Post by SCF on Feb 26, 2010 17:10:28 GMT -5
INT. BAR - Mid-afternoon
The bar is relatively crowded, most of the patrons are rowdy men. In the back corner sits Lawrence, who sips from a glass of whiskey. Suddenly, the door of the tavern swings open, and in walk 5 men. One of them is older, with white hair, a top hat, and mustache, who looks like a doctor. Next to him is a burly man, with a curly mustache and monocle. He has an air of military around him. Another man is dressed in more humble clothes, with longer brown hair, and a brown mustache/goatee. The 4th man is clean-shaven, but dressed in nice clothes. Finally, the man behind him is gruff looking, probably some type of smithy.
MILITARY MAN
Kirk, 5 pints please.
The bartender, an older man named KIRK, starts filling up mugs.
KIRK
Right away Montford.
Colonel Montford sits with the rest of his group at a table.
MONTFORD
Its been 4 weeks since Ben Talbot disappeared.
RICH MAN
Ran away with one of those gypsy women if you ask me.
DOCTOR LLOYD
That's nonsense Strickland. He was deathly in love with that Gwen Conliffe. He would have had to been mad to leave her for some gypo.
Lawrence looks on with a watchful eye.
MONTFORD
I agree with the good Doctor here, Strickland. However, if you ask me, it's been quite strange that once those gypsy scum show up, the murders start again.
STRICKLAND
And at the same time, Ben Talbot goes missing.
DOCTOR LLOYD
What are you implying Strickland? That Ben Talbot has been missing, because he's a lunatic on the run?
STRICKLAND
I said nothing of the sort Doctor. I just find it odd.
BLACKSMITH
Very odd, sir, given that his own father was married to one of them gypos too.
Kirk brings the 5 pints of beer to the table.
KIRK
If you ask me, the Talbots are to blame for our town's problems. Cursed, the whole family is. Mother offs herself, the youngest son is sent to an asylum, and the oldest son now disappears. All the whole that old recluse Sir John Talbot nary leaves Talbot Hall.
MONTFORD
I haven't seen John Talbot in years. Best he keep out of our affairs than we butt into his, if you ask me.
STRICKLAND
Nevertheless, this doesn't explain why the body of Mister Paul Connell was found torn to pieces out in the moors near his farm. It was as if the devil himself came from hell and decided to dine.
The blacksmith, FITZSIMMONS, nods.
FITZSIMMONS
Most gruesome scene these eyes have ever witnessed.
KIRK
Ben Talbot is to blame. That's why he's missing, see? He killed poor Mr. Connell, and couldn't face the consequences of such murderous actions, so he ran off, leaving behind Miss Conliffe and John Talbot.
FITZSIMMONS
I say it was one of those gypsy thugs. Saw something of liking on him, cut him up, and took it. You know those scum. Theiving and conniving.
The ragged looking man. MACQUEEN, takes a puff of his tobacco.
MACQUEEN
It wasn't the gypsies who killed Connell. Nor was it Ben Talbot. It was 25 years ago when me father found it. Out near the priory road. It was the body of Sam Yory. If you could even call it that. There was brains, guts, blood, and God knows what splattered nearly a half a mile across the moors.
The whole tavern is quiet now, staring at MacQueen. Listening in the back is Lawrence, who stares with intent as he sips his glass.
MACQUEEN
Me father came back home, terrified. Mortified. He locked all the doors, and took my ma's wedding spoons to the blacksmith before Fitzsimmons here. Cast silver bullets from them. Wouldn't leave the house on a full moon from then on.
The tavern is still quiet.
STRICKLAND
Probably some wild bear or animal.
MACQUEEN
If that be the case Squire, then you'd be insulting my profession. Ain't no wild creature in or around Blackmoor. I trapped and killed most of them.
STRICKLAND
Look. Ben Talbot probably ran away with one of the gypsy women, Connell saw him, Talbot panicked, killed him, and ran off into the night. It wouldn't be the first time.
Lawrence's face seems unable to take more about his family.
STRICKLAND
Besides, Sir John Talbot married some gypo whore years back, it's not like it doesn't run in the Tal...
Lawrence stands up, grabbing Strickland by the collar.
LAWRENCE
I would suggest you keep your mouth shut about subjects you've not the slightest clue about.
Everyone in the tavern stares at Lawrence, quiet.
STRICKLAND
(stammering)
You're lost in your drink, good sir. I suggest you release me before there are consequenses.
Kirk pulls Lawrence off.
KIRK
I'll have no fighting on my property. You'll have to excuse yourself, sir.
LAWRENCE
My mother was a Spaniard, you fool. Her name was Solana Cervaza Talbot. And she was not a gypsy whore.
Talbot spits on the wooden floor, before leaving. The men look on in confusion at the stranger as he leaves.
STRICKLAND
Who was that?
DOCTOR LLOYD
That was Lawrence Talbot, Strickland.
MONTFORD
Lawrence Talbot?
DOCTOR LLOYD
Sir John's youngest son, who was sent to an institution 20 some years ago after witnessing his mother's death.
The 4 men seem quiet, almost ashamed of themselves.
KIRK
Bloody insane if you ask me. Still is. Should send him back there until he's treated proper.
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The bar is relatively crowded, most of the patrons are rowdy men. In the back corner sits Lawrence, who sips from a glass of whiskey. Suddenly, the door of the tavern swings open, and in walk 5 men. One of them is older, with white hair, a top hat, and mustache, who looks like a doctor. Next to him is a burly man, with a curly mustache and monocle. He has an air of military around him. Another man is dressed in more humble clothes, with longer brown hair, and a brown mustache/goatee. The 4th man is clean-shaven, but dressed in nice clothes. Finally, the man behind him is gruff looking, probably some type of smithy.
MILITARY MAN
Kirk, 5 pints please.
The bartender, an older man named KIRK, starts filling up mugs.
KIRK
Right away Montford.
Colonel Montford sits with the rest of his group at a table.
MONTFORD
Its been 4 weeks since Ben Talbot disappeared.
RICH MAN
Ran away with one of those gypsy women if you ask me.
DOCTOR LLOYD
That's nonsense Strickland. He was deathly in love with that Gwen Conliffe. He would have had to been mad to leave her for some gypo.
Lawrence looks on with a watchful eye.
MONTFORD
I agree with the good Doctor here, Strickland. However, if you ask me, it's been quite strange that once those gypsy scum show up, the murders start again.
STRICKLAND
And at the same time, Ben Talbot goes missing.
DOCTOR LLOYD
What are you implying Strickland? That Ben Talbot has been missing, because he's a lunatic on the run?
STRICKLAND
I said nothing of the sort Doctor. I just find it odd.
BLACKSMITH
Very odd, sir, given that his own father was married to one of them gypos too.
Kirk brings the 5 pints of beer to the table.
KIRK
If you ask me, the Talbots are to blame for our town's problems. Cursed, the whole family is. Mother offs herself, the youngest son is sent to an asylum, and the oldest son now disappears. All the whole that old recluse Sir John Talbot nary leaves Talbot Hall.
MONTFORD
I haven't seen John Talbot in years. Best he keep out of our affairs than we butt into his, if you ask me.
STRICKLAND
Nevertheless, this doesn't explain why the body of Mister Paul Connell was found torn to pieces out in the moors near his farm. It was as if the devil himself came from hell and decided to dine.
The blacksmith, FITZSIMMONS, nods.
FITZSIMMONS
Most gruesome scene these eyes have ever witnessed.
KIRK
Ben Talbot is to blame. That's why he's missing, see? He killed poor Mr. Connell, and couldn't face the consequences of such murderous actions, so he ran off, leaving behind Miss Conliffe and John Talbot.
FITZSIMMONS
I say it was one of those gypsy thugs. Saw something of liking on him, cut him up, and took it. You know those scum. Theiving and conniving.
The ragged looking man. MACQUEEN, takes a puff of his tobacco.
MACQUEEN
It wasn't the gypsies who killed Connell. Nor was it Ben Talbot. It was 25 years ago when me father found it. Out near the priory road. It was the body of Sam Yory. If you could even call it that. There was brains, guts, blood, and God knows what splattered nearly a half a mile across the moors.
The whole tavern is quiet now, staring at MacQueen. Listening in the back is Lawrence, who stares with intent as he sips his glass.
MACQUEEN
Me father came back home, terrified. Mortified. He locked all the doors, and took my ma's wedding spoons to the blacksmith before Fitzsimmons here. Cast silver bullets from them. Wouldn't leave the house on a full moon from then on.
The tavern is still quiet.
STRICKLAND
Probably some wild bear or animal.
MACQUEEN
If that be the case Squire, then you'd be insulting my profession. Ain't no wild creature in or around Blackmoor. I trapped and killed most of them.
STRICKLAND
Look. Ben Talbot probably ran away with one of the gypsy women, Connell saw him, Talbot panicked, killed him, and ran off into the night. It wouldn't be the first time.
Lawrence's face seems unable to take more about his family.
STRICKLAND
Besides, Sir John Talbot married some gypo whore years back, it's not like it doesn't run in the Tal...
Lawrence stands up, grabbing Strickland by the collar.
LAWRENCE
I would suggest you keep your mouth shut about subjects you've not the slightest clue about.
Everyone in the tavern stares at Lawrence, quiet.
STRICKLAND
(stammering)
You're lost in your drink, good sir. I suggest you release me before there are consequenses.
Kirk pulls Lawrence off.
KIRK
I'll have no fighting on my property. You'll have to excuse yourself, sir.
LAWRENCE
My mother was a Spaniard, you fool. Her name was Solana Cervaza Talbot. And she was not a gypsy whore.
Talbot spits on the wooden floor, before leaving. The men look on in confusion at the stranger as he leaves.
STRICKLAND
Who was that?
DOCTOR LLOYD
That was Lawrence Talbot, Strickland.
MONTFORD
Lawrence Talbot?
DOCTOR LLOYD
Sir John's youngest son, who was sent to an institution 20 some years ago after witnessing his mother's death.
The 4 men seem quiet, almost ashamed of themselves.
KIRK
Bloody insane if you ask me. Still is. Should send him back there until he's treated proper.
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