Location: INT. TRAIN TO RAPID CITY - DAY Sound: Steam train in motion. JANE (V.O.): Last call to Rapid City. Would you believe me if I told you it was my first time? SHERIFF (V.O.): Wild Bill was a regular in that area. JANE (V.O.): That's long before I joined him...for me, Rapid City would be a place of firsts. FAITH: Sit, I'm supposed to be anxious not you. JANE: Why you? Hometown hero returning as a star performer. I'd say you'd give the great Calamity a run for her money. FAITH: If only. I wonder how many would even remember me. JANE: You ain't one to be forgotten, Faith. Come here. ELICK: Didn't mean to interrupt, ladies. Seems we're all square. JANE: How's our secret service friends? ELICK: They sent a telegram for a burial crew at Yankton. Now they're keeping to themselves. FAITH: I'm sorry for your loss, lieutenant. ELICK: Thank you kindly, Faith. Though not as sorry as the scumbags that did this will be. JANE: Hey, eyes on the objective Lieutenant. ELICK: Right. FAITH: Either of you wish to fill me in? ELICK: Ain't my call, Ms. Johnson. JANE: Trust me, Faith. You don't want to know. FAITH (frustrated): This is what I'm talking about. In a few days ride you'll meet my parents. Least you can do is be honest about what I'm bringing to their doorstep. ELICK: She does have a point. JANE (exasperated): Fine...Dante's in a bit of trouble. Coin-wise. Those two agents are on his tail about counterfeit money from last show. They were about to lock him up when the lieutenant here stepped in. ELICK: I vouched for him. Said this theatre troupe is just doing good business, headed to resupply Ft. Pierre. FAITH: You lied to the secret service? ELICK: Forgive me, but I thought hanging with Janie here would open your eyes. Sometimes world ain't so black & white. FAITH: It's not the fact that you lied which concerns me, it's why you did it. From where I'm sitting you have nothing to gain by saving our boss. JANE: Yeah...about that. FAITH: What did you agree to? SHERIFF (V.O): I'd bet a dollar you didn't tell her the truth. Not about the Captain, Lieutenant or Keema. JANE (V.O): Actually...you'd be a dollar short. JANE Faith, wait up! JANE: Please, I can explain. FAITH: I don't believe you. I thought you were done with all the fighting. You told me war was hell, why would you wanna go back? JANE: I don't have a choice. If we don't locate that horse and get those war plans to general Miles, more innocent soldiers will die. FAITH: No one on that battlefield's innocent, Jane. Isn't that what you said? JANE: This ain't up for discussion. FAITH: I helped you put the pieces together. After Little Big Horn, after Bill... FAITH (CONT'D): Don't you remember? You wouldn't eat, sleep or say anything for days Jane! I still don't know what in heaven put you in that state. Now you want to charge back in there like nothing happened? JANE: I...I know you're nervous about coming home, darling. FAITH: This is about you not coming home, Jane. Don't you get that? JANE: I know what's at stake. FAITH: I don't think you do. If you follow this trail of madness you'll end up like that Captain of yours. JANE: He ain't dead. Sound: Train crash. Sound: Steam hiss. JANE (CONT'D): Faith? (coughs) You alright? FAITH: I'm fine...what happened? DANTE: Was about to ask the same question. Calamity, don't tell me I got more delays. JANE: I dunno what to tell you, boss. Hang tight. ELICK: You see that? JANE: I ain't seeing nothing. ELICK: The brakes are smoking. I'll check the engine. You flank around the otherside. JANE: Got it. Sound: Jane cocks her revolver. Location: EXT. OUTSIDE ON THE TRAIN TRACKS -DAY JANE (CONT'D): Hello? Conductor? JANE (CONT'D) You hurt? Talk to me. JANE (V.O.): The locomotive was empty. No conductor in sight. SHERIFF (V.O.): Any chance the conductor went to check on the train? JANE (V.O.): That's just it, Sheriff. No one saw him again. Elick and I searched the whole engine car and... ELICK: What the hell's that? JANE: What? ELICK: Out there, on the tracks. JANE (V.O.): Well, let's just say there's a reason I don't like surprises. JANE (V.O.): There was a dead cow on the tracks. Large carcass, fresh kill. SHERIFF (V.O.): Someone put it there. JANE (V.O.): You're getting the hang of this crime solving stuff. ELICK: I'll grab some guys, we'll move it off the tracks. JANE: But how'd it get here? Lone cow in the middle of the desert. ELICK (sarcastic): You try asking it? JANE: I'd rather ask the conductor. Wherever he is. DANTE: You kidding me? JANE: Relax, it's just a cow. DANTE: Okay, boys! Let's get this off the tracks. FAITH: Where's the conductor and train crew? ELICK: We didn't see em either. DANTE: One problem at a time. JANE: Something ain't right. Sound: Warcry & gunshots echo across the desert. JANE (V.O.): It was an ambush. About 20 armed fighters charged over the hill and took our train by surprise. SHERIFF (V.O.): Sioux warriors? JANE (V.O.): I wish. Sioux would've saved us the sermon. JANE: Move! defend the train. ELICK: You heard the lady, let's go! JANE: Faith... FAITH (determined): I ain't running. JANE: You have to. Follow me around back, we'll grab a horse and get you on your way. FAITH: We're in the middle of nowhere, I'm not abandoning you. JANE: I know. That cow though, it's fresh...too fresh. If there's a farm round here then a town's nearby. Sound: Jane shoots another enemy then hears the dreaded click of her pistol. ELICK: I got you, move! JANE (to faith): Come on, now! Almost there. JANE (V.O.): I reached the animal cart and let the horses loose. Sounds: Plank is lifted, horses protest in fear then scramble as Jane frees them. FAITH (relieved): Dutch...you did find him. JANE: We don't got much time, get on. FAITH: (pleads) Come with me. JANE: I gotta stay and watch the lieutenant's back. FAITH: Jane... JANE: Go! Please darling, I'll be fine. Just get us some help. I'm counting on you. FAITH: Hang tight then. Sound: Faith rides away. SHERIFF (V.O.): You just let her go? JANE (V.O.): What choice did I have? We were outnumbered and losing. DANTE: Hold on now, let's be civil about-- Sound: hard whack knocks him out. JANE: Boss! JANE (V.O.): One of em knocked Dante out. SHERIFF (V.O.): You still had your whip. JANE (V.O.): Damn right I did. Sound: Jane cracks the bullwhip against the enemy Nomad who dropped Dante. JANE Come on, who's next? ELICK (warning) Jane... JANE (V.O.): The other had a gun to Elick's head. Sound: The hammer of a revolver clicks back in warning. ELICK: ...I think his gun's loaded. LIGHTFOOT: Lay down your bullwhip, craven. It's over. JANE: Take it easy there...partner. Let's not do anything stupid. Sounds: cheers of victory. LIGHTFOOT: Celebrate, siblings! For we have stopped this reign of terror on the land. JANE: Elick! You alright? ELICK (pained): Who the hell are they? JANE: Nomads. Don't worry their grudge ain't with us. LIGHTFOOT: You're sure about that? Riding through our lands, dirtying our air and nature's beauty with your metal monster. We can't let that pass. SHERIFF (V.O.): I've heard about the Nomads. Group of rebels living in the desert. Believe any coal-powered invention is destroying the world. JANE (V.O.): They believed in this Lightfoot I'll tell you that much. He ordered the rest of them to round up the passengers. DANTE: Please, I beg you to spare us. We entertain the people, that's it. LIGHTFOOT: I saw your stage-cars loaded with helpless animals. You think they're entertained being shuttled across the land? DANTE: We treat them well. LIGHTFOOT: Nature will treat them better. LIGHTFOOT (To his crew): Release the animals! Let them return to what's familiar. Sounds: Lions, chickens, various animals running away. DANTE: No!!!!! I am never going to financially recover from this. JANE: Big words coming from a man leaving dead cows on the railway. LIGHTFOOT: You there! JANE (amused): What, don't like the truth? LIGHTFOOT: Bring her to me! JANE: Get offa me! ELICK Hey, leave her out of-- Sound: Elick is hit with a shotgun. LIGHTFOOT: I saw you. You freed the horses during battle. JANE: ...ah, yeah...damn right I did. LIGHTFOOT: You were protecting life. JANE: It's my job. LIGHTFOOT: Indeed it is all of our jobs. (to henchmen) Untie her, immediately! JANE (confused): Thanks... LIGHTFOOT: The name's Lightfoot. Leader of the Nomads and very pleased to meet you, miss? JANE: Ah, Jane. Calamity Jane. LIGHTFOOT: Well, Jane...Calamity Jane. You're free to go. JANE: What about my friends? LIGHTFOOT: They will be sacrificed for their crimes against the bounty of our beautiful goddess. JANE: Hold up, pal! Sound: The nomads beside lightfoot cock their pistols. NOMAD #1 (menacing): What did you just say? NOMAD #2 (disdain): Our great leader doesn't take orders from the likes of cravens. LIGHTFOOT: It's okay friends, let her speak. Sound: The weapons are holstered. JANE: Thank you...Lightfoot. Look, my friends here, they ain't building the trains or the rails. JANE (CONT'D): We ain't meaning to offend your goddess, we just need to get to Rapid City. LIGHTFOOT: Your friends chose to ride this monstrosity that sends dark clouds into our air. Do you know how much blood was spilt building these railroads? JANE: You'd be spilling a lot more if you cut us down here and now. LIGHTFOOT: An eye-for-an-eye. That is the goddess's wish and I am her acolyte. JANE: Well, I'm not sure how to explain this to your goddess, but you see those boys over there? JANE (CONT'D): They're secret service. If uncle Sam doesn't find them, he'll send the whole cavalry after you & your friends here. LIGHTFOOT: Interesting...and how do you know of this? JANE: I used to be that cavalry. LIGHTFOOT: You? JANE: Me. The Lieutenant over there. And a whole lot of us with more guns than you ever seen. NOMAD #1: Lightfoot, don't listen to these cravens. They will defile our lands again. NOMAD #2: Agreed. But I'm sorry Lightfoot, I ain't fighting no calvary. NOMAD #1 (angry): Then you dishonor the goddess. LIGHTFOOT: Enough. I am tired of your petty squabbling! NOMAD #1: Forgive me...great Lightfoot. NOMAD #2: Apologies... LIGHTFOOT: Very well, bring the carriages. JANE: Hang on, where you taking them? LIGHTFOOT: The inner sanctum of the wilderness goddess, Artemis. She will decide what to do with you cravens.