Location: INT. JAILHOUSE: Present day - DAY Sounds: Door opens and the Sheriff’s measured boots calmly stop before her. SHERIFF (V.O.): My deputy says you been causing a ruckus all night. JANE (V.O.): You believe everything your deputy says? SHERIFF (V.O.): I have the keys to your cuffs. JANE (V.O.): What’s it gonna take to get out this cell? SHERIFF (V.O.): I’ll take care of the cuffs if you answer truthfully from here on out. JANE (V.O.)(annoyed): What makes you think I’m a liar? SHERIFF (V.O.): Lieutenant Elick Townsend. I learned it’s no secret you two were close. JANE (V.O.)(taunting): Don’t tell me you’re jealous now? SHERIFF (V.O.): Why did you lie about knowing him? JANE (V.O.): Because I knew you wouldn’t believe both of us served with Captain O’Rourke. Right back when General Custer decided to make his last stand. SHERIFF (V.O.): You did NOT get deployed. Do not disgrace the memory of those men with your lies. JANE (V.O.): They didn’t give me no fancy uniform but I was there. And so what if Elick and I knew eachother? JANE(V.O CONT'D): Didn’t make searching for Danger any easier. Not when you’re moving an entire theatre troupe across hostile lands. Some ways I’m lucky he stuck around. SHERIFF (V.O.): That don’t make sense. He believes the Captain’s dead, but is still helping you search for his horse? JANE (V.O.): Elick knew Keema just like I did. Doesn’t believe she’d part with that horse either. Just like you wouldn’t believe me if I told you your deputy’s been stealing hay from the stables. SHERIFF (V.O.): Hmmm, now that I believe. JANE (V.O.): Can I get these cuffs off now? ain’t like I’m going anywhere. Sounds: Sheriff slides the door open & removes the handcuffs. JANE (V.O.): Ah much better, thank you kindly. Now what about these leg irons? SHERIFF (V.O.): Those stay. SHERIFF (V.O CONT'D): So your grand plan was to check each town hoping to recover your Captain’s treasure? JANE (V.O.): I had a few ideas. All of them meant surviving the trail though. Location: EXT. CORTEZ’S THEATRE TROUPE ON THE PLAINS FROM SIOUX CITY TO YANKTON - DAY FAITH: He’s persistent... JANE(teasing): You jealous? FAITH(admiring): Hmm, strong, tall and handsome. Why didn’t you tell me about him? JANE: Maybe I should be jealous. FAITH(playful): Stop. FAITH: Though I wonder how many of your war stories I could pry out of the lieutenant if I tried. JANE: Don’t you dare! FAITH: Dare what, love? I’m just getting started. Sound: Elick’s horse rides up to Jane. ELICK: Is that your woman? JANE: Sometimes I wonder. ELICK: You don’t travel light anymore. JANE: Ain’t exactly my choice. ELICK: Does the theatre really need pigs, and chickens? JANE: You tried having bacon and eggs without em? ELICK: Seriously, Janie. When we get to Yankton we should look for those battle plans. JANE: I don’t remember re-enlisting. ELICK(skeptical): But you remember O’Rourke coming to see you? JANE: How do you even know those plans are in Yankton? ELICK: Call it a hunch. And why is your boss so convinced this is the best path? Outlaws aplenty there. JANE: No one’s asked you to ride this way. ELICK: No. Yet here I am. Sound: A third horse trots up beside them. VIOLET: You are right where you are meant to be, Lieutenant. ELICK: I’m afraid my wife will disagree with you there, miss. VIOLET: Wendy is doing just fine. Do not worry for her. Sound: Violet spurs the horse and gallops ahead of the caravan. ELICK: Who on god’s green earth is that? and how does she know about my wife? JANE: Violet Silva. Our resident oracle/fortune teller. ELICK: Where was she when your boss got hit by the counterfeit fiends back there? JANE: Probably all part of her divine plan. JANE (CONT'D): Those secret service boys still trailing us? ELICK: Mmm-hmm. Any chance they’re going to Yankton for fun? JANE: Doubt it. Whatever their beef is, it’s Dante’s problem. ELICK: Does that free you up to find Danger? JANE: Yankton is a major hub. Someone’s bound to know something about Keema. Location: EXT. ROAD TO STURGIS: RICKETY BRIDGE - DAY Sounds: Jane and Elick’s horses gallop to a stop. JANE: What’s the hold-up? DANTE: See for yourself. No way that bridge can hold the bulls. ELICK: Nevermind the bulls. One step on that thing and it’s all over. Sound: Jane whistles. JANE: Hey Matty! Lend us a hand? DANTE: He’s no dog, Jane. JANE: Yeah, but he’s loyal. MATTHEW: Ah Jane. Always one step off the ledge with you. JANE: We need your expertise in getting from A to B. MATTHEW: That bridge don’t look too good. JANE: These chicken-folk here agree. But I know you’ll give us options? ELICK: Who you calling chicken-folk? DANTE: I don’t care what you think. We’re not risking my animals or people on this. I’m turning this caravan around. JANE: See them hills, boss? That’s a good two and half-day’s ride to get around em’. JANE (CONT'D): We stop at Sturgis to restock and we’ll miss the second anniversary of Deadwood’s establishment. JANE (CONT'D): Lots of real money walking away once it’s over. ELICK (whisper): What in the hell are you doing? JANE (whisper): Getting us to Yankton quicker. ELICK: I’m a fan of arrivin’ alive, myself. DANTE(reluctant): She’s right. Matthew, can you stabilize the bridge? Sounds: chains clang against the cell. SHERIFF (V.O.): Large gathering. More people. Higher chance of catching up to your friend Keema. JANE (V.O.): Now you’re getting it, Sheriff. SHERIFF (V.O.): All this for gold? JANE (V.O.): If anyone had O’Rourke’s gold it’d be Keema. We just had to follow Danger. SHERIFF (V.O.): What made you so sure she didn’t buy a new steed? JANE (V.O.): Only person who loved that horse more than O’Rourke was Keema herself. She wouldn’t just sell him. ELICK: You really think she’ll be there? JANE: I wanna find out. MATTHEW: We can make it work, but...we’ll have to be careful. MATTHEW (CONT'D): See that ledge above us? We can set anchors to steady the bridge for extra support. DANTE(cautious): If they prove to hold up, we’ll make it across in time. ELICK: And if they don’t? DANTE: Then I hope you made peace with your god, Lieutenant. MATTHEW: Or we could just fill the canyon, boss. Detonate the cliffside and let the landslide create nature’s bridge. DANTE: Out of the question. I don’t want a whole canyon on top of us. MATTHEW: It is quicker. ELICK: There’s quick and there’s dead. I know which I’d rather be. Jane clasps Elick on the back. JANE: Well today’s your lucky day, Lieutenant. Let’s go blow us up a canyon. JANE (CONT'D): Climb looked easier than it was.Could feel each rock tear into my palms as Elick and I scaled the cliff’s edge. Sounds: gasps of climbing and steady increase of fallaway rocks. SHERIFF (V.O.): Taking the long way around would’ve worked too. JANE (V.O.): You still don’t get it, Sheriff. We were running out of time. We had to get those plans--I mean, our plans were to get...that gold. While Keema was still close. SHERIFF (V.O.): Let’s say I believe your story. Keema still has a head start and a horse full of money. Why not send the lieutenant ahead? JANE (V.O.): Because I know Keema and I know Elick. What I didn’t know is who was telling the truth. SHERIFF (V.O.): I see. Doubting your friends is a slippery slope. Sounds: Elick grabs a loose rock and slips. ELICK: Whoa! JANE: Hang on! Sound: bullwhip crack wraps around his hand. JANE (CONT’D): Gotcha! JANE (CONT’D): Don’t go falling on me now. ELICK: That was too close. Thanks, Janie. JANE: Don’t mention it. Now help me move this boulder. Sound: Jane strains to move a boulder. Elick puts his shoulder to it. ELICK: Last chance to back out! Sounds: the boulder nudges forward into place. JANE: There we go! This’ll rustle up some rock on the way down. ELICK: Think we got a long enough wick? JANE: Leave the explosive to me. Just set the anchors for our slide down. ELICK: You’ve come a long way since the war. JANE: How so? ELICK: You seem...at peace. JANE: You sound ready to read me last rights. Afraid of a little explosion? ELICK: It’s not that. I just mean ever since Bill-- JANE: Bill’s dead. Ain’t nothing more to talk about, friend. ELICK: Well, alright then. I just mean it was a shame when you left the cavalry, boys an I were worried about you. It’s just nice to see you happy is all. JANE: What do you know? there’s life outside the army. ELICK: That’s what my wife always says. JANE: You should listen, Wendy’s a smart woman. Now let’s get down there before my woman gets ideas. Sound: Jane lights the TNT. ELICK: You mean like crossing the bridge by her lonesome? JANE: She can’t be serious. Come on! JANE (V.O.): Faith’ll be the death of me. I know she liked attention but this was a whole new league. She was halfway across the bridge by the time we set off the explosives. I know she heard em but that wasn’t stopping her. SHERIFF (V.O.): Kinda reminds me of someone. Sounds: As they rappel down the canyon. JANE: Faith! Canyon’s about to blow, get back here! FAITH: Just a sec. There’s a-- JANE: Now! Sound: TNT explosion, rumbling canyon landslide. SHERIFF (V.O.): There’s no way that bridge would’ve held up long enough to get her back. JANE (V.O.): Didn’t stop me from trying. Sounds: Jane is running as the first splinters make contact with the side of the bridge. JANE (V.O.): I leapt from the ledge and booked it towards her. JANE (V.O.): Giant boulder broke the bridge between us. We were tossed sky high before free-falling. Sound: whip crack and connects with a solid post. JANE (V.O.): I sent the whip cracking and found anchor above leaving Faith and I hanging on a prayer. SHERIFF (V.O.)(surprised): You caught her? JANE (V.O.): Course’ I did. FAITH: Jane...look, down there. JANE: Don’t look down. Just hang on! ELICK: Jane? JANE: Over here! Pull us up. ELICK: We’re on it, hang tight. Sound: The snake of a rope starts pulling upwards. FAITH (seething): Have you lost your goddamn mind? JANE: Was about to ask you the same question. We were blowing up the cliffside! FAITH: I was scouting ahead. There was a path below! JANE: I don’t care if there’s gold below. You could’ve been killed, Faith! FAITH (sarcastic): That’s rich. MATTHEW: You ladies alright? FAITH: I’m fine thanks. JANE: You’re not fine! What the hell’s gotten into you? FAITH: So it’s only okay when you risk your life? JANE: I trained for this. I LIVED this. It ain’t some stage-show where you get to play dress-up. FAITH: Do not make this about me. You’re the one who chose the bigger risk instead of doing your job and scouting ahead. You buried a good walking path! Locals who depend on it daily now have to risk your rocky road! JANE: I did what I had to do. FAITH: No. You do what you want with no regard for anyone else. This will not stand! Sounds: Faith storms away. JANE: Faith wait! ELICK: Whoa there, let her go, Calamity. Let her cool. DANTE: Enough! We got our high road, let’s move.