JOHN
Good...now, unchain my friends.
Donovan pulls a key out of a pocket, goes over to Frenchy and
Gonzales, and unlocks their chains. Gonzales and Frenchy stand
for a minute rubbing their wrists.
JOHN
Chain two of them up in your place,
then find some rope and tie the last
one up.
75.
Frenchy and Gonzales chain Alejandro and Donovan to the wall.
Then they secure rope, bind the Jaguar Knight, and join John.
JOHN
At dawn you can get her back...at
the storehouse. Until then, if any
of you try anything, all you'll get
back is a corpse, understand?
DONOVAN
Yeah...
JOHN
See you at dawn, then.
John, Frenchy, and Gonzales exit, dragging the Baroness all the
way.
BARONESS' HOUSE
They come out of the cellar, and find Ben waiting for them.
JOHN
That was a timely intervention, Sergeant.
BEN
Por nada...
John turns to Gonzales.
JOHN
Go and get Saxon...then the both
of you collect as many of your men
you can, and meet us at the storehouse
before dawn.
GONZALES
As you wish, Colonel...and what is
your plan once the regiment is mustered?
JOHN
I'll let you know as soon as I have
one.
Gonzales laughs.
GONZALES
How did the South lose with you on
their side, my friend?
BEN
The Yanks had us outnumbered four
to one.
76.
GONZALES
I thought as much...
Gonzales exits.
BARONESS
You are all fools...
Frenchy slugs the Baroness into unconciousness.
JOHN
Well, I'm always going to remember
your birthday.
FRENCHY
It's February 10th...I was a Mardi
Gras baby.
INT. STOREHOUSE--NIGHT
The door to the warehouse opens, and the still groggy Baroness
is flung into the darkened room. John, Ben, and Frenchy, come
in close behind her. Frenchy gathers lamps while John closes
and bolts the door.
JOHN
Bring those lamps over here.
Frenchy does so. John takes one, strikes a match, and lights
one of the lamps.
BARONESS
Are you sure you want to do that?
There's a lot of black powder and
coal oil in here.
JOHN
I know...if your friends decide to
get stupid I can use this to blow
us all to kingdom come.
BARONESS
Very clever...too bad it won't do
you any good.
Frenchy goes over to the Baroness.
FRENCHY
Do you want to be knocked out again?
BARONESS
Go ahead...it'll take my mind off
my face.
77.
BEN
Well Ma'am...you did bring it on
yourself.
Frenchy distributes lit lamps throughout the room.
FRENCHY
Don't waste time on her. She's just
mad because she can't go "mirror,
mirror, on the wall," anymore.
BARONESS
Be careful what you quote from, mon
petite...I grew up on the original
versions of those stories...and they
weren't about fairy godmothers and
gingerbread houses...I assure you.
There is a furtive knock at the door. John and Ben ready their
guns.
JOHN
Who's there?
BARONESS
Der wind, der wind, der himmelische
kind.
GONZALES (o.s.)
It's me, Major De la Vega...with
Saxon...and friends.
John looks out the window, confirms who it is, and opens the
door. Gonzales and Saxon come in, followed by about 50 of their
men.
GONZALES
Better than a wooden horse, eh?
JOHN
Frenchy...issue everyone of these
men one of the new Winchesters and
ammunition to go with it.
Frenchy throws him a salute.
FRENCHY
Oui, mon colonel.
She goes into the back with some of the men. Saxon goes over to the Baroness.
SAXON
Not so pretty now, are ya?
78.
JOHN
Saxon...leave it be.
SAXON
This squarehead bitch made me eat
a lot of shit...I wanna see how she
likes it.
John advances to Saxon.
JOHN
I said, leave it be.
SAXON
Is that an order, Colonel?
JOHN
If that's the way you want to take
it.
Gonzales steps between them.
GONZALES
Gentlemen...let's not forget we're
on the same side.
SAXON
Just keep her out of my way.
Frenchy comes back, bearing Winchesters. John takes one and
checks it over loaded.
BEN
Well, at least, we'll face 'em comfortable.
GONZALES
We're better than comfortable...hey,
Swede! Come over here.
SWEDE, a stolid Scandanavian comes over.
GONZALES
Colonel, allow me to introduce Sven
Larson...or Swede as we call him...
formerly of the Nobel company.
John looks him over.,
JOHN
Let me guess, you came with the dynamite?
SWEDE
Ja...I'm de expert.
79.
JOHN
You sure you want to switch sides
like this?
Swede gives the Baroness a dirty look.
SWEDE
Nobody told me that I'd be helpin'
black vitchcraft ven dey hired me.
BARONESS
Oh, please...witchcraft is something
else entirely.
JOHN
Just ignore her...we've got a lot
to do before dawn.
EXT. SANCTUARY--DAWN
Donovan, Alejandro, and their forces are arrayed outside the
storehouse. Donovan strides up before it , and puts his
hands to his mouth like a megaphone.
DONOVAN
Hello, the storehouse!
The door opens, and John steps outside, bearing a Winchester.
JOHN
I assume you're here for the Baroness?
DONOVAN
Just send her out.
JOHN
Sure enough...
He goes back inside. A few moments later, the Baroness comes
out, and runs to Donovan. He looks her cheek over.
DONOVAN
It looks bad.
BARONESS
Of course it looks bad, you fool!
I was hit in the face with molten
metal.
Donovan takes the Baroness back to their lines.
DONOVAN
How many are in there?
80.
BARONESS
About fifty...all of Gonzales' men,
and most of Saxon's.
DONOVAN
Bloody hell...and they've got most
of the ammunition and the dynamite.
BARONESS
And the dynamite expert...Larson's
gone over to them.
They reach their lines. Alejandro steps forward.
DONOVAN
There's fifty of them in there...
includin' my dynamite expert.
ALEJANDRO
What of it...we have my Jaguar Knights...
and we have all the silver bullets.
BARONESS
They also have our supply of coal
oil...combined with dynamite that
should be very effective against our
shape shifters.
Alejandro looks nervously at the storehouse.
ALEJANDRO
So now what do we do?
DONOVAN
Well, a direct assault's out...that's
bloody obvious...
(a beat)
Surround the place, bottle 'em up.
BARONESS
Oh, that's brilliant.
DONOVAN
Look...they haven't got any food
or water, and after a few hours that
place is gonna be like an oven. If
we're patient, we can have this over
with before nightfall.
The Baroness glowers at Donovan.
BARONESS
PATIENT!?! Look at my face! Do
you think I want to be patient?
81.
DONOVAN
I've got more to worry about than
the fact you got your looks spoiled.
BARONESS
Have someone fetch my books...you
know the ones. I can have this over
with in less than an hour...
(a beat)
Then we will have fifty hearts to
feed the sacred flames.
INT. STOREHOUSE
John looks out the window at the proceedings outside. Gonzales,
Ben, and Saxon, are seeing to the deployment of the men at the
other windows.
GONZALES
What's going on?
JOHN
They're mostly talking...They'll
be surrounding this place soon. Try
to let heat and thirst do the work.
(a beat)
I hate being pinned down...never
had the patience for it...
SAXON
Hell, don't you Texas boys say "Remember
the Alamo?"
JOHN
I prefer to remember San Jaciento...
we won that one.
John grins at Gonzales.
JOHN
No offense, Major.
GONZALES
None taken...my father rebelled against
Santa Anna, too...the general just
had that effect on people.
John notices some movement going on outside, he looks out the window.
JOHN
Now, this is strange.
82.
GONZALES
What?
JOHN
They've sent somebody up to the main
house. And all those troops are
just staying in place. Donovan isn't
stupid...so he must have something
up his sleeve.
Frenchy comes over to the window.
FRENCHY
More likely the Baroness...fancy tricks
are her line. And I'll bet she sent
that man back to the house for her
grimoires.
JOHN
Her what?
FRENCHY
Her spell books. I get the feeling
she's going to want to conjure up
something extremely nasty.
Ben looks nervously out the window.
BEN
Nastier than Jaguar folk?
FRENCHY
Much nastier.
John looks around the storehouse.
JOHN
Major...is there a back door to this
place?
GONZALES
Sort of...
Gonzales points to the back.
GONZALES
The back wall was falling apart when
Donovan took over...he made some basic
repairs, but most of the adobe will
still crumble in your hand.
JOHN
Bueno...
83.
John draws a schematic on the wall with his finger.
JOHN
How fast can you make a hole in it
a man can crawl through without being
seen by our friends outside?
GONZALES
Ten, maybe twenty minutes. You finally
have a plan?
JOHN
Maybe...Can you take 30 men, and
sneak around behind them.
Gonzales grins.
GONZALES
In my sleep...
JOHN
Good...those of us who stay will
be giving them something to think
about...that should buy you some
cover.
He faces Frenchy.
JOHN
I want you to go with them. I need
you to take care of the Baroness,
and whatever...thing...she's going
to whistle up.
FRENCHY
All right...
She kisses him.
FRENCHY
But you'd better survive this, or
I'll never forgive you.
JOHN
Well, I wouldn't exactly think highly
of myself either.
He turns to Ben.
JOHN
I want you go with them too, Sergeant.
You seem to know something about
this magic business. And you're
the best man in an open fight I know.
84.
John walks over to where Swede is putting sticks of dynamite
into clay jars full of coal oil.
JOHN
How are those party favors coming
along?
SWEDE
You can have vun of dese a man for
dat raid you're plannin'.
He points at a jar.
SWEDE
Ven de dynamite goes off de coal
oil gets ignited.
JOHN
How big a spread?
SWEDE
Two meters...about six to eight feet.
John picks up a jar and feels its weight.
JOHN
What are you timing the fuses for?
SWEDE
About five seconds...
JOHN
That's cutting it close.
SWEDE
You gotta have 'em blow up ven dey
hit, or it's not gonna vork.
Gonzales comes over.
GONZALES
We'll have to be very close to throw
one of these things.
JOHN
Just remember to duck.
EXT. SANCTUARY--DAY
Two of the Jaguar Knights return from the main house. One is
carrying a collection of old, large books, and the other is
carrying a brazier. They take them to the Baroness. She
snatches up one of the books, and leafs through it.
85.
BARONESS
No, this one requires a virgin
sacrifice...this one will take all
day...
She leafs through more of the book.
BARONESS
Useless...useless...USELESS!!!
She throws it to the ground, and picks up another. She leafs
through the second book, comes to a certain page, and smiles.
BARONESS
Ahhh...perfect...
She faces Donovan.
BARONESS
I need at least 10 feet of open space.
DONOVAN
Okay...
She turns to the knights
BARONESS
Did one of you remember to bring my
chalk?
The Jaguar Knight with the brazier pulls out a large stick of
chalk from his pocket. The Baroness snatches it away. Alejandro
comes over as she draws a large circle on the ground.
ALEJANDRO
How long will this take? Some of
my people are beginning to grumble.
BARONESS
Less than an hour...and you shall
join me. After all, they should
see a god participate when a miracle
occurs.
ALEJANDRO
If you say so.
INT. STOREHOUSE
Near the back, John, Ben,and Gonzales, are putting the finishing
touches on a large hole in the warehouse wall. Meanwhile, Saxon
and Frenchy are watching events throught the front window.
86.
JOHN
Okay...we're finished ...what are
are they doing?
SAXON
Her hoity toitiness is drawin' a
big star with a circle around it
on the ground.
FRENCHY
It's called a pentagram...and it
means big trouble.
JOHN
Alright...let's get going.
A group of men, and Frenchy head for the hole. Swede issues
each of them a firebomb.
GONZALES
One at a time, head for the arroyo
behind the old mill, we will gather
there, and make for the stables...
that should bring us behind them.
The men go through the hole Frenchy pauses to give John a kiss.
JOHN
Stay alive...
FRENCHY
You too...
They hug desperately Gonzales puts a hand on John's shoulder.
GONZALES
Enough, you two...
Reluctantly, they pull apart. John looks at Gonzales.
JOHN
I know you have thirty men to watch
over...but...
Gonzales pats him on the shoulder.
GONZALES
I will bring her back to you, my
friend.
BEN
And you know I'll look out for her
too, Colonel.
87.
FRENCHY
Right and I'll be the proper heroine...
standing helplessly to one side while
the big strong men protect me.
John looks at Ben.
BEN
Don't look at me...you're the one
fallin' in love with her.
John sighs.
JOHN
Just get going.
They go through the hole. John goes back to the window, and
takes up his Winchester.
JOHN
Okay...let's make ourselves irritating.
SAXON
I'm good at that...or so I'm told.
They both point their rifles out their respective windows.
EXT. SANCTUARY--DAY
The Baroness is kneeling inside a large pentacle drawn a little
off to the side of the warehouse. Alejandro stands outside with
a drawn knife.
BARONESS
Do you understand what you're supposed
to do?
ALEJANDRO
Shouldn't there be a sacrifice? You've
told me that...
BARONESS
There will be blood aplenty for my
demon once I send it against those
in the warehouse. Are your Jaguar
Knights ready?
He looks over at the Jaguar Knights, who are trembling with
antipatipation.
ALEJANDRO
Yes...although I fail to see why they
will be needed.
88.
BARONESS
My demon won't be able to catch them
all...
(a beat)
Remember...I need to concentrate
totally on this spell...one moment
of divided attention...one word wrongly
placed or mispronounced and...well...
it wouldn't be pleasant.
The Baroness chants. Alejandro walks around the pentagram,
pausing at each of the star's five points to twirl his knife,
and chant. A Yaqui Chief cames up to Donovan.
YAQUI CHIEF
Why doesn't Tezcatlipoca wave his
hand, and make the walls crumble
around his enemies? And we have
noticed that he needs the white woman
to call upon the spirits.
DONOVAN
You're askin' the wrong person, I
just keep the place runnin'. I leave
the miracles up to...
A shot rings out from the warehouse. Donovan jerks to avoid the
bullet.
DONOVAN
BLOO-DY HELL!!!
More shots come out from the warehouse. There are numerous
richochets, and the men scatter for cover. The Yaqui Chief goes
off back to his people, shaking his head sarcastically.
DONOVAN
It's only harassment fire, y'idiots...
they haven't hit anybody! Now, get
back into position, and return fire!
A few of the men try to do exactly that, but the fire from the
warehouse turns deadly at this point, and some of Dononvan's men
go down.
DONOVAN
Sweet, bloody, Jesus!
He runs to a small ruined wall, and pulls out his revolver.
DONOVAN
Okay...somebody lay down some covering
fire on those windows! Muldoon! You
take some men, and swing around behind...
89.
The air shimmers above the Pentagram. A large, ethereal,
creature, takes form. Alejandro looks up at it, impressed.
ALEJANDRO
The old magic lives again.
A RIFLEMAN, intently watches the events in the main compound
while taking cover from the stable wall. A knife appears in his
back. He goes down. Gonzales, Ben, and Frenchy, advance along
the stable wall, they take a look at the still forming creature.
BEN
What the hell is that?
FRENCHY
Something from Hell...
Gonzales crosses himself.
GONZALES
Madre de Dios...
BEN
Fightin' jaguar folk was bad enough...
how do we stop something like that?
FRENCHY
Well, I can think of something...
Frenchy takes careful aim with her Winchester, and fires. The
Baroness grabs her shoulder. She looks up at the demon, now
freed from her control.
BARONESS
Ach, scheisse...
The creature lets loose a roar, then reaches out and claws one
of Donovan's men to death clawing him to rags. It turns its
attention to the rest of Donovan's men.
MULDOON
JESUS!!!
The outlaws fire at it, but to no avail, as the creature wades
into them. The Baroness runs for cover. Frenchy, Ben, and
Gonzales watch the massacre.
GONZALES
Now what do we do?
FRENCHY
Stay hidden...that demon will soon
get tired of wrecking general havoc,
and go back to where it came from.
90.
Ben looks nervously at the demon.
BEN
You sure about that?
FRENCHY
Demons don't find our plane very
comfortable...and the Baroness didn't
have time to invoke the spells to
alleviate that.
BEN
Ohhh...
INT. WAREHOUSE--DAY
John, Saxon, and their men watch the creature inflict harm on
Donovan's forces.
SAXON
I dunno what that critter is...but
I'm proud to call him a gentleman.
EXT. SANCTUARY--DAY
Alejandro runs over to his Jaguar Knights, barking orders in
Yaqui. They morph into their jaguar forms. From her cover, the
hidden Baroness desperately trys to get his attention.
BARONESS
Alejandro...no! The Knights can't...
The Knights charge the demon, and many are mauled.
BARONESS
Why do I bother? They never listen.
She exits quickly. The creature continues battling the Jaguar
Knights but with less vigor than before.
FRENCHY
It's weakening...let's go...
Gonzales pauses to light a cigarillo.
GONZALES
Oui, Mon General...
He gestures to the men, and the party goes out. The compound
becomes wracked by bullets and exploding fire bombs. Gonzales
lights his bomb with his cigarillo and flings it into the
surviving Jaguar Knights.
91.
GONZALES
Here, puss-puss...
The bomb explodes, incinerating the knights.
GONZALES
I've always preferred dogs anyway.
Ben blasts his way through the enemy ranks. He finds the Jaguar
Women blocking his path.
JAGUAR WOMAN
YOU!!!
BEN
Yeah, I know, I killed Lupe and Inez...
He runs off, they follow him. He leads them straight into the
grasp of the demon. He turns and watches as the demon tears
them apart.
BEN
Some people just have one track minds
Frenchy lights her fire bomb with Gonzales' cigarillo.
FRENCHY
Pardonez moi...
She flings her bomb into the creature's face, where it explodes.
The demon gives one final roar and dissipates.
INTERCUT WITH
INT. STOREHOUSE
John and Saxon watch as the demon vanishes.
JOHN
Let's move!
INTERCUT WITH
EXT. SANCTUARY
The door to the storehouse opens. John and Saxon lead their men
into the compound. The Yaquis join the fight against Dononvan's
men.
JOHN
Nice to have reinforcements.
92.
SAXON
I guess they had their fill of...
Alejandro comes up behind Saxon and cuts his throat. He faces
John.
ALEJANDRO
You have earned death, Grey Wolf...
death at my hands.
JOHN
Why bother? Your "people" will probably
tear you apart as they catch up with
you.
Alejandro advances.
ALEJANDRO
That is why you must die...I need
to tear out your heart and feed it
to the sacred flames...then they
they will embrace their god again!
John brings his rifle up, but Alejandro is on him before he can
fire. John knocks the knife out of Alejandro's hands, but
Alejandro grasps John about the throat.
ALEJANDRO
Witless mortal! This no mere man
who confronts you...
(a beat)
I AM TEZCATLIPOCA!!!
John struggles, grabbing at the knife. He gets his hands on it
and stabs Alejandro to the heart. The Yaqui sags into his arms,
and John flings him off
JOHN
Sic transit gloria mundi.
He gets up, dusts himself off, and goes over to Frenchy.
FRENCHY
Took you long enough.
JOHN
I was busy...
John looks the battlefield over. Most of Donovan's men are
trying to get away rather than shoot it out.
JOHN
Looks like it's just about over.
93.
John and Frenchy see out Gonzales standing over the dead body of
Alejandro.
JOHN
Has anybody seen Donovan, or the
Baroness?
GONZALES
Not as yet...
Behind them, a disheveled Donovan rises on his knees, holding
his pistol. He grins as he aims at the three of them. A shot
rings out o.s. Donovan jerks and falls flat on his face. John
looks around and sees Ben holstering one of his guns.
JOHN
Two down, one to go...
EXT. DESERT-DAY
The Baroness is riding away from Sanctuary. Briefly, she stops,
and looks back at the compound. She caresses her burned cheek,
frowns in the direction of the compound, and then kicks her
horse back into a fast gallop.
EXT. RIO GRANDE--DAY
Gonzales, John, Ben, and Frenchy ride up to the Rio Grande.
They stop in front of an old wooden bridge.
JOHN
We ran a fine course together, Major.
GONZALES
That we did, my friend...and don't
you worry...we will find her Excellency.
BEN
I wouldn't bet on it...that gal strikes
me as the type who lands on her feet.
Gonzales' expression become worried.
GONZALES
I hope you are wrong...that is one
woman I wouldn't want to spend my
life looking over my shoulder for.
FRENCHY
She's got enough problems of her
own...her superiors won't be happy
when she reports back to them.
94.
Gonzales slaps his forehead.
GONZALES
Carai...that reminds me...how am
I going to report this incident?
FRENCHY
Just leave out any references to
magic...and our names, of course.
GONZALES
Too bad really...Mexico owes you
a big debt...
He turns his horse around.
GONZALES
It was a joy working with the three
of you...vaya con Dios, my friends.
He rides away. Frenchy looks at John.
FRENCHY
Speaking of working together. We
did make a lively team didn't we?
JOHN
In more ways than one...I just hope
Mr. Buchanen doesn't mind.
FRENCHY
Don't worry, he's an old romantic
at heart.
Ben looks away theatrically.
BEN
(sotto voce)
Aw hell...they're startin' to get
all mushy now.
John looks at Frenchy's horse.
JOHN
You might want to think about changing
horses...that Connemara pony might
be fine for riding around the plantation...
FRENCHY
Hey...I'll have you know that this
little Irish princess will still be
going long after those Texas brushpoppers
you two ride are lying in our dust,
gasping for breath.
95.
John brings his horse closer to Frenchy's
JOHN
Really...you want to test that theory
out?
FRENCHY
No...I'd rather save my energy for
better things. Like this.
They lean together and kiss.
BEN
That's it, I'm outta here.
FADE OUT:
THE END
