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COWBOY

Whiskey?

WILLKIE

(readily)

I wouldn’t mind.

COWBOY nods to the bartender. He pours the men two glasses of spirits.

COWBOY

Where are you going, son… if it’s

not a secret?

WILLKIE

Looking for job!

COWBOY

What kind of job?

WILLKIE

One that pays money

At this moment a doorway in the bar opens wide and THREE GENTLEMEN in suits enter.

COWBOY slowly puts his right hand under the table.

The GENTLEMEN say something to one of the men in the bar and leave.

COWBOY follows them with his eyes, then turns to WILLKIE.

COWBOY

I might have a job for you, son.

WILLKIE

What do I do?

COWBOY

What I tell you to.