DJANGO UNCHAINED Written by Quentin Tarantino I EXT - COUNTRYSIDE - BROILING HOT DAY As the film's OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE plays, complete with its own SPAGHETTI WESTERN THEME SONG, we see SEVEN shirtless and shoeless BLACK MALE SLAVES connected together with LEG IRONS, being run, by TWO: WHITE MALE HILLBILLIES on HORSEBACK. The location is somewhere in Texas. The Black Men (ROY, BIG SID, BENJAMIN, DJANGO, PUDGY RALPH, FRANKLYN, and BLUEBERRY) are slaves just recently purchased at The Greenville Slave Auction in Greenville Mississippi. The White Hillbillies are two Slave Traders called, The SPECK BROTHERS (ACE and DICKY). One of the seven slaves is our hero DJANGO... . he's fourth in the leg iron line. We may or may not notice a tiny small "r" burned into his cheek ("r" for runaway), but we can't help but notice his back which has been SLASHED TO RIBBONS by Bull Whip Beatings. As the Operatic Opening Theme Song plays, we see a MONTAGE of misery and pain, as Django and the Other Men are walked through blistering sun, pounding rain, and moved along by the end of a whip. Bare feet step on hard rock, and slosh through mud puddles. Leg Irons take the skin off ankles. AS The CREDITS play, DJANGO has a SPAGHETTI WESTERN FLASHBACK. Now Spaghetti Western Flashbacks are never pretty, it's usually the time in the film when the lead character thinks back to the most painful memory inflicted on him or his loved ones from evil characters from his past. In this instance we see Django in a SLAVE PEN at the Greenville Auction. DJANGO Amongst many other shoulders and heads, sees through the bars of the cell door, his wife BROOMHILDA being led to the auction block. He fights his way to the door, and far off and obscure in the distance, he can see Broomhilda up on the auction block, and in the distance he hears the Auctioneer yell; "Sold." Then she's taken away to whereabouts unknown, never to be seen again. As the sun continues to beat down on Django's head, he remembers; DJANGO in the SLAVE PEN with what seems like a one hundred and fifty Slaves in a cell designed for forty. WHITE MEN yank him out. of the cell, shirtless, shoeless, and lead him down a hallway, into a giant round pen, an audience viewing area circles the round pen floor on three different stories of the structure. The ground floor is covered by the BIG MONEY BUYERS who stand in front of the auction block. 2 DJANGO is moved into a line of SLAVES (The Black Men), and their MASTERS (their White Owners), and their SELLERS (the White Man actually doing the sales pitch on the auction block), as they wait for their turn on the block. A SLAVE (ROBBIE), stand on the auction block in view of the room full of Buyers, The SELLER sells, and the OWNERS stand off to the side. DJANGO takes in the environment around him. Django has never cared for white folks, but these white folks are in particularly ugly. It's DJANGO's turn ON THE AUCTION BLOCK as the THEME SONG wails its tragic crescendo, Django is brought up on the auction block. He.looks down at all the WHITE PEOPLE who want to buy Niggers, who look up to him. His heart fills with poison. BACK TO DJANGO walking in Leg Irons with his six Other Companions, walking across the blistering Texas panhandle... .remembering.. .thinking. - .hating. THE OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE end. /--" EXT - WOODS -- NIGHT It's night time and The Speck Brothers, astride HORSES, keep pushing their black skinned cargo forward. It's a very pitch black night, with only a few stars in the.sky to create a little top light. It's so dark, the Slavers use the creek.bed to keep from getting lost. Both Speck Brothers carry a lantern up on their horse, as. does Roy, the Slave in lead position on the chain gang. It's also a bitterly cold night, with the breath of the seven slaves, two slavers, and two horses creating clouds in the air. In fact the seven chained together Slaves, with the lead one holding a lantern, and all of them chugging out smoky breath, and. slightly moving in unison, resemble a human locomotive. The Slaves shiver from the cold on their shirtless backs, both Speck Brothers wear rawhide winter coats with white fur linings, and white fur collars. WHEN... .A SOUND and a SMALL LIGHT appears ahead of them on the road. This makes the Slave Traders stop their human live stock, and ready their rifles for possible trouble. 3 A BLACK HORSE carrying a dressed in grey Rider, CLIP-CLOPS from the background to the foreground, illuminated by a glowing lantern that the Rider carries. THE RIDER appears to be a tenderfoot, due to his style of dress. A long grey winter'coat, over a grey three piece business suit, and a grey bowler hat on his head. DICKY SPECK Who's that stumblin around in the dark? State your business, or prepare to get winged! THE RIDER Calm yourselves gentlemen, I mean you no harm. I'm simply a fellow weary traveler. The Rider dressed in business grey pulls his horse to a stop in front of the two Slavers, and their Slaves, lifting the lantern up to his face. He speaks with a slight German accent. THE RIDER (to the Slavers) Good cold evening gentlemen. (to the shivering Slaves) Good evening-I'm looking for a pair of slave traders that go by the'name of The Speck Brothers. Might that be you? ACE SPECK Who wants to. know? THE RIDER I do. I'm Dr. King Schultz, and this is my horse, Fritz. Fritz, does a little bow with his head, a neat trick the doctor taught him. DICKY SPECK You a doctor? Dr.SCHULTZ Affirmative. DICKY SPECK What kinda doctor? Dr.SCHULTZ Dentist. Are you The Speck Brothers, and did you purchase those men at The Greenville.Slave Auction? ACE SPECK So what? LE Dr.SCHULTZ So, I wish to parley with you. ACE SPECK Speak English! Dr.SCHULTZ Oh, I'm sorry. Please forgive me, it is a second language. Amongst your inventory, I've been led to believe, is a specimen I'm keen to acquire. (to the slaves) Hello you poor devils. Is there one among you, who was formerly a resident of The Carrucan Plantation? Since Roy in lead position is the one holding the lantern, the second half of the slave centipede falls off into darkness. In the darkness a VOICE rings out; DJANGO'S VOICE (OS) I'm from The Carrucan Plantation. Dr.Schultz moves Fritz forward towards the darkness, raises his lantern, illuminating our hero Django. Dr.SCHULTZ Splendid! And what's your name young, man? DJANGO Django. Dr.SCHULTZ Wunderbar! You're exactly the one I'm looking for. So tell me Django - by the way that's a amazing name - during your time at the Carrucan Plantation, did you come to know three overseers by the name of The Brittle Brothers? Django nods his head, yes. Dr.Schultz is delighted. Dr.SCHULTZ Big John, Ellis, and little brother Raj? DJANGO Dem da Brittle Brothers. Dr.SCHULTZ So Django, do you think you could recognize - ï¿½. The Speck Brothers have been watching this tenderfoot engage their Slave in polite conversation.. .with a touch of disbelief. ACE SPECK Hey, stop talkin' to him like that! Dr.SCHULTZ Like what? ACE SPEC Like that! Dr.SCHULTZ My good man, I'm simply trying to ascertain ACE SPECK Speak English, goddamit! Dr.SCHULTZ Everybody calm down! I'm simply a customer trying to conduct a transaction. ACE SPECK I don't care, no sale. Now off wit ya! Dr.SCHULTZ Don't be ridiculous, of course they're for sale. Ace raises his rifle towards the German. ACE SPECK Move it! Ace cocks back the rifle hammer. Dr.SCHULTZ My good man, did you simply get carried away with your dramatic gesture, or are you pointing that weapon at me with lethal intention...? ACE SPECK Last chance, fancy pants Dr.SCHULTZ - Very well - The doctor, throws his lantern to the ground, enveloping him in darkness. The next FLASH OF LIGHT we see is the good doctors PISTOL out of his holster, and FIRING point blank into Ace Specks face... .BLOWING the dumber dumb brother off his horse, dead in the dirt. Before Dicky can maneuver either his rifle or his horse in the Germans direction... BAM... Dr.SCHULTZ SHOOTS his HORSE in the head... .The Steed goes down taking Dicky with him... When the dead weight horse lands on Dicky's slightly twisted leg, we hear TWO DISTINCT CRACKING SOUNDS.:.. Dicky lets out a bitch like scream. The Slaves watch all this. They've never seen a white man kill another white man before. Dicky is pinned down under his ole paint. Django watches in the dark, the German climb down off his horse, pick up Ace's discarded lantern, and walk over to the remaining Speck. Dr.SCHULTZ Sorry about putting a bullet in your beast. But I didn't want you to do anything rash before you had a moment to come to your senses. Dr.Sch.ultz LIGHTS the lantern, illuminating himself, as he stands over Dicky's body. DICKY SPECK You goddamn son of a bitch, you killed Ace! Dr.SCHULTZ. I only shot your brother, once he threatened to shoot me. And I do believe I have ... (COUNTING OUT THE SLAVES) .one, two, three, four, five, six, seven witnesses who can attest to that fact. DICKY SPECK My damn legs busted! Dr.SCHULTZ No doubt. Now, if you can keep your caterwauling down to a minimum, I'd like to finish my line of inquiry with young Django. (TO DJANGO) As I was saying, if you were to see the Brittle Brothers again, would you recognize them? DJANGO Yes. Dr.SCHULTZ Now I'm sure. to you, all unshaven white men look alike. So Django, in a crowd of unshaven white men, can you honestly and positively point out The Brittle Brothers? DJANGO SPAGHETTI WESTERN FLASHBACK We're in his little shack at the Carrucan Plantation. It's PISSING RAIN outside. Django is making love to his wife Broomhilda, when she stops letting out a shout. The three overseers known as THE BRITTLE BROTHERS are outside peeking in through the window. They BURST in through the front door. Soaked to the bone, they rodeo bull their way into the shack, and make the two slaves continue fucking for their amusement. As Django and Broomhilda are forced to copulate, they run their wet white hands down her chocolate leg.. .they fondle his ass.. .they squeeze her tit. . .they bring a belt across Django's backside to make him fuck faster. . .then they yank him off, as BIG JOHN climbs on top of Broomhilda..the other Brittle brothers whip Django with their belts, and make him sit in the corner, while they finish with his wife. BACK TO DJANGO DJANGO I can point 'em out. Dr.SCHULTZ Sold American! So Mr.Speck, how much for Django? DICKY SPECK I'm gonna lose this leg! Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, unless you find a talented physician very quickly, I'm afraid that will be the. end result. But back to business, how much do you want for Django? DICKY SPECK You go to hell! Dr.SCHULTZ Don't be silly. How much for Django? DICKY SPECK 800 dollars! Dr.SCHULTZ Oh come now, I may not have the experience in the slave trade that you and your family does, but neither was I born yesterday. 8 The. good doctor removes a pamphlet from his grey suit coat pocket. Dr.SCHULTZ In this most helpful pamphlet that I picked up at The Greenville Slave Auction, it says that the going rate for African flesh' - in particularly a field nigger -_is sixty to eighty dollars. Now handsome no doubt as Django is, technically, he is a field. nigger. Which according to"this pamphlet here - and why would they lie - puts his price at eighty dollars. So in light of that, how bout a hundred and twenty five dollars for young Django here. Dr.Schultz removes his long billfold from his pocket, and takes out a one hundred dollar bill, two tens and a fiver. Dr.SCHULTZ And since your late brother. won't be using it anymore, I'd like to purchase his nag. He removes a twenty dollar gold piece from his. pocket, and tosses it on Dicky's body. He bends down and, puts the paper money-.in the saddle bags on Dicky's dead horse. With.his hands in there, he roots around and finds the keys to-the leg irons. He unlocks Django's leg irons. Django is free. Dr.SCHULTZ There you go Django,. Give your ankles a good rubbing, then get up on that horse. Also, if I was you, I'd take that winter coat the dear departed Speck left behind. Django removes the coat from the dead slaver. Puts on the warm jacket over his bare back, and climbs up on Ace Specks horse. Dr.Schultz turns to Dicky on the ground. Dr.SCHULTZ Mr.Speck, I am afraid I will require a bill of sale. Do you have one? Dicky just curses him. He says, removing a notebook from his pocket; Dr.SCHULTZ I thought not. No worries, I come prepared. (as he writes) This will serve nicely as a bill of sale. (he stops, then says to Django) Django is spelled with a silent "D", is it not? 9 DJANGO Huh? Dr.SCHULTZ Why not.. He writes it in his book with a silent "D", then stops to admire the way it looks. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, that does add a little character. The German dentist lowers himself by the Speck brother pinned down under his horse, and hands him the notebook and pen. Dr.SCHULTZ If you'd be so kind Speck, as to make your mark here. The. Hillbilly spits in the German gentleman's face. The good doctor wipes his face with a handkerchief. Then takes out a pocket knife. And whispers something that can't be heard in the slavers ear. He signs the bill of sale. Dr.SCHULTZ Mr.Speck, I would like to say it was a pleasure doing business with you, but your customer service leaves a lot to be desired. The good doctor climbs back up on Fritz, and looks to the six Slaves, in leg irons. Dr.SCHULTZ Now as to you poor devils. He tosses to Pudgy Ralph the keys to the shackles. Dr.SCHULTZ So as I.see it, when it comes to the subject of what to do next, you gentlemen have two choices. One, once I'm gone, you lift that beast off the remaining Speck, then carry him to the nearest town. Which would be at least thirty-seven miles back the way you came. Or ... .Two, you unshackle yourselves, take that rifle over there. . .put a bullet in his head, bury the two of them deep, and make your way to a more enlightened area of the country. The choice is yours. He's just about ready to ride off, when the good doctor adds; 0 Dr.SCHULTZ Oh, and on the off chance that there's any astronomy aficionados amongst you, the North Star is THAT ONE. Tata. He looks to Django, who doesn't know how to start his horse. Dr.SCHULTZ Just give him a little kick. Django does, and the horse responds by moving. Dr.SCHULTZ See, it's not so difficult. EXT - MORNING TEXAS LANDSCAPE - SUNRISE The DAWN BREAKS on a western landscape. The two men ride their horses silently, horse hooves CLIP-CLOPPING among the rocks. Django wears Specks winter coat, with one of Dr.Schultz's white button down dress shirts underneath it. As they ride through the picturesque scene... Dr.Schultz breaks the silence. Dr.SCHULTZ So, Django, what do you intend to name him? DJANGO Who? Dr.SCHULTZ Your horse? DJANGO What horse? Dr.SCHULTZ' The horse you're riding. DJANGO This ain't my horse. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes it is. DJANGO No it ain't, it's your horse. I'm just riding it. Dr.SCHULTZ Well, technically, yes - Wait a minute - technically not. If it's my horse, I can give it to you, and as of now, I'm doing such. Django, you're now the proud owner of a horse, congratulations. /1 DJANGO I can't feed no horse. I can't put no horse up in no stable. Dr.SCHULTZ (FRUSTRATED) Don't worry about all that! They ride a bit longer in silence.. .the good doctor composes himself... then says with a smile; Dr.SCHULTZ So... . now that that's settled... . what do you intend to name it? Half the fun of having a horse is choosing his name. For instance my steed is named Fritz. He's stubborn, ornery, and prone to a bad disposition, but I couldn't do without him. (he pats Fritz's neck) Anyway, the name of one's steed, isn't something one does lightly. So once you've thought about it for awhile - DJANGO - Tony. Dr.SCHULTZ - Tony what? DJANGO - I dunno, Tony the horse. Dr.SCHULTZ Oh, you mean you want to name your horse Tony? DJANGO Yeah. That's what you jus' asked me, right? Dr.SCHULTZ When you're right you're right, indeed I did. Why Tony? DJANGO I gotta tell ya? You didn't tell me I gotta tell ya. As they continue to converse, they start heading downhill toward a western town. They pass by a sign that says; "WELCOME TO DAUGHTREY, TEXAS" /Z Dr.SCHULTZ Well I'm naturally curious, of course, but there's no reason you MUST tell me. In fact an air of mystery adds a dash of panache to any steed. And I do believe Tony wears it well. Good job Django, well done. EXT - THE WESTERN TOWN OF DAUGHTREY - MORNING As the citizens of Daughtrey wake up, Django and Dr.Schultz ride Fritz and Tony through the main street of town..Daughtrey looks like a million western towns we've seen before in movies. But to the TOWNSPEOPLE of Daughtrey, Django and the German don't look like a million other visitors. Dr.SCHULTZ What's everybody staring at? DJANGO They never seen a nigger on a horse before. Dr.SCHULTZ What's this bizarre obsession they have with. you not riding horses? DJANGO You askin' me? Dr.Schultz stops Fritz in front of a saloon, and dismounts. Django has a little trouble both stopping Tony and getting off him, but it gets done. Dr.Schultz keeps bombarding The Slave with questions. Dr.SCHULTZ So what other archaic rituals are you people verboten to take part in? As per usual with this white man, Django thinks; "What"? Dr.SCHULTZ I'm just trying to get a clear idea on what you can do, and what you can't do, and if you can't do it, why can't you do it? Like for instance, what if we were to walk in this saloon here, sit down at a table, order a drink, and drink it? Would the authorities frown on that? DJANGO Hell yeah, they gonna frown. Dr.SCHULTZ What part would they find the most offensive? 13 DJANGO All of it. I can't be walkin' in no saloon. I can't be sittin' my ass on no chair, at no table. I can't be drinkin' no drink. And I definitely can't be sharin' no drink, with no white man, in public. Dr.SCHULTZ So if you and I did those things, that would be considered enough of a infraction to make the saloon keeper go get the sheriff? DJANGO You bet your sweet ass they get the sheriff. The good doctor extends his hand towards the saloon entrance. Dr.SCHULTZ Well in that case Django, after you. DJANGO Whoa - I ain't funnin, I can't go in there. Dr.SCHULTZ Django you're going to have to learn to trust me, and as the man said; "There's no time like the,present." He takes Django by the arm and leads him into the entryway of the establishment. INT - SALOON - MORNING The nervous black slave and the confident German'dentist walk into the saloon. The SALOON KEEPER (PETE) is high up on a chair placed high up on a table, to change a candle in the saloons chandelier. His back is turned away from the two patrons. Dr.SCHULTZ Good morning inn keeper, two beers for two weary travelers. SALOON KEEPER It',s still pretty early, we won't be open for about a hour. But by then we'll be servin' breakfast - He turns around and sees them. SALOON KEEPER Whoa! What the hell you think you doin' boy, get that nigger outta here. IT TIME CUT EXT - SALOON - MORNING It's about five minutes later, and the Saloon Keeper comes running out of the bar to get the Sheriff. When Dr.Schultz, sitting at a table with the young Django, calls; Dr.SCHULTZ Inn keeper! Remember, get the sheriff, not the marshall. This wouldn't be the marshalls jurisdiction.'This is just a infraction, on what I assume is a simple county ordinance, and that would fall under the domain of the Sheriff. The Saloon Keeper runs away. The two men sit by themselves in the empty saloon. Dr.SCHULTZ It looks like we must act as our own bartender. The German stands up, and walks-behind the bar, and pours two beer's from the tap into mugs. Django remains seated, and after a beat, asks; DJANGO What kinda dentist are you? This makes the doctor laugh, as he pours the beer's. Dr.SCHULTZ I haven't practiced dentistry in five years - Not to say once I know you better, I wouldn't like to get a look at that mouth - I'm sure it's a disaster - But these days I practice a new profession ... . Bounty Hunter. This gets no reaction from Django. Dr.SCHULTZ Do you know what a Bounty Hunter is? The Black Man shakes his head, no. As the good doctor, walks back to the table carrying the mugs of beer, HE EXPLAINS; Dr.SCHULTZ Well the way the slave trade deals in human lives for cash, a bounty hunter, deals in corpses. 15 Dr.SCHULTZ (CONT'D) The state places a bounty on a man's head. I track that man, I find that man, I kill that man. After I've killed him, I transport that man's corpse back to the authorities - and sometimes that's easier said then done. I show that corpse to the authorities - proving, yes indeed, I have truly killed him - At which point, the authorities pay me the bounty. (lifting his beer) Cheers. The two men touch glasses, and take a drink. DJANGO What's a bounty? Dr.SCHULTZ It's like a reward. DJANGO You kill people and they give you a reward? Dr.SCHULTZ Certain people, yes. DJANGO White people? Dr.SCHULTZ Mostly. A few Mexicans. Couple Chinamen. DJANGO Bad people? Dr.SCHULTZ Badder they are, bigger the reward. Which brings me to you, and I must admit I'm at a bit of a quandary when it comes to you. On one hand, I despise slavery. On the other hand, I need your help, and if you're not in a position to refuse, all the better. So for the time being, I'm going to make this slave malarkey work to my benefit. (BEAT) Still... . having said that, .I feel guilty. So... I'd like the two of us to enter into an agreement. I'm looking for The Brittle Brothers, however in this endeavor I'm at a slight disadvantage, in so far as, I don't know what they look like. But you do... .dont'cha? 1G ï¿½. DJANGO SPAGHETTI WESTERN FLASHBACK Django, back at The Carrucan Plantation, held down by Roger and Ellis Brittle, as Big John BURNS the "r" into his cheek with a BRANDING IRON. BACK TO DJANGO DJANGO I know what they look like, all right. Dr.SCHULTZ Good. So, here's my agreement. You travel with me till we find them - DJANGO - Where we goin'? Dr.SCHULTZ I hear at least two of them are overseeing up in Gatlinburg, but I don't know where. That means we visit every plantation in Gatlinburg till we find them. And when we find them, you point them out, and I kill them. You do that, I agree to give you your freedom... . twenty-five dollars per Brittle brother - that's seventy-five dollars... . your horse, Tony even though I've already gave him to you -- but once the final Brittle brother lies dead in the dust, I'll buy you a new saddle, and a new suit of clothes, handsome cowboy hat included. Dr.Schultz's eyes go to the saloon window. Dr.SCHULTZ And as if on cue... . here comes the sheriff. EXT - SALOON - MORNING We see the sheriff, BILL SHARP, walk towards the saloon cradling a Winchester. Some TOWNSPEOPLE (like the Saloon Keeper) stand around to watch. A. YOUNG BOY leads a herd of BABY GOATS through town. Sheriff Sharp stands in the middle of the street. SHERIFF SHARP Okay boys, fun's over, come on out. Both the doctor and Django stand up and walk to the front porch. As they do, The Sheriff says; 1 2 SHERIFF SHARP Now why y'all wanna come into my town, start trouble, and scare all these nice people? You ain't got nothin' better to do, then to come into Bill Sharps town and show your ass - From his top step on the porch, Dr. King Schultz extends his hand toward the sheriff, as if to shake it... :. .THEN... A SMALL DERRINGER - POPS into Schultz's hand from a metal sliding apparatus concealed under his jacket sleeve. Once in hand, the dentist FIRES one tiny bullet into the belly of Bill Sharp. The tiny gun makes a tiny POP sound. The shocked Bill Sharp lets out a ugly groan, and doubles over in the dirt. The TOWNSPEOPLE are startled. As is Django. As Schultz walks down the porch steps, to the fallen sheriff, reloading his tiny pop shooter, a PEDESTRIAN yells out; PEDESTRIAN What did you jus' do to our sheriff? Dr.Schultz answers him by putting another tiny bullet in the law man's skull, killing him dead. In the background, ONE WOMAN faints. The Boy and his Goats scatter. Dr.Schultz looks over at the Saloon Keeper, across the street. Dr.SCHULTZ Now you can go get the marshall. TIME CUT EXT - DAUGHTREY MAIN STREET - DAY U.S.MARSHALL GILL TATUM snaps the MENFOLK OF Daughtrey to attention. MARSHALL TATUM Move that buckboard over there long ways across the street from the saloon. And I want six men and six Winchesters behind it. And I want two men with two rifles on this roof, and two men with two rifles on that roof, with all barrels pointed at that front door. And somebody git poor Bill outta the goddamn street. LP Cowboys with rifles climb up stairs to take position on the roof of the building across the street from the saloon. The Marshall directs the buckboard being moved into place. The last SNIPER on the rooftop takes his position. WHEN... COMING FROM THE SALOON... . PIANO MUSIC ... INT - SALOON - DAY Dr.Schultz sits behind the piano playing a catchy little saloon number. He seems skilled enough to be a professional western saloon piano player. A terrified Django, who's sure his new master is a lunatic who's going to get them both killed, peeks out the closed curtains on the window. Dr.Schultz's suit coat sits draped over a chair. All of his weapons, including his metal sliding rail Derringer contraption, lie on a table. He plays piano in his button down dress shirt and gray suit vest. Dr.SCHULTZ What are they doing? DJANGO I think they wonderin' why you playin' the piana'. Dr.SCHULTZ Good. (PAUSE) But what are they doing? DJANGO A buncha white folks brought a buckboard around out front, now they hidin' behind it with guns. And a buncha other white folks are up on the roof, with rifles pointed down here. Dr.SCHULTZ Damn, they got that organized fast. Is the marshall out there? DJANGO If the one I think is the.marshall is the marshall, he's out there. )9 Dr.SCHULTZ What makes you think he's the marshall? DJANGO Cause he's the one ready to say somethin'. MARSHALL'S VOICE You in the saloon! Dr.Schultz stops playing the piano. MARSHALL'S VOICE We got eleven Winchesters on every way outta that buildin'! You got once chance git outta this alive! You and your nigger come out right now with your hands over your head, and I mean, right now! Dr.SCHULTZ First things first! Is this the marshall I have the pleasure of addressing? MARSHALL TATUM Yes it is, this is U.S. Marshall Gill Tatum. Dr.SCHULTZ Wunderbar! So marshall, I have relieved myself of all weapons, and just as you have instructed, I'm ready to step outside with my hands raised above my head. I trust as a representative of the criminal justice system of The United States of America, I shant be shot down in the street, by either you or your deputies, before I've had my day in court. MARSHALL TATUM You mean like you did our sheriff? Shot 'em down like a dog in the street! Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, that's exactly what I mean! Do I have your word as a lawman not to shoot me down like a dog in the street? MARSHALL TATUM Well, as much as we'd all enjoy seein' somethin' like that, ain't nobody gonna cheat the hangman in my town! Dr.SCHULTZ Fair enough marshall, here we.come.! Dr.SCHULTZ (TO DJANGO) They're a little tense out there. So don't make any quick movements, and let me do the talking. Django looks at him like, "as if..." EXT - SALOON/MAIN STREET - DAY A lot of guns are trained on the front door of the saloon. Outside of range, the WHOLE TOWN watches the stand off. The saloon doors open, and Dr.Schultz and Django, hands raised, step outside. MARSHALL TATUM You unarmed? Dr.SCHULTZ Yes indeed we are. Marshall Tatum, may I address you, your deputies, and apparently the entire town of Daughtrey, as to the incident that just occurred? MARSHALL TATUM Go on! Dr.SCHULTZ My name is Dr.King Schultz. And like yourself, marshall, I am a servant of the court. The man lying dead in the dirt, who the good people of Daughtrey saw fit to elect as their sheriff, who went by the name of Bill Sharp, is actually a wanted outlaw by the name of Willard Peck, with a price on his head of two hundred dollars. That's two hundred dollars, dead or alive. MARSHALL TATUM The hell you say! Dr.SCHULTZ I'.m aware this is probably disconcerting news. But I'm willing to wager this man was elected sheriff sometime in the last two years. I know this because. three years ago he was rustling cattle from, The B.C. Corrigan Cattle Company of Lubbock Texas. Z/ Dr.SCHULTZ (CONT'D) In my possession. is a warrant made out by circuit court Judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin Texas. You are encouraged to wire him. He will back up who I am, and who your dear departed sheriff was. The Menfolk of the town with rifles, begin trading looks. Then Dr.Schultz delivers the coup de grace. Dr.SCHULTZ In other words marshall, you owe me two hundred dollars. CUT TO EXT - TENNESSEE COUNTRY ROAD - DAY Django and Dr.Schultz, who by now have ridden quite a few miles together, ride their horses in the Tennessee countryside, on the way to Gatlinburg. Dr.Schultz is dressed in one of his nearly identical grey business suits, and Django is still dressed in his slave pants, Schultz's button down dress shirt, and Ace Speck's winter coat. Somewhere along the way a pair of shoes have appeared on'his feet. Dr.SCHULTZ One needs a plan, son. These are brutal times. A man who survives, is a man with a plan. A man who thrives, is a man with a good plan. So, having said that, what's your plan, young Django? DJANGO What'cha mean? Dr.SCHULTZ Well, after this Brittle business is behind us, you'll be a free man, with a horse, and seventy five dollars in your back pocket. What's your plan after that? DJANGO Find my wife, and buy her freedom. Dr.SCHULTZ Django, I had no idea you were a married man. Do most slaves take the institution of matrimony seriously? DJANGO Huh? ZZ Dr.SCHULTZ Do slaves believe in marriage'? DJANGO Me and my wife do. Dr.SCHULTZ Where is she now? DJANGO I dunno. They put us in different boxcars, and sent U.S to The Greenville Slave Auction. She got sold two days 'fore me. But I don't know who to. Dr.Schultz takes out a long stick of beef jerky. Dr.SCHULTZ Care for some jerky? DJANGO Sure. Dr.Schultz rips him off a piece. Django chews on it. As he chews, SCHULTZ SAYS; Dr.SCHULTZ So your plan is to trackdowri your wife, and purchase her.freedom? Only you don't know where she is? A chewing Django nods his head, yes. Dr.Schultz, takes a big bite of jerky, chews for a "moment contemplating the dilemma, then pronounces; Dr.SCHULTZ Well that shouldn't be all that difficult. So how long ago did all this happen? DJANGO A few months ago. Dr.SCHULTZ Three or four? DJANGO Three. Dr.SCHULTZ So shecamefrom the Carrucan Plantation, and shewassold at The Greenville Slave Auctiontosome :unknown customer three monthsago? Django nods his head, yes. Z3 Dr.SCHULTZ The bad part about slavery being a business, is it's immoral. The good part about it being a business is, they keep records. Somewhere in Greenville there's a book with your wife's name in it, and the name of the customer who bought her, and more then likely their address. But then Schultz seems to get second thoughts. Dr.SCHULTZ Still, seventy-five dollars in your back pocket is a pretty nice grub steak, but it's not going to get you very far in Greenville. Not to mention a slave auction town in Mississippi isn't the safest place you could visit. Free or not. DJANGO I'll have my freedom papers. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes you will. But say you show them to some rascals, and they take them from you and tear them up? DJANGO They could do that? Dr.SCHULTZ I'm not saying they would, but they could. DJANGO They do that I'll kill 'em. Dr.SCHULTZ Great! Now you get hung for killin' a white man. The point being is the place,is just too dangerous for you. DJANGO Well I gotta go, when do I go? Dr.SCHULTZ When you get more dangerous. EXT - CHATTANOOGA - DAY Muddy and wet big city Chattanooga. We're in the back of a STORE that. sells SERVANT/HOUSE NIGGER UNIFORMS. Django comes bursting out of the stores back door. He's very distressed. One glance at the outfit he's wearing explains the distress. Z DJANGO is dressed in a powder blue satin Little Lord Fauntleroy outfit, that wouldn't be out of place in the court of Marie Antoinette at Versailles. Dr.Schultz comes trailing after him. Dr.SCHULTZ Django, you have to, it's part of "The Act". You're playing a character. Your character is The Valet. This is what The Valet wears. Remember what I told you. During the act, you can never break character. CUT TO EXT - BENNETT MANOR- DAY We see Dr. Schultz, riding slightly in front of Django, dressed in his blue satin Little Lord Fauntleroy outfit, as they enter the property of BENNETT MANOR, a plantation in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. Django leads a riderless horse, behind him and Tony. As the two men ride their horses up the road that leads to the front steps of Bennett Manor, alongside the cotton fields, all the SLAVES stop picking cotton, and straighten their bent backs up to stare in wonder at this sight. The patriarch of Bennett Manor, SPENCER "BIG DADDY" BENNETT, dressed in a fancy leisure suit of the day, emerges from the double doors of the mansion, and stands on the top steps, hands on hips, watching the white man and black man move from the background to the foreground. While there are plenty BLACK MALES out in the cotton fields, the majority of the slave population of Bennett Manor is pretty.BLACK FEMALES, fourteen to twenty-four, referred to as, "PONY'S". The biggest money making crop of this farm, after cotton. As Dr.Schultz and fancy pants Django, bring Fritz and Tony to a stop in front of Bennett Manor, they've drawn quite a crowd of SLAVES, BENNETT FAMILY MEMBERS, and WHITE WORKERS (OVERSEER'S). Spencer Bennett keeps on the top step so he won't be forced to look up at the darkee on the horse. SPENCER BENNETT It's against the law for niggers to ride horses in this territory. Dr.SCHULTZ This is my valet, and my valet doesn't walk. SPENCER BENNETT I said niggers - Z .ate` Dr.SCHULTZ His name is Django, he's a free man, and he can ride what he pleases. SPENCER BENNETT Not on my.property, around my niggers he can't. Dr.SCHULTZ My good sir, perhaps we got off on the wrong boot. Allow me to unring this bell. My name is Dr.King Schultz, this is my valet, Django, and these are our horses, Fritz, and Tony. Fritz, does his head bow. This makes the pretty PONY'S surrounding Bennett, giggle. Dr.SCHULTZ Mr. Bennett, I've been lead to believe you are a gentleman, and a business man. And it is in these capacities that we've ridden from Texas to Tennessee to talk with you now. SPENCER BENNETT State your business. Dr.SCHULTZ I wish to purchase one of your nigger gals. SPENCER BENNETT You and your Jimmie rode from Texas to Tennessee, to buy one of my nigger gals, no appointment, no nuttin'? Dr.SCHULTZ I'm afraid so. SPENCER BENNETT Well what if I say, I don't like you, or your fancy pants. nigger, and I wouldn't sell you a tinkers damn - what'cha gotta say about that? Dr.SCHULTZ Mr. Bennett, if you are the business man, I've been led to believe you to be, I have five thousand things I might say, that could change your mind. i This gets everybody's attention, not least of all Spencer Bennett. Spencer laughs. ZG SPENCER BENNETT C'mon inside, get yourself something' cool to drink. The incognito bounty hunter, dismounts his steed, as does Django. Then the good doctor walks up the steps to Bennett Manor. Dr.SCHULTZ Maybe while we discuss business, you could provide one of your loveliest black creatures to escort Django here around your magnificent grounds. SPENCER Absolutely. Betina! A pretty, fleshy, sweet jelled, twenty-two year old slave gal named BETINA, snaps to attention. BETINA Yes sir, Big Daddy? SPENCER (TO SCHULTZ) What's your Jimmies name again? Dr.SCHULTZ Django. SPENCER Betina sugar, take Django around the grounds. Show 'em all the pretty stuff. BETINA As you please, Big Daddy. Dr.Schultz lowers his voice, and says to the plantation owner; Dr.SCHULTZ Mr. Bennett, I must remind, you, Django is a free man. He cannot be treated like a slave. Within the bounds of good taste, he must be treated as an extension of myself. SPENCER Understood., Schultz. Betina? BETINA Yes, sir? SPENCER Django isn't a slave. Django is a free man. Do you understand? You're not to treat him like any of these other niggers around here, cause he ain't like any of these other niggers around here. Ya got it? BETINA Ya want I should treat 'em like white folks? SPENCER No that's not what I said. BETINA Then I don't know what'cha want Big Daddy. SPENCER Yes, I can see that. (HE THINKS) What's the name of that peckawood boy from town works with the glass? His mama works at the lumber yard? He comes by and fixes the winda's when we have a problem? The MAMMY OF BENNETT MANOR chimes in; MAMMY OF BENNETT MANOR Oh, you mean Jerry. SPENCER Yeah, that's the boy's name, Jerry. (TO BETINA) You know Jerry, dont'cha sugar? BETINA Yes 'em, Big Daddy. SPENCER Well that's it then... just treat 'em like you would Jerry. EXT - ANOTHER PART OF BENNETT MANOR - DAY Away from the big house, Betina gives Django a tour of the grounds. Her in her slave get up, complete with handkerchief on her head, and him in his satin baby blue Little Lord Fauntleroy outfit, are quite the pair. She eyeballs him disapprovingly up and down. BETINA What'cha do for your massa'? DJANGO Didn't you hear him tell ya, I ain't no slave. BETINA So you really free? DJANGO Yes. ZY BETINA You mean you wanna dress like that? Django fumes. EXT - BENNETT MANOR (BACK PORCH) - DAY Both Spencer Bennett and Dr.Schultz sit on the back porch drinking lemonade. Dr.SCHULTZ I've been'told by those who should know, the most exquisite African flesh in the state of Tennessee is bred right here on your land. And from the look of these black angels, my sources weren't wrong. SPENCER Oh I got my share of, coal blacks, horse faces, and gummy mouth bitches out in the field. But the lion share of my lady niggers are real show pony's. Dr.SCHULTZ Well that's what I'm looking for, a show pony for young Django. So the only question that remains is, do you have a nigger here worth five thousand dollars? SPENCER Dr.Schultz, five thousand dollar nigger, is practically my middle name. BACK TO DJANGO AND BETINA Betina and Django walk by a big tree on the plantation grounds. The cotton fields and the SLAVES picking it, in the background. DJANGO Betina, come over here, I need to ask you something. He moves her by the tree for more privacy. Betina thinks this fancy pants wants to get all lovey-dovey, and she couldn't be less interested. BETINA What'cho want? DJANGO I'm lookin' for three white men. Three brothers. Overseers. Their name is Brittle. Do you know 'em? BETINA Brittle? DJANGO Yes, Brittle. John Brittle. Ellis Brittle. And Roger Brittle, sometimes called, Little Raj. BETINA I don't know dem. DJANGO They could be usin' a different name. They woulda' come to the plantation in the last year. BETINA You mean The Shaffer's? DJANGO Maybe? Three brother? BETINA Ah-huh. DJANGO Are they here? BETINA Ah-huh. DJANGO Can you point one of 'em out to me? BETINA Well ones over in that field. She points to the cotton field, at a OVERSEER on top of a horse, whip in hand, eyeing the blacks at his mercy. Django takes hold of a little bag slung over his shoulder opens it, and takes out a shiny brass SPYGLASS, the type a sea captain might use. Obviously a prop from Dr.Schultz. He slides it open, places it against his eye, and points it in the direction of a figure out in the cotton field landscape. SPYGLASS POV: Astride his nag, the filthy hillbilly, who calls himself SHAFFER, but who Django knows to be ELLIS BRITTLE, looks on, oblivious to Django's observation. DJANGO SPAGHETTI WESTERN FLASHBACK He remembers Ellis Brittle BURNING a "r" into Broomhilda's cheek with a BRANDING IRON. BACK TO DJANGO AND THE SPYGLASS he lowers the glass. 3 0 BETINA (INNOCENTLY) Is that who you lookin' for? DJANGO Yep. He folds the spyglass back up, and puts it back in his purse. DJANGO Where's the other two? BETINA. They by the stable, punishin' Little Jody for breakin' eggs. DJANGO They whippin' Little Jody? She nods her head, yes. DJANGO Point me in that direction. She points to a shed, and keeps pointing right. BETINA You go to that shed, and keep goin' that way. Which means; "Go to the shed and turn right." DJANGO Go git that white man, I came here with. He slaps her ass, to hurry her up. Then looks to the shed, and begins crossing the distance between him and The Brittle Brothers. FLASH ON A memory from The Carrucan Plantation; The Brittle Brothers giving his wife Broomhilda, a peelin'. PEELIN' : A punishment by bullwhip, across the back. LITTLE RAJ makes a line in the dirt with the heel of his boot. Making Django stand behind it, as he watches his wife being whipped. BIG JOHN BRITTLE SLASHES the beauty of Broomhilda's back with his BULLWHIP. DJANGO, keeping behind the line, begs Big John for mercy. 3/ DJANGO Please Big John, she won't do it no more! She's real sorry! The WHIP RIPS her back. DJANGO (SCREAMING) Goddamit, Big John! LITTLE RAJ Whoa nigger, calm down, keep it funny. Django gets on his knees, and on behalf of Broomhild.a, begs Big John Brittle with everything he has. BACK TO DJANGO crossing the lawn towards The Brittle Brothers, like an express train. FLASH ON Big John Brittle standing over him, bullwhip in hand, saying to the KNEELING DJANGO; BIG JOHN BRITTLE I like the way you beg, boy. EXT - STABLE - DAY Little Raj Brittle, ties LITTLE JODY, a petite slave girl (eighteen) to a dead tree stump. BIG JOHN BRITTLE paces, taking a few practice CRACKS with his WHIP. LITTLE JODY begs The Shaffer Brothers/The Brittle Brothers for mercy. ROGER goes and sits on a old wagon wheel to watch the whippin'. BIG JOHN BRITTLE Now Jody quit your caterwaulin'. You know yourself it's for your own good. Niggers are clumsy. You'd break everything in goddamn sight, you weren't cured. And the only known cure for nigger clumsiness is a peelin'. Little Jody begs to differ. BACK TO DJANGO As Django in his powder blue satin suit hurries across the grass to Little Jody and The Brittle Brothers, he collects eight little friends who happily run along with the fast walking man. EIGHT LITTLE FRENCH BULLDOGS who bark, yelp, snort and breath at his heels.. Django pays the little dogs no nevermind. 3 2- BACK TO BIG JOHN BRITTLE In position to take the skin off of Little Jody's back. BIG JOHN After this we'll see if you break eggs again. DJANGO turns the corner to the stable, and stands behind them. They don't see him. Big John rears back to make the first WHIP LASH... WHEN ... .DJANGO'S VOICE, stops him; DJANGO John Brittle! Big John breaks his whip stride, looks. up, and in a discarded full length broken mirror from the big house, laying abandoned against the stable wall, he see's DJANGO, dressed in his powder blue satin Little Lord Flauntleroy outfit, surrounded by his pack of little French Bulldogs. LITTLE JODY on her knees, tied to the dead tree stump, looks up see's the same thing in the mirror. LITTLE RAJ looks to his left at the sounds of the voice. BIG JOHN turns toward Django, who he still doesn't recognize. DJANGO just stares back. BIG JOHN smile disappears. He recognizes Django. So does Roger. LITTLE RAJ Django? Django crosses toward Big John, raising up his arm like he's going to shake his hand ... DJANGO Remember me? .Django extends his arm, and Dr.Schultz's Derringer arm contraption,. POPS the TINY GUN into his hand, and he FIRES a tiny bullet smack dab into BIG JOHN'S MERCILESS HEART. BIG JOHN FACE goes into shock... .he falls to his knees...he looks up, clutching his heart, at Django. DJANGO I like the way you die, boy. 3 3 Big John hears it...then tips over dead. LITTLE JODY can't believe what she's just seen. FOUR OTHER SLAVES who just happen to be walking in the background, see it. LITTLE RAJ is stunned ... . then comes to his senses, fumbling for the gun he wears on his hip, but since he's no gunman, in his haste, he gets it out of his holster, but drops it on the ground. It goes off... BANG. SHOOTING himself in the foot, he HOPS UP AND DOWN in pain. The Bulldogs scatter at the sound. of the BANG. DJANGO picks Big John's WHIP off the ground., and begins WHIPPING LITTLE RAJ across the face and chest. MORE SLAVES gather. DJANGO WHIPS HIM TO THE GROUND whips him on the ground, then throws the whip to the ground, picks Roger's pistol off the ground, and empties it (FIVE SHOTS) into Roger. To say the slaves are flabbergasted, is a understatement. Dr.Schultz rides his horse up quickly, rifle in his hand. He sees Django, and the two dead bodies. Dr.SCHULTZ Who are they? DJANGO That's John Brittle, and that's his little brother Raj. Dr.SCHULTZ Where's Ellis? DJANGO He's the one hightailin' it across that field right now. Ellis Brittle riding his horse full out through the cotton field trying to make an escape. SCHULTZ'S WINCHESTER goes to his eye, he follows the rider with his rifle barrel. Dr.SCHULTZ Are you sure that's him? Ellis gets further away... DJANGO Yes! Dr.SCHULTZ Are you positive? Ellis gets further away... DJANGO I dunno. Dr.SCHULTZ You don't know if you're positive? Ellis gets further away... DJANGO I don't know what, positive,'means. Dr.SCHULTZ It means you're sure. DJANGO Yes. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, what? DJANGO Yes I'm sure that's Ellis Brittle. BAM! The German picks the middle Brittle brother off his horse. The dead man WIPES OUT horribly in the thick cotton brush. RED BLOOD splashes on WHITE COTTON. The German and Django have the entire plantation's attention. Spencer Bennett (with his Winchester), his SONS and his OVERSEERS, and some HOUSE NIGGERS come around like a angry mob. The German tosses his rifle in the dirt, and raises his hands. Django does the same with his pistol. Dr.Schultz addresses the ANGRY MOB. Dr.SCHULTZ Everybody calm down, we mean no one else any harm! SPENCER Just who the hell are you two jokers? 35; Drï¿½. SCHULTZ I am Dr.King Schultz, a legal representative of the criminal justice system of the United States of America. The man to my left is Django Freeman, he's my. deputy. In my pocket is a warrant signed by circuit court judge Henry Allen Laudermilk of Austin Texas, for the arrest and capture, dead or alive, of John Brittle, Ellis Brittle, and Roger Brittle -- DJANGO - They were goin by the name, Shaffer. Dr.SCHULTZ You know them by the name, Shaffer. But the butchers real names'were Brittle. These are wanted men. The law wants them for murder. I reiterate, this warrant states dead or alive. When Django and myself executed these men on sight, we were operating within our legal. boundaries. Now I realize passions are high. But I must warn you, the penalty for taking deadly force against a officer of the court in the performance of his duty is, you will be hung by the neck until you are dead. This does put a momentary pause in the lynch mob's blood lust. After his dramatic pause for effect... .Dr.Schultz says; Dr.SCHULTZ May I please remove the warrant from my pocket so you may examine it? Resting his Winchester over his shoulder, Bennett reaches for the paper. SPENCER Gimmie. Dr.Schultz removes the warrant from his jacket pocket, and hands it to the plantation owner. Bennett reads it silently to himself, resigned to what it says. Dr.SCHULTZ Satisfied. Bennett eyes go from the warrant to the German. Dr.SCHULTZ May I have that back? 36 ,- Bennett hands Schultz back the piece of paper. Dr.SCHULTZ We good? BENNETT Get off my land. Dr.SCHULTZ Post haste. (TO DJANGO) Load up the bodies as quickly as you can, and let's get out of here. TIME CUT All three dead Brittle Brothers lie over the back of the extra horse the bounty hunters brought with them. Both Bounty Hunters are back in their saddles ready to leave. With all the eyes of the plantation on them, the white and black man start to ride out, when Spencer "Big Daddy" Bennett, steps in their way for one final threat. BENNETT Ain't nobody gonna touch you and your Jimmie while you on my property. But for lettin' a nigger kill a white man, and especially for letting a nigger kill a white man in a audience of niggers, y'all ain't gonna make it out of the county alive. Mark my words Schultz, by tomorrow morning your niggers gonna be stripped and clipped and hangin' from my motherfuckin' gate. Dr.SCHULTZ I'm fully aware Bennett, that you and your regulator playmates aren't shy about killing for what you believe in. But mark my words Big Daddy, if you make a move towards Django or myself, you better be prepared to die for it. The two men ride off. The Black and White Audience watch them go. EXT -- A TENNESSEE LAKE - NIGHT INSERT: Dr.Schultz's SADDLE BAG, the doctor's hands remove THREE STICKS /!. OF DYNAMITE from it. 3 7 INSERT: The doctor's HANDS bind the Three Sticks of Dynamite together. INSERT: The Three Sticks are WRAPPED UP in a BRIGHT YELLOW BANDANA. INSERT: The Yellow Dynamite Sticks, are buried in dirt about half way, with the yellow part protruding from out of the ground. CUT TO. CU SPENCER BENNETT lying on his belly in the grass. SPENCER BENNETT That's them sonsabitches. SPENCER'S POV: We see the camp by the lake that Dr.Schultz and Django have set up. Both wrapped up in bedrolls. The dead bodies of the Brittle Brothers lie by them in a pile. A campfire slowly dims. We Cut Back to Spencer Bennett lying on his belly with SIX OTHER RIFLE CARING MEN observing the camp, from over a grade. The Men sneak back down the hill the way they came... Where about TWENTY-FOUR REGULATORS are waiting for them ON HORSEBACK, all of the riders heads are covered by FLOUR SACKS with eyes and mouth holes cut out. Some carry TORCHES, all carry RIFLES or SHOTGUNS. Spencer mounts his horse. "Big Daddy" issues orders astride his steed.. SPENCER BENNETT Now unless they start shootin' first, nobody shoot 'em. That's way too simple for these jokers. We're gonna whip that nigger lover to death. And I'm gonna personally, strip and clip that garboon myself. Having said his blood thirsty words, he puts the flour sack over his head. He tussles with the sack for a bit, then from inside the sack; SPENCER BENNETT Damn, I can't see fuckin' shit outta this thing. He sticks his fingers in the.eye holes, and rips, trying to make the holes bigger, he only succeeds in making-visibility more obscured. BRADSHAW We ready, or what? 3 7 SPENCER BENNETT Hold on I'm fuckin' with my eye holes. (RIPS) Shit ...I just made it worse. He rips. it off his head in frustration. RANDY I can't see shit either. REDFISH Who made this goddamn shit? 0. B. Willards wife. WILLARD Well make you own goddamn masks! SPENCER (TO WILLARD) Look nobody's saying they don't appreciate what Jenny did. REDFISH Well if all I hadda do was cut a bag, I could cut it better then this. 0. B. How 'bout-you Robert, can you see? ROBERT Not too good. I mean if I.don't move my head, I can see you pretty good ... . more or less. But when I start ridin' the bag starts moving all over, and I'm riding blind. Randy tears at his bag. RANDY Oh shit, I just made mine worse. He puts it on-then says; RANDY Yep, it's worse. He yanks it off his head. RANDY Did anybody bring any extra bags? TERRY No, no one brought a extra bag! 3 9 RANDY I'm just asking. DOUG Do we hafta wear 'em when we ride? SPENCER Shitfire, if you don't wear 'em as you ride up, that just defeats the purpose. Redfish, fatter then some (but not all), takes off his bag. REDFISH I can't see in this fucking thing! I can't breathe in this fucking thing! And I can't ride in this fucking thing! WILLARD Fuck all y'all! I'm going home. I watched my wife work all day gettin' thirty bags ready for you ungrateful sonsabitches! And all I hear is criticize, criticize, criticize. From now on don't ask me or mine for nothin'! Willard rides off. O.B. removes his bag, and yells after Willard. SPENCER O.B., I tole yo to keep quiet! They're asleep, not dead. O.B. But Willards riding off. SPENCER Fuck Willard! Look, let's not forget why we're here. We gotta killer nigger over that hill. And we gotta make a lesson outta 'em. RANDY Okay, I'm confused, are the bags on or off? Robert takes off his bag, and says; ROBERT I think we all think the bags was a nice idea. But, not pointing any fingers, they could of been done better. So how 'bout, no bags this time, but next time, we do the bags right, and then we go full regalia. Everyone takes off their bag. SPENCER Wait a minute, I didn't say no bags! YO TERRY But nobody can see. SPENCER So? TERRY So, it would be nice to see. SPENCER Goddamit, this is a raid! I can't see, you can't see, so what? All that matters is can the fuckin horse see! That's a raid. Spencer puts on his sack, everyone else, reluctantly, does as well. EXT - LAKE - NIGHT The THIRTY RIDERS, all with SACKS OVER THEIR HEADS, come riding over the hill, hooting and hollerin. Since nobody can see they ride haphazard into each other.'Redfish falls off his horse hard on his fat ass. They surround the camp, and when the sleeping Schultz and Django don't react, they know something's up. But since nobody can see, everybody and everybody's horse is. confused. WE HEAR A GROUP OF LINES FROM CIRCLING COWBOYS ON HORSEBACK WITH BAGS OVER THEIR HEADS: "Where are they, I can't see" - "They tricked us" - "Did somebody fall" "Where the hell are they" "Y'all, Redfish fell off his horse-He's kinda hurt bad." Then amongst the confusion... WE SNAP ZOOM TO A BIG TREE on the other side of the lake Then quickly cut into The Tree. Till we're in a CU OF Dr.SCHULTZ with a SCOPE SIGHT RIFLE up to his eye. SCOPE SIGHT POV The Yellow covered STICKS OF DYNAMITE protruding from the ground, are inside the scope sight circle, Horse hooves step around it. TWO SHOT Dr.SCHtJLTZ and DJANGO up in a tree. Dr.SCHULTZ Auf wiedersehen. L, He fires. The Camp EXPLODES Blowing Horses and Riders Apart. Dr.Schultz and Django lift up repeating rifles. Dr.SCHULTZ Let 'em have it! DJANGO I can't see nothin'. Dr.SCHULTZ Just fire into the smoke. The two treetop killers let loose with rifle fire. INSIDE OF THE SMOKE pandemonium reigns. Horses and Men trip over bodies and pieces of bodies, of horses and men. Men with legs and arms blown off, yell bloody murder, hurt and scared Horses cry. Some struggle to get the sacks off their heads, while scared horses dance and buck in panic. Some are shot by the rifle fire. The rest of the men not blown up, and still on horseback, between the sacks and the smoke, still can't see worth a damn. And Men and Horses collide with one another, which causes more bucking and riders falling. About fifteen of the men who can still ride, high tail it the fuck out of there. Whipped and whimpering like dogs. SPENCER BENNETT on his horse with the other fleeing regulators RIDES for his life... SCOPE SIGHT POV We see the back of the fleeing Bennett smack dab in the cross hairs. DJANGO scope sight rifle up to his eye. Schultz next to him, says; Dr.SCHULTZ He's getting away. DJANGO I got 'em. SPENCER'S HORSE his hooves race and rip up the grass. SPENCER riding for his life... DJANGO scope sight rifle up to his eye. Dr.SCHULTZ He's getting out of range. DJANGO I got 'em. INSERT: A black finger squeezes the rifle trigger. SPENCER BENNETT we're behind him as he rides away, OFF SCREEN we hear the whistling of what sounds like an incoming missle. SPENCER BENNETT we're in.front of Spencer Bennett as he rides, when Django's bullet, RIPS THROUGH his CHEST. DJANGO DJANGO I got 'em. SPENCER BENNETT falls from his horse, dead. DJANGO scope sight rifle in his hand, big smile on his face, looks.to Dr.Schultz. Dr.SCHULTZ Like that, huh? Referring to the scope sight rifle; DJANGO I like. Dr.SCHULTZ Well, I think while they take this opportunity to lick their wounds, we should take this opportunity to get the fuck out of Tennessee. They hop out of the tree. MONTAGE Dr.Schultz in a big city, buying Django a new saddle. Django gets his first initial "D" etched into it. The men go to different stores to purchase Django's wardrobe. The outfit bought, is selected by Django, with suggestions offered by Schultz. When he's done, Django looks damn handsome in his new duds. Brown cowboy boots, Green Corduroy Jacket, Smokey Grey Shirt, Tan Skin Tight Pants, and Light Brown Cowboy Hat. He looks a. bit like Elvis in "Flaming Star" and a Little Joe Cartwright on "Bonanza". However, tellingly, he keeps Ace Speck's Winter Coat as his winter coat. EXT - COUNTRY MEADOW - PRETTY DAY Django, sitting on his new saddle, in his new duds, rides alongside the good doctor Schultz. The German carries a PICNIC BASKET. Dr.SCHULTZ But I'm serious son, Greenville is just too dangerous for you to go fucking around there. You're a freed, slave, you should be in New York. You shouldn't be in Greenville, you shouldn't even be forty miles on any side of Greenville., You shouldn't be anywhere in Mississippi. DJANGO She's my wife, it's my job to look after her. If Greenville's where I gotta go to find out where she went, then I gotta go. Now you were sayin' where I gotta go first? Dr.SCHULTZ There'should be some sort of records office. You know when she was sold, you know where she came from, the Carrucan Plantation, and you know her name ... . what is her name? DJANGO Broomhilda. Schultz reacts. Dr.SCHULTZ Broomhilda? Django.nods his head yes. Dr.SCHULTZ Were her owners German? Now Django reacts, "How did he know that? DJANGO Yeah, how did you know? She wasn't born on The Carrucan Plantation. She was raised by a German mistress, The Von Shafts. She can speak a little German too. Dr.SCHULTZ Your wife? DJANGO Yeah, when she was little her mistress taught her so she'd have somebody to talk German with. Dr.SCHULTZ So let me get this straight, your slave wife speaks German, and her name is Broomhilda Von Shaft...? DJANGO Yep. Mouthful, huh? Dr.SCHULTZ To say the least. (stopping the horse) This looks like a very pretty place to have our picnic. What'd ya say, here? TIME CUT EXT - PICNIC IN COUNTRY MEADOW - PRETTY DAY The two men sit on a blanket with a nice picnic spread spread out. Django eats a cucumber sandwich with the crust cut off, and drinks a cup of tea. DJANGO How did you know Broomhilda's first masters were German? Dr.SCHULTZ Broomhilda is a German name. If they named her, it stands to reason they'd be German. DJANGO Lotsa gals where you from named Broomhilda? Dr.SCHULTZ No, not so much. Broomhilda is the name of a character in one of the most popular of all the German legends. DJANGO Really? There's a story 'bout Broomhilda? Dr.SCHULTZ Yes there is. DJANGO Do you know it? Dr.SCHULTZ Every German knows that story. Would you like me to tell you? Django nods his head, yes. Dr.SCHULTZ Well Broomhilda was a princess. She was the daughter of Wotan, the god of all gods. Anyway, her father is really mad at her. DJANGO What she do.? Dr.SCHULTZ I don't exactly remember. I think she disobeys him in some way. So at first he's just going to obliterate her - DJANGO Obliterate... . what does that mean? Dr.SCHULTZ Like blow up. He pantomimes a explosion. DJANGO Phew, that's pretty mad. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes it is, and like most fathers, given a little time, he calms down a bit. He's still mad at her. He still wants to punish her. Just not ... . blow her up. So instead what he does, is he puts her high on top of a mountain. DJANGO Broomhilda's on a mountain? Dr.SCHULTZ It's a German legend, there's always going to be a mountain in there somewhere. So, he puts her on top of the mountain and he puts a fire breathing dragon there to guard the mountain. And. then he surrounds her in circle of hellfire. And there Broomhilda shall remain, unless a hero arises brave enough to save her. DJANGO Does a fella arise? From now on as Dr.Schultz talks, he's beginning to realize something he wasn't aware of when the conversation started. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes Django, as a matter he does. A fella named, Sigfried. DJANGO Does Sigfried save her? Dr.SCHULTZ Yes he does, and quite spectacularly, so. Now true, he is assisted in his triumph by a truly, truly, remarkable sword, still, having said that, Sigfried triumphs over all of his obstacles not just due to his sword, but due to his courage. He scales the mountain, because he's not afraid of it. He defeats the dragon, because he's not afraid.of him. Dr.SCHULTZ (CON'T) He walks through hellfire because Broomhilda's worth. it. After that last line of dialogue... .the two men just let a moment pass as they nibble on their sandwiches. DJANGO I know how he feels. Dr.SCHULTZ I think I'm just starting to realize that. He pours Django and himself some more tea out of a fancy tea pot, as he thinks about what he's going to say next. Dr.SCHULTZ Look Django, I don't doubt one day you will save your lady love. But I'm afraid I can't let you go to Greenville in a good conscious. Let me ask you a question, how do you like the bounty hunting business? DJANGO Kill white folks, and they pay ya? What's not to like? Dr.SCHULTZ I hafta admit, we make a good team. DJANGO But I'thought you were mad at me for killin' Big John and Rodger? Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, on that occasion, you were a tad overzealous. But normally, that's a good thing. How'd you like to partner up for the winter? DJANGO What'd ya mean partner up? Dr.SCHULTZ You be my deputy, for real this time. A lot of the big money is in outlaw gangs. Some of these fellas are worth fifteen hundred or three thousand a piece. With one man, anything over three men is a risk. But with a partner? Creating cross fire? It's fish in a. barrel. A lot of these gangs hold up in the'hills for the winter. DJANGO You makin' another agreement? W7 Dr.SCHULTZ Yes. You work with me through the winter, till the snow melts. I give you a third of my bounties. And while we're together, I'll teach you a few things you're going to need to know. DJANGO Can you teach me how to make Tony do that head bow thing that Fritz can do? Dr.SCHULTZ That among other things. We make some money this winter, when the snow melts, I'll take you to Greenville myself, and we'll find where they sent your wife. I'm pretty good at finding people. Is it a deal? No white man has ever done anything for Django, just to him. So understandably, he's a little suspicious. DJANGO Why you care what happens to me? Why you care if I find my wife? Dr.SCHULTZ Well frankly, I've never given anybody their freedom before. And now that I have, I feel vaguely responsible for you. You're just not ready to go off on your own, it's that simple. You're too green, you'll get hurt. Plus when a German meets a real life Sigfried,. it's kind of a big deal. As a German, I'm obliged to help you on your quest to rescue your beloved Broomhilda. Django accepts that response. What follows is a MONTAGE covering the five months that Django and Schultz partner up as bounty hunters. Schultz wears his normal ensemble. Django wears his cool looking Green Jacket, unless it's really cold, which a lot of this Montage is. Then he still wears Ace Specks raw hide winter coat over his cool clothes. WE SEE A SCENE to be improvised (more or less), where Dr.Schultz teaches Django how to draw and shoot the pistol in the holster at his hip. By the end of the scene, after trial and error, we see Django's going to be good at this. EXT - HILLSIDE - SUNNY DAY We see Django and Dr.Schultz walking up a hill. Tony and Fritz have been left tied up downhill. Django leads a extra body HORSE (named PONCHO) behind him. Dr.Schultz carries his scope sight rifle in 'a long case. They get to the top of the hill. It overlooks a small farmhouse. Y, 8 DOWN BELOW WE SEE A LITTLE MAN struggling behind a plow, and his FIFTEEN YEAR OLD SON helping him by leading the horse forward. On top of their perch on the hill top, Dr.Schultz says; Dr.SCHULTZ Keep down or he'll see you. DJANGO Who that farmer? Who cares? Dr.SCHULTZ Well since we came here to kill 'em, he just might. DJANGO What? The little man pushin' that plow? Dr.SCHULTZ That little man pushing that plow, is Smitty Bacall. DJANGO Smitty Bacall is a farmer? Dr.SCHULTZ No. Smitty Bacall is a stagecoach robber who's hiding out as a farmer, because there's a seven thousand dollar bounty on his head. He hands Django the scope rifle case. Dr.SCHULTZ And he's all yours my boy. DJANGO lays on his belly, with the Scope Sight up to his eye. SCOPE SIGHT POV: on the Farmer struggling behind his plow, working hard with his horse and his son. Django's finger on the trigger... .but he hesitates. Dr.SCHULTZ Oh what happened.to mister I wanna kill white folks for money? DJANGO His son's with him. Dr.SCHULTZ Good. He'll have a loved one with him. Maybe even share a last word. That's better then most get, and a damn. sight better then he deserves. 1Ï¿½9 Django still hesitates. Dr.SCHULTZ Put down the rifle. Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. Take out Smitty Bacall's handbill. Django removes the folded up handbill from the pocket of his tan pants. Dr.SCHULTZ Read it aloud. Consider it today's lesson. DJANGO (READING) "Wanted, dead or alive. Smitty Bacall and The Smitty Bacall Gang. For murder and stagecoach robbery. Seven thousand dollars for Smitty Bacall. One thousand and five hundred dollars for each of his gang members. Known members of The Smitty Bacall Gang are as follows, DANDY MICHAELS, GERALD NASH, and CRAZY CRAIG KOONS." Dr.SCHULTZ Well done. Bravo. THAT is who Smitty Bacall is. If Smitty Bacall wanted to start a farm at twenty-two, they would never of printed that. (REFERRING TO THE HANDBILL) But Smitty Bacall wanted to rob stagecoaches, and he didn't mind killing people to do it. You want to save your wife by doing what I do? This is what I do. I kill people, and sell their corpses for cash. His corpse is worth seven thousand dollars. Now quit your pussyfootin and shoot him. Django SHOOTS. The Little Man down below behind the plow falls down. The Young Boy doesn't know what happened at first. Then he figures'out his father was just shot. He goes to him in the dirt. Dr.SCHULTZ You need to keep that Smitty Bacall handbill. DJANGO Why? Dr.SCHULTZ It's good luck. You always keep the handbill of your first bounty. They begin walking down the hill, to collect Smitty Bacall's body, leading the extra body horse behind them. 50 As they walk down hill, they watch the little scene of Smitty Bacall's Son cradling his dying father.in his arms, the older man speaking his last words to his son before he dies. Dr.SCHULTZ See, they're having a tender little father son moment now. No doubt the most heartfelt one they've ever had. EXT - SNOWY FOREST - NIGHT It's now full on snowy winter in the hills. Django practices his quick draw against a SNOWMAN he's built. He sticks a BOTTLE in it, so the bottom of the bottle is where the snowman's heart would be. He DRAWS... Shoots the bottle heart! He DRAWS ... Shoots the left coal eye. He DRAWS ... Shoots the right coal eye. He DRAWS... Shoots the carrot nose. Dr.Schultz comes up behind him. Dr.SCHULTZ I think it's safe to say you're faster then the snowman. EXT - SNOWY FOREST - DIFFERENT NIGHT A outlaw gang known as The WILSON - LOWE GANG (five guys) ride through a snowy forest at night. When all five men and their Horses, are SHOT FROM ABOVE. DJANGO AND SCHULTZ up in a tree, FIRING DOWN ON them. EXT - WINTER MOUNTAIN TOWN MAIN STREET - NIGHT The FLAKES continue to FALL HARD as Dr.Schultz and Django ride down the main street of town, pulling poor Poncho who's FULLY LOADED DOWN with five corpses. 571 The local SHERIFF, DON GUS, watches the two men ride up, he knows them. SHERIFF GUS Doctor and Django, how the hell are ya, and who the hell ya got there? Dr.SCHULTZ The Wilson - Lowe Gang. SHERIFF GUS Who the hell's The Wilson - Lowe Gang? Dr.Schultz removes a handbill from his inside jacket pocket, and hands it down to the friendly peace officer. Dr.SCHULTZ Bad Chuck Wilson, and meaner Bobby Lowe. And three of their acolytes. SHERIFF GUS Just leave 'em out here, they ain't going nowhere. And if'in they do, god must love 'em, so who are we to say. Come outta the snowy snow and git yourself some coffee. TNT - SHERIFF GUS'S OFFICE - NIGHT The snow encrusted bounty hunters come inside the lawmans office. They exchange pleasantries about the weather as the Sheriff pours them coffee. After the two frosty gentlemen have drunk some of the hot liquid, they get down to business. As Schultz and Gus discuss the bounties, Django reads the handbills aloud from off the wall. On the third one he reads, WARREN VANDERS, and a two thousand dollar bounty, "That one", Schultz says. Django RIPS IT off the wall. As the winter has progressed, we see they've become a genuine bounty hunting team. And Django, a genuine bounty hunter. EXT - PRETTY MEADOW - DAY The snow has melted, and it's SPRING. And inside of this meadow Django practices his fast draw against five men... .by Schultz throwing FIVE COINS in the air ... DJANGO DRAWS FAST shoots three coins, FIRES again hitting another, then falls to the ground to get the fifth. He looks up from the ground at Schultz. 5L As Schultz collects the coins off the ground, he says; Dr.SCHULTZ You're pretty confident aren't you? Django nods his head, yes. Dr.SCHULTZ You have reason to be. He holds out his fist, opens his hand, the coins lay in his palm. All the coins have bullet holes dead in their center. He drops them on top of Django. DJANGO Still think I'm too green for Greenville? Dr.Schultz removes a pipe, sticks it in his mouth and says; Dr.SCHULTZ Oh you're ready for Greenville. He lights a match, then lights the pipe, puffing as he says; Dr.SCHULTZ Greenville ready for you, that I'm not so sure. He blows out the match... WE GO TO BLACK What we also saw in the above montage is Django shake off a lifetime of slavery. Django, in his green jacket, in his cowboy hat, on top of his steed Tony, with his gun hanging from his hip, has become his own man. He's not a slave anymore. He's a bounty hunter. BLACK TITLE CARD ACROSS THE SCREEN ONE LETTER AT A TIME STYLE (ala "Rocky" and "FLASHDANCE") MISSISSIPPI CUT TO EXT - THE TOWN OF GREENVILLE MISSISSIPPI - DAY The whole Main Street of Greenville is thick with five inches of shit brown mud that all the horse hooves, and wagon wheels, and slave feet have to wade through to get from one end of the town to the other. 53 We see Django and Dr.Schultz enter the town, and slosh their horses in the mud,, down the main street of Greenville Mississippi. The buying and selling of slaves is what the whole town is built around. BLACK MEN, WOMEN, and CHILDREN in BONDAGE are everywhere you look. LINES OF CHAINED SLAVES being marched one way or the other, move through the muddy streets of Greenville. WHITE MEN on horses move them along. BUCKBOARDS filled with DOMESTIC SLAVES (HOUSE NIGGERS), and pretty PONYS, driven by WHITE MEN roll through the street. A YOUNG WHITE BOY (14 years old), a shepherd, leads a bunch of SLAVE CHILDREN through town. A SHEPHERD'S DOG, HELPS HIM OUT BY MOVING THE KIDS ALONG. Impromptu slave auctions take place on almost every block. A SUBTITLE APPEARS on the bottom of the screen: GREENVILLE CHICKASAW COUNTY, MISSISSIPPI Dr.Schultz takes in this African flesh market, where human beings sell other human beings, with disgust and a little bit of shock. Django is neither disgusted or. shocked, he knows first hand how Greenville operates. As he rides Tony through town in his snappy duds, he looks'at the BLACK MEN half dressed: in chains. He REMEMBERS HIMSELF with his six Other Companions from earlier, being walked through the mud of Main Street by The Speck Brothers. On that day he might as well of been a steer. Today, with a gun on his hip, money in his pocket, in his snappy outfit, astride his steed Tony, he feels so different from these wretched half naked bastards it gives him a bit of a chill. Django sees the towns railroad depot, and across from it a huge SLAVE PEN, like a STEER CORRAL. At the moment there's no train in the depot. WE FLASH ON The TRAIN, at a earlier time, pulling into the depot. INSIDE ONE OF THE BOXCARS amidst a boxcar full of shirtless BLACK MALES, Django watches the train pull into the station, from inside the wooden slates of the boxcar.: A hatch in the roof of the boxcar is NOISILY YANKED OPEN, and TWO WHITE SLAVE TRADERS (RUSS AND JUDD), peer down at their human cargo. JUDD Good god almighty these niggers stink! I F RUSS Niggers stink, where's the shock? (to the Slaves BELOW) Okay you bucks, listen up, and listen well, I'm only gonna say this once. There's a slave corral right across from this boxcar. We gittin ready to open these doors. When we do, y'all run as fast as you can, right into that pen. 'Anyone gittin off trail, gonna get hurt and hurt bad. Now you niggers better comprehend. And that goes for any African garboons amongst y'all can't understand english ... . your American buddies better shove your ass in the right direction, or your trip to this country is going to be short, and pointless. Train to pen as fast as you can! The boxcar door is slid open, and a HUNDRED AND FIFTY BLACK MALES run full out from the train to the steer corral. We spot Django during the running. Once inside the corral, the gate is closed. COWBOYS with rifles act as prison guards. INSIDE THE CORRAL through the wooden posts, in the distance, Django watches them open up the boxcar holding the females. They do their run to their pen out of view. Django catches a quick glimpse of Broomhild.a running with the other LADIES, then she's gone from view. BACK TO DJANGO (PRESENT) Django and Dr.Schultz on top of their horses, taking in the sight of Greenville. Dr.SCHULTZ It's a spectacle out of Dante. DJANGO You should see it from the other side. Dr.SCHULTZ Frankly, I don't know if I could endure this. DJANGO You'd be surprised what you can endure. (BEAT) Where to? 675 Dr.SCHULTZ Records office. CUT TO INT - RECORDS OFFICE - DAY Dr.Schultz and Django walk into a records office, lined with books. We watch through the store front window, the black man and white man enter, and Dr.Schultz present his business card to a Dickensian looking RECORDS OFFICE WORKER. As Schultz starts his spellbinding with words routine... . The CAMERA FADES TO BLACK. BLACK TITLE CARD: BROOMHILDA INT - SLAVE PEN - DAY The same shot we saw before of Django fighting his way to the bars of the slave pen, to get a better last look of Broomhilda. Broomhilda, as before is walked by in the distance. Then, as before Django loses sight of her. EXT - MAIN STREET - GREENVILLE - DAY We follow in front of Broomhilda being lead out of the slave pen by TWO WHITE MALE SLAVERS. Her bare feet slosh in the Main Street mud, and the leg irons scrap her ankles. Up until now everything you've ever seen of Broomhilda, has only been in Django's Spaghetti Western Flashbacks. In other words, from his perspective, and memory. This is the,only time the story will shift to Broomhilda's perspective. The strong but frightened girl is led out on to the hustle and bustle, and wagon wheels and horse hoofs of Main Street. Broomhilda is not taken into that three story auction arena that Django was sold in at the beginning. Instead She's just lifted up on a parked buckboard wagon. Her SELLER (CLYDE) starts his pitch on the TWELVE or so BUYERS that watch this puny make shift auction. BROOMHILDA looks down into the crowd of twelve ugly white men, and holds her breath which one will buy her. Among the ugly white men we see Mr.HARMONY (MIKE), not quite as ugly as the rest. An older well dressed, classy gentleman. Next to him is his twenty four year old overweight awkward son SCOTTY HARMONY. Scotty in the audience, and Broomhilda on the wagon, THEIR EYES MEET, he nudges his dad. The Seller makes her expose her breasts to the small crowd. Then her back, revealing her whip marks. Then pointing out the runaway "r" branded in her cheek. Some of the crowd, including Scotty, react with repulsion at the sight of the whip marks. The Seller assures the crowd, that niggers don't feel pain like white folks, and it only makes the women more gentle. SELLER - CLYDE Fellahs, you ain't felt gentle, till you felt nigger gal gentle. UGLY MAN makes a bid. BROOMHILDA yikes. UGLIER MAN higher bid. BROOMHILDA reacts. UGLIER BY FAR GUY makes leap frog big bid. BROOMHILDA reacts. BIG GREASY FAT GUY makes a bid. BIG FAT GREASY BEAVER PELT COVERED TRAPPER makes a bid. A GIGGLING LEERING GROUP OF BROTHERS make a bid. A SEVENTY FIVE YEAR OLD INDIAN ON A MULE makes a bid. Mr.Harmony makes a bid for his son Scotty. Broomhilda notices that. And makes more eye contact with Scotty. They look at each other as Mr.Harmony continues to bid. A LITERARY NARRATOR comes on the soundtrack. NARRATOR (VO) On that day, eight months ago, the auction was won by Mike Harmony, as a birthday present for his fat boy son Scotty. Mr.Harmony congratulates his son. From on top of the buckboard Broomhilda looks down at her new owners. Later they leave for the Harmony house. Scotty lifts Broomhilda up into the back of the buckboard. He hands her a little white bag. SCOTTY This is for you. She opens the bag,candies of many colors sit in it. SCOTTY They're jelly beans. Try one. She selects a yellow one and puts it in her mouth. SCOTTY Good huh? She nods her head, yes. We see him drive the buckboard out of Greenville with Broomhilda in the back eating her bag of jelly beans. $XT - COUNTRY ROAD - DAY The buckboard makes its way down a country road. Broomhilda in the back, and Scotty driving the wagon. Scotty bought her, but he's too scared to talk to her. Broomhilda's muddy bare feet dangle off the wagon. She's beginning to realize the young master is the shy type. BROOMHILDA Master Scotty... ? SCOTTY Yes Broomhilda? BROOMHILDA I'm lonely back here. Can I come on up with you on that seat so we can talk? SCOTTY Please, I'd love that. She climbs into the driver's seat. In more ways then one. '8 EXT - THE HARMONY HOUSE - DAY A nice two story southern house. Very nice, but hardly a plantation. The household's FOUR DOMESTIC SLAVES. Broomhilda will be the fifth. The buckboard pulls up to the front of the house. Scotty's mother, Mrs.HARMONY (MARY LOUISE), waits to meet her son, and his new bought nigger gal. The older lady looks the black girl up and down and says to her; Mrs.HARMONY What's your name, gal? BROOMHILDA Broomhilda. Mrs.HARMONY Follow me. into the kitchen, ('to her son) You stay out here. INT - KITCHEN - DAY Mrs.Harmony brings Broomhilda in her kitchen. The TWO DOMESTIC SLAVES that were in, there are chased out by the boss lady. Mrs.Harmony grabs Broomhilda by the wrist, and tells her; Mrs.HARMONY I want to have a word with you, wench. You met my boy Scotty. You can tell ain't no white girl gonna fool with him. And if they do fool with him, they fool with him for the wrong reason. Boy's twenty four, he still ain't a man yet. That's why you're here. Be nice to him. He's a very sweet boy. Play him right, he'll eat bird seed out of your palm. Play 'em wrong, you'll deal with me. BROOMHILDA I like Scotty. He's just shy is all. All he needs is a little confidence. Mrs.HARMONY And you'll give that to him? BROOMHILDA I'll do my best, mam. Scotty's a real sweet boy. Mrs.HARMONY He is, isn't he? BROOMHILDA Ah-huh. The mother lets go of the young lady's wrist. 19 NARRATOR (VO) Basically The Harmony's bought a slave bride for young master Scotty that day. And the two kids had a nice time playing house for awhile. We see Scotty and Broomhilda catching butterflies in butterfly nets in the daytime.. At night they catch LIGHTNING BUGS together. At night in Scotty's bed, while the young man lay fast asleep, Broomhilda looks at her jelly jar of GLOWING LIGHTNING BUGS. NARRATOR (VO) As Scotty's sort of defacto sweetheart, if no visitors were about, Broomhilda would even join the family at their dinner table. We see them at dinner eating fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy. NARRATOR.(VO) And pretty soon she was adopted into a member of the family. Mrs.Harmony and Broomhilda sewing together. The Harmony family and Broomhilda playing croquet in the front yard. After dinner, Mrs.Harmony entertaining the family by playing the piano. Mr.Harmony reading the women and his son a story from a storybook. NARRATOR (VO) Scotty was never happier. Scotty and Broomhilda walking holding hands at Southern magic hour. Broomhilda having sex with Scotty, baby talking with him, talking him through it, making him feel loved and secure. NARRATOR (VO) After three months of this bliss, Scotty decided to take Broomhilda for a romantic weekend in Greenville. SCOTTY AND BROOMHILDA drive through the Main Street of Greenville, dressed to the nines, in a fancy carriage. Broomhilda dressed in a beautiful white lace dress, complete with white lace gloves, fancy ladies hat, and white parasol. Scotty, very proud of his pretty Pony, is dressed in a fashion best described as plantation pimp daddy. 6O NARRATOR (VO) White masters would take their pretty Ponys to Greenville for a treat or romantic excursion, for two reasons-One, seeing how bad the other slaves had it, always made the papered Ponys appreciate their privilege position, (just in case they'd forgot). BROOMHILDA holding her parasol, looking like a black Daisy Miller, watches the OTHER SLAVES march by in the mud. They watch her too. INT - HOTEL LOBBY - NIGHT Broomhilda and Scotty, and their luggage, move into the fancy hotel lobby, and rent a room at the front desk. INSERT: HOTEL REGISTRY Scotty signs his name. The DESK CLERKS HAND checks the box on the registry book that indicates darkee female companion. INT -. GREENVILLE - NIGHT Greenville at night is a little different. At night, RICH WHITE MASTERS showing off their Ponys (like Scotty), rule the streets. NARRATOR (VO) And two, there was a sliver of society that ran through Greenville at night that catered to white masters who were infected with a condition that was normally referred to as, "Nigger love." At night the streets, the bars, bistros, and buggy rides were ruled by rich white masters showing off their pretty Pony's. EXT - CLEOPATRA CLUB - NIGHT An establishing shot.of the three story house that has been converted into private club called, The Cleopatra Club. NARRATOR (VO) But the crown jewel of all this interracial frivolity, was the members only, Cleopatra Club. INSERT: GOLD PLAQUE with the name, THE CLEOPATRA CLUB on it, next to it is a profile of Nefertiti. 6! INT - THE CLEOPATRA CLUB - RESTAURANT - NIGHT The interracial joint is jumping (as long as by interracial you mean white men and black women). Scotty and Broomhilda are enjoying a fancy dinner in the clubs dining room. We see across the dining room, the powerful white man, CALVIN CANDIE, sitting with some White Men and some Black Ponys, eyeing Broomhilda. SCOTTY I gotta tell you Broomhilda - I don't care if I go to. hell for this - I love you. And if loving you means I go to hell ... . Well then hello Mr.Devil. That was actually kind of funny. Broomhilda was right, all he needed was a little confidence. She puts her hand on his. NARRATOR (VO) Then... speak of the devil and the devil appears. CALVIN CANDIE appears at their table. CALVIN CANDIE Hello, my name is Calvin Candie, I own The Cleopatra Club. And I would just like to welcome an attractive couple'like yourselves to my favorite place on earth. Scotty stands up and shakes hands with Calvin. SCOTTY Thank you so much, it's a great honor. We love it here. Pointing at a empty chair. CALVIN CANDIE May I join you?- SCOTTY Please, by all means. Calvin sits down. Broomhilda gets a sinister chill from this smiling jack. Scotty, as per usual, is clueless. CALVIN CANDIE How long have you been a member? SCOTTY We just joined this weekend. CALVIN CANDIE Well our little private oasis appreciates your patronage. Some may consider the dues excessive, but they're necessary for us to create this haven for the alternative lifestyle we've all become accustomed to. SCOTTY Well said, and money well spent. He squeezes Broomhilda's hand. Candie sees this. CALVIN CANDIE It would be.my pleasure, your first weekend at the club, to join me and my friends at my table. Broomhilda knows this is a man to be avoided. But Scotty is swept away being courted by somebody like Calvin Candie. She tries to imply they should stay where they are. He brushes her off with a, "Don't be silly." We see Calvin introduce his table of friends to the couple, and they join the party. Calvin Candie has his arm around a foxy Pony named SHEBA, whose dress is a little more revealing then the others. They drink and talk, and the White Men have a forced good time. But Calvin Candie can't hide his sinister side from Broomhilda, and it keeps her uncomfortable, until she excuses herself from the table to go to bed. Scotty's having such a good time with his fancy friends he opts to stay behind.'Broomhilda leaves in a bit of a huff, due to Scotty's disobedience. If these fancy.fucking white men weren't around making Scotty feel so puffy chested, he'd never dismiss her that way. We FOLLOW Broomhilda out of the club, across the street, to the hotel. NARRATOR (VO) After excusing herself, she walked across the street to her hotel room. She got her white dress dirty in the mud, but she didn't care, the night was ruined anyway. Some romantic weekend. Wait till she gets home and tells his mother how he ignored her. She'll fix his fat ass. Wait till he asks her to scratch his back next time. She's gonna scrape every pimple. '3 ï¿½-. BACK AT THE CLEO CLUB The now drunk Scotty is playing poker with Calvin and his friends. NARRATOR (VO) Back at The Cleopatra Club, as the night wore on, Calvin Candie suggested'a friendly card game. As the game wore on, it came down to a two thousand dollar pot between Calvin Candie and Scotty Harmony. Luckily for him, Scotty was holding.a inside straight. Calvin holds his cards with Sheba draped around him. She whispers something in his ear. CANDIE (TO SHEBA) Really? (TO SCOTTY) You know what Sheba just tole me? Scotty, thinking about his great hand, says; SCOTTY What? CANDIE She says she thinks you're cute. SCOTTY Really? Thank you Sheba, I think you're beautiful. Sheba whispers something else in Candie's ear. CANDIE Sheba says she'd like to give you a little lip. Want some lip? Scotty, is a little surprised. SCOTTY Well, she's your Pony...I mean... CANDIE Oh hush, what's a little nigger lip 'tween friends. Go on honey, give 'em some sugar. Sheba walks over to Scotty's side of the table, and gives him a very lip intensive'soul kiss. The table enjoys the show. Then Sheba goes back to Calvin's side of the table. The game continues. G CANDIE Okay loverboy, I think you're trying to out brazen me in my own club, and I won't have it. If you're really holding cards, time to pony up. I raise you five hundred. Candie throws in his chips. SCOTTY. I see your five hundred... (throws in chips) .and raise you four hundred more. (tosses his last chips) Call. This is where Calvin Candie has waited to be all night. CALVIN CANDIE Not so fast, boy. (BEAT) Pot ain't fat enough yet. SCOTTY I'm all in. CALVIN CANDIE Ain't that too bad. Scotty doesn't intend to let this smiling Jack cheat him out of his pot, especially with him holding an inside straight. SCOTTY I would think a southern gentleman of such renown as yourself, wouldn't have to resort to buying a pot in his own club. Calvin writes on a piece of paper, then throwsit'in the pot. CALVIN CANDIE One final raise. Scotty takes the piece of paper, "What's this?" CALVIN CANDIE It's Sheba's bill of sale. SCOTTY What? I don't want her. Calvin.and the whole table laugh at that. CALVIN CANDIE You sure didn't look like you didn't want her. More laughter. CALVIN CANDIE In Greenville slaves are currency. And Sheba's worth about eight hundred dollars. I'm throwing Sheba in the pot. Match or fold? SCOTTY I'm all out of money. CALVIN CANDIE But we ain't playin' for money no more.. We matchin' nigger gals. And a nigger gal you got. SCOTTY I can't bet Broomhilda. CALVIN CANDIE In Chickasaw County, she's money. Pony her up or fold. Somebody get him a piece of paper and a pencil. Somebody does. CALVIN CANDIE Write out a bill of sale, or fold them cards. Scotty makes a pressured decision. He hurriedly takes the pencil and writes out a Bill of Sale for Broomhilda. SCOTTY Let me see your cards! Candie lays down his cards, he has a FLUSH. What Scotty's just done hits him like a ton of bricks. SCOTTY You cheated me. After Scotty uses the "C" word, everybody quiets down. CALVIN CANDIE What did you just call me? SCOTTY I called you a card cheatin' son of a bitch, cause that's what you are! Calvin calmly stands up from the table. He removes a small Derringer Gun.from his pocket, and tosses it on the table in front of Scotty. Then takes out another one, and tosses it on the table in front himself . 66 Everybody in The Cleo Club quiets down. CALVIN CANDIE Scott Harmony. For calling me a card cheat in my own club, as a southern gentleman, I challenge you to a duel. (to the Piano PLAYER) Piano player, will you hit three separate notes? (TO SCOTTY) On the third note, pick up the gun and try to kill me. (to Piano player) Piano player please ... This is all going too fast for slow Scotty. SCOTTY Wait a minute ...no! FIRST NOTE ... SCOTTY I ain't dueling with you! I don't want to duel! CALVIN CANDIE Then get out of here, get in your buggy and get out of town. SCOTTY Sure. Let me just get my girl. CALVIN CANDIE You lost that girl, fat boy. SECOND NOTE... SCOTTY Wait!... . Look ... . Mr.Candie, I'm sorry I called you a cheat. But... please...I can't give you Broomhilda. CALVIN CANDIE Last chance fat boy, go home and get'useta to fuckin' another one. (BEAT) Or pick up that gun. Scotty can't leave. He can't go home without her. He can't face his parents. He can't walk out on her. No matters what happens he can't leave. 6 7 THIRD NOTE... Calvin Candie SHOOTS Scotty Harmony dead. INT - HOTEL LOBBY - NIGHT Calvin Candie and his entourage enter the hotel lobby and go up to the FRONT DESK CLERK.. CALVIN CANDLE Hello Oliver. FRONT DESK CLERK (OLIVER) Hello Mr.Candie, good evening. CALVIN CANDLE Good evening to you as well,. young Oliver. Could you please inform me which room your guest Scott Harmony is staying in? INT - HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT Broomhilda is asleep in bed... WHEN ... .Calvin comes'BURSTING in the room holding his belt in his hand. He YANKS OFF the sheets that Broomhilda sleeps under. Broomhilda lies naked under the covers. Candie brings the belt down around her legs and backside. She hops out of bed. INT - HOTEL LOBBY - NIGHT Candie CHASES her naked body with his belt, from the top of the stairs, down the stairs, and through the lobby, and out the front door. All to the amusement of the WHITE HOTEL GUESTS. EXT - GREENVILLE HOTEL - NIGHT She RUNS out of the hotel naked, and then TRIPS FALLING INTO THE GREENVILLE MUD. She looks up from the mud, at Calvin Candie looking down at her. CALVIN CANDIE Welcome to Candyland. We do a SLOW ZOOM into Broomhilda's face. NARRATOR (VO) That was four months ago. CUT TO INT - GREENVILLE SLAVE AUCTION - DAY Back inside the three story Auction Block domed room. The same room Django was sold in at the beginning. Tons of WHITE BUYERS and SELLERS and BLACK SLAVES to be bought or sold fill the big hall. ONE MANDINGO SLAVE (BANJO) stands half naked on the auction block. The SELLER' (SHELBY) gives the crowd,a sales pitch about Banjo, and starts the bidding. Many different UGLY WHITE MEN make bids on the big mandingo, including Calvin Candie. Dr.SCHULTZ and DJANGO from a pair of OPERA GLASSES /-. watch Calvin Candie from up above on the 2nd floor landing. FROM Dr.SCHULTZ'S PERSPECTIVE We see Calvin Candie, and his black slave.bodyguard, BARTHOLOMEW, always dressed in a slightly ill fitting three piece suit and bowler hat, among the crowd of buyers at the auction block below. Candie's lawyer LEONIDE MOGUY joins him. Dr.SCHULTZ His name is Calvin Candle, and he is the owner of Candyland. DJANGO Candyland? The mandingo fightin' place? Dr.SCHULTZ Oh, so you heard of it? DJANGO Ain't no slave ain't heard of Candyland. Dr.SCHULTZ Well apparently, that's where your wife is, and apparently the repellent gentleman down there is the one who owns her. ï¿½ï¿½` TIME CUT 6R The White Man and Black Man find a cubby hole to talk in the auction hall. Dr.SCHULTZ How much do you know about mandingo fighting? DJANGO Not so much... A little... Master Carrucan had a couple niggers he'd fight. Dr.SCHULTZ Can you play a mandingo expert? DJANGO What? Dr.SCHULTZ Can you convincingly masquerade as someone who is an expert on mandingo fighters? DJANGOÂ¢ Why? Dr.SCHULTZ Because when a man has one of the four biggest cotton plantations in Dixie, but the only thing that seems to ring his chimes is big sweaty black males, if WE want to get his attention, we better be talking about big sweaty black males. So my character is that of a big money buyer from Dusseldorf, here in Greenville to buy my way into the mandingo fight game. And your character is the mandingo expert I hired to help me do it. DJANGO They call that "One-Eyed Charly." Dr.SCHULTZ. One-Eyed Charly? DJANGO That's what you call it when you buy a slave expert. If you wanna raise horses, but don't know nothin' 'about horses, you buy yourself a One-Eyed Charly who knows about horses. He teaches ya. You wanna plant tobacco but don't know nothin' about it, you buy yourself a One-Eyed Charly knows about tobacco. Dr'. SCHULTZ Why do they call it One-Eyed Charly? 70 DJANGO You know, back on the plantation, my. job wasn't historian. Dr.SCHULTZ Testy. It's an unusual name. That's a perfectly legitimate question. So, can you convincingly play my mandingo One-Eyed Charly? Don't say, yes, if you can't. DJANGO You want me to play a black slaver? There ain't nothin lower then a black slaver. Black slavers are lower then head house niggers, and buddy, that's pretty fuckin low. Dr.SCHULTZ Then play him that way! Give me your black slaver. Django gets that. Dr.SCHULTZ Can you do that? DJANGO That, I can do. What's next? Dr.SCHULTZ To get ourselves personally invited to Candyland by Calvin Candie himself. CUT TO EXT - THE CLEOPATRA CLUB - NIGHT Dr.SCHULTZ and DJANGO stand across the street from The Cleopatra Club. Which looks like aregular nice three story house, among other.nice houses on an affluent residential block in Greenville Mississippi. They open the tiny garden gate in front of the house, walk up the stoop steps to the front door. They ring the doorbell. A pretty young black girl, dressed in a FRENCH MAID outfit opens the door. FRENCH MAID (SOUTHERN ACCENT) Bonjour. Dr.SCHULTZ (AMUSED) Bonjour, mon petite femme noire. We are here to see Calvin Candie. 7) She's been taught to smile and say: FRENCH MAID Enter. The two men walk into the entrance way of the house. A beautiful mulatto HOSTESS greets the two men. HOSTESS (SPEAKING QUITE REFINED) Hello gentlemen, I'm Cleo, can I help you? Dr.Schultz hands Cleo the guest card. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes I am Dr.King Schultz, and this is my associate, Django Freeman. Upon hearing Django is a free man her eyes go to, him. Dr.SCHULTZ We're here for a appointment with Calvin Candie and Leo Moguy. CLEO Yes you gentlemen are expected. Please make yourself comfortable. I'll inform Monsieur Candie you've arrived. (referring to the FRENCH MAID) Can Coco get either of you two gentlemen a tasty refreshment? Dr.SCHULTZ Not at the moment. CLEO Then Coco will entertain you while I inform Monsieur Candie. Dr.SCHULTZ How charming. Cleo leaves. Django wanders over the dining room, and peers inside. INT - DINING ROOM (CLEOPATRA CLUB) - NIGHT A lush fancy restaurant dining area inside of this house. The DINERS are made up exclusively of well dressed WHITE MEN, and pretty BLACK GIRLS (PONYS) dressed in the most elaborate ladies fashions of the day. 72 Some appear to be on dates. Some appear to be enjoying a special evening (birthday, anniversary, special treat). - Some are.two men with two women. Some are one man with two or three or more women. The white men's ages range from early twenties to old men. The girls ages ranges from their twenties, to thirteen. The bill of fare is a combination of French cuisine, and hearty beef driven American dining. The dolled up, decked out'Ponys eat rich French cuisine complete with elaborate sauces, and take their knives to thick cuts of steak. The younger little girls, usually eat ice cream with hot fudge, banana splits, and cookies. While-all the men drink whiskey or wine, the girls all drink sarsaparilla. Dr.Schultz quietly moves next to Django and asks; Dr.SCHULTZ Have you ever seen anything like this before? Django shakes his head, no. COCO CHIRPS; COLO. - (VERY COUNTRY) Y'all gonna dine, it's real good. You like catfish, we got good catfish. They use alotta butta. You like sand dabs, we got sand dabs. LEO MOGUY descends from the clubs prominent staircase. MOGUY Dr.Schultz, good to see you again. Dr.SCHULTZ Mr.Moguy, thank you for your assistance in creating the opportunity for this appointment. Mr.MOGUY Nonsense, it's my job. (CON'T) 73 Mr.MOGUY (CON'T) (LOOKING AT DJANGO) .So this'is the One-Eyed Charly I've heard so much about. Dr.SCHULTZ Yes, this is Django.. Django, this is Mr.Candie's lawyer, Leonide'Moguy. MOGUY Just call me Leo. Calvin's in the billiard room, follow me. Y'all want Coco should come along too? Dr.SCHULTZ We would be quite lucky indeed if the charming Coco cared.to follow. Coco blushes. MOGUY You better watch out doctor, you gonna steal this little pony's heart. They walk through the club to get to the billiard room, as they do they SAY; Dr.SCHULTZ How long have you been associated with Mr.Candie? MOGUY Calvin and I were about eleven when we went to boarding school together. One could almost say, I was raised to be Calvin's lawyer. DJANGO One could almost say, you a nigger. Coco can't believe what this snappy looking cowboy nigger just said to Mr.Moguy. MOGUY What did you say? Dr.SCHULTZ Oh nothing, he's just being cheeky. Anything else about Mr.Candie I should know before I meet him? MOGUY Yes, he's a bit of a Francophile. 7EF Dr.SCHULTZ What civilized people aren't? MOGUY That's why all the French ambiance. And he prefers Monsieur Candie to Mister Candie. Dr.Schultz says in FRENCH SUBTITLED IN ENGLISH; Dr.SCHULTZ (FRENCH) What ever he prefers. This stops Moguy, and he turns to warn Schultz. MOGUY Oh he doesn't speak French. Don't speak French to him, it'll embarrass him. They get to the two sliding doors that lead to the billiard room. Moguy slides the doors open... The party enters the billiard room. INT - BILLIARD ROOM (CLEOPATRA CLUB) - NIGHT Inside is Calvin Candie, his bodyguard Bartholomew (still dressed in the ill fitting suit), and the lanky sexy Sheba. Also, at this moment, TWO MANDINGOS are having a bloody and savage fight to death in this closed room. An older European looking man, who's rooting for the mandingo that Calvin's not rooting for, is also in the room. His name is.AMERIGO VASSEPI. Before any introductions can be made, with his back to the new arrivals and his eyes on the black men fighting for their life, Calvin says; CALVIN CANDIE Why do you want to get in the mandingo business? That's quite abrupt and aggressive. Dr.Schultz says, as if he's just been massively insulted; Dr.SCHULTZ You don't intend to allow your 2nd... (referring to Moguy) .to make the proper introductions? Without turning towards them, Candie tells Schultz; 7S CALVIN CANDIE Quit stalling and answer the question. The room is quiet. Dr.SCHULTZ The awful truth? (PAUSE) I'm bored, and it seems like a good bit of fun. Candie takes that to heart. He'll accept it for now. CALVIN CANDIE Well come on over, cause we gotta us a fight goin on that's a good bit of fun_ Dr.Schultz steps up to get a better look at the sav