Trowa Barton (trowa_barton) wrote,
Trowa Barton

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Firefly and the Holy Grail, Part 2

Annon, the post officer from "The Message" starts driving a Mule full of bodies through an impoverished, plague-ridden village.

Annon (Cart driver): Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!

A large man (Womack, the cop also from "The Message") carries the body of a young man who looks like Tracey (also from "The Message") towards the cart.

Womack (Large man): Here's one!

Annon (Cart driver): Nine bucks.

Tracey (Body): I'm not dead!

Annon (Cart driver): What?

Womack (Large man): Nothing... There's your nine bucks.

Tracey (Body): I'm not dead!

Annon (Cart driver): 'Ere. He says he's not dead.

Womack (Large man): Yes he is.

Tracey (Body): I'm not!

Annon (Cart driver): He isn't.

Womack (Large man): He will be soon. He's very ill.

Tracey (Body): I'm getting better!

Womack (Large man): You're not. You'll be stone dead in a few minutes.

Annon (Cart driver): Are you smuggling organs again? I can't take him like this. It's against regulations.

Tracey (Body): I don't want to go on the cart.

Womack (Large man): Don't be such a baby.

Annon (Cart driver): I can't take him. He's probably got two hearts.

Tracey (Body): I feel fine. I have three hearts!

Womack (Large man): Do me a favor.

Annon (Cart driver): I can't. I'll lose my franchise.

Womack (Large man): Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes. He won't be long.

Annon (Cart driver): I promised I'd be at the Robinson's. They've lost nine to Reavers today.

Womack (Large man): When's your next round?

Annon (Cart driver): Thursday.

Tracey (Body): I think I'll go for a walk. When you can't run anymore, you
crawl... and when you can't do that...

Womack (Large man): You're not fooling anyone you know.

(to Annon)

Isn't there anything you could do?

Tracey (Body): Take my love...take my land...take the ground I cannot stand...

Annon looks at Womack for a moment. Then they both do a quick furtive look up and down the street. Annon very swiftly shoots Tracey.

Long pause

Tracey (Body): I don't care, I'm still free...

Annon shoots again.

Womack (Large man): Thanks very much.

Annon (Cart driver): That's all right. See you on Thursday.

Still a work in progress.
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