Inscape 2019

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Munny

Dylan Lewis (Based on the characters by David Webb Peoples.) Darkness. The sound of a large fire fades in. We also hear the bursting and collapsing of a great amount of burning wood. It grows louder, and builds until it’s deafening, and we... CUT TO: I/E. BLEAKBELLOW - NIGHT Texas-New Mexico border: 1870 We see the night sky, veiled by an unending coat of storm clouds. Rain starts to fall. There’s an echo of thunder, in the distance. The drops gain speed, and plummet to the Earth, at a rapid rate. The camera pans down to an old west saloon engulfed in flames. There are three corpses sprawled along the ground, at the entrance: a cowboy and two whores. Parts of their bodies have been ripped away from gunfire. Their blood has mixed together in a small pool and been splattered on the wall. The fire reflects off it, while their clothes soak in the incandescent liquid. More bodies are inside, burning along with the rest of the saloon. We close in on a puddle of blood, as it boils in the flame next to another corpse. A silhouette makes its way out the saloon, and creeps towards the camera. It holds four bottles of whiskey, two in each hand. The figure turns its head, and reveals half its face in the flames. WILLIAM. MOTHERFUCKING. MUNNY. Between twenty-five and thirty years old. He’s got a welt on his left brow and blood on his face, the latter of which is not his. He wears a black Knudsen hat. His head is full of brown hair that runs down through his coarse beard. He’s got on a roughed up, jet black jacket over a dark red button up shirt. There’re remnants of blood on them too. Munny surveys the village. Through the storm, we hear the sloshes of hooves in mud, and they’re close. It’s from four cowbowys, who ride in, and stare at the saloon.

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