Scorpion Teaser

EXT. DUSTY TOWN- NOON

A drifter slides down from a mule and walks into a saloon.

INT. SALOON- DAY

The place is empty and all the bottles are broke and covered in dust.

EXT. SALOON- DAY

The drifter squints his eyes and holds his hat as he walks across the street to a Barber shop.

INT. BARBER SHOP- DAY

The man cuts his neck slightly startled by the drifters presence.

BARBER

This place is closed. What do you want.

DRIFTER

A shave.

BARBER

They see us we are armadillo meat. Now I suggest you get on that ass out there and head north.

The drifter strikes a match with his finger and lights his cigar.

BARBER

Ain’t no women left in this town. If your needing a whore you need to head north. There’s a town up that way with a whore so good you’ll be stuck in her for a month. She likes it with the lights off if you know what I’m saying.

The drifter opens his trench coat revealing a unique display of weapons. The Barber spits and wipes his chin.

BARBER

Whoa! Now easy Mr. I’m just letting you know everyone’s cleared out of this place. It’s a ghost town. Sheriff was killed last week. By the cattle rustlers. I’m just here picking up my grandpa’s scissors. Honestly sir I was just about to leave.

DRIFTER

Well then. I guess you won’t be getting this here dollar bill.

BARBER

Well I guess I could make it quick.

DRIFTER

Here’s two dollars I don’t want to be pricked.

The drifter sits down in the barber chair and pulls down his scarf.

BARBER

Your him.

There is a hideous scar on the drifters neck.

BARBER

Your the one that the rustlers shot up. The said you lived but, we didn't believe. We thought it was bullshit.

The barber gets the drifter ready for a shave

BARBER

How many weapons you need friend but, I defiantly think you got enough of them.

The barber continues to groom the man.

DRIFTER

Shave it all off.

BARBER

Since your readying for war I’ll do that for you but, I don’t normally cut hair that short on account of my mother being scalped by an engine when I was younger.

A gust of wind blows down the dirt road and the Barber stares out the window.

BARBER

Yep, your head looks like a plucked chicken. I hope to god you aint going into engine country looking like that. They will put you in sand and let that bald head blister til the buzzards pick it off.

The barber walks to the window and is met by a heard of cattle headed full steam down the dirt road the cuts through the town.

BARBER

No!

The barber flies back in the shop full of smoking holes. Spurs jingle up to the door. The drifter sits motionless with blood on his head.

DEAD MAN 1

Aw. I really need a haircut.

DEAD MAN 2

Look at this fool. This is the cleanest dead man I’ve ever seen.

DRIFTER

Your the dirtiest.

The drifter throws a Boone knife straight through the head of the first dead man then hits the other guy in the eye with his boot knife.

DRIFTER

Now your double dead.

The drifter throws another boot knife in the dead man’s other eye. THe dead man gets one shot off and he holding the gun straight in the air.

INT. SALOON- NOON

The gang leaders sits down to have a drink.

GANG LEADER

Check that out.

A man in a sombrero gets up unwillingly walks to the saloon doors. He is met with a gun barrel to his head.

GANG LEADER

Whoa! Easy feller.

DRIFTER

I don’t have time to be easy.

GANG LEADER

Put your guns down.

The drifter puts a bullet through the guys head then pulls out twelve shots killing all twelve of the Gang leaders men.

DRIFTER

Your done.

GANG LEADER

Your forgetting about my men outside.

The gang leader smiles and looks outside.

DRIFTER

Your men aint out there I killed them too.

GANG LEADER

YOu must have wanted me real good and now that you got me her what you going to do.

DRIFTER

I’m going to leave.

The drifter sends six shots to the top of the Gang leaders head. The Gang leader touches his head and looks at his bloody hand.