by Jeff Goode
copyright © 2009

 
           EVAN
             Look'ee there.  Who's that comin' up the road?  Is
             that the Sheriff?
           ETHAN
             No, it's Deputy Lynch.  He's a nice enough fella, for
             a Klansman.  You getter gimme that back, though.

                                 They swap knives and whittle
                                 innocently.

                                 Enter DEPUTY JUDD LYNCH.
           LYNCH
             Hello there!
           ETHAN
             Afternoon, Deputy Lynch.
           LYNCH
             What are you boys doin' up on that porch?
           EVAN
             Whittlin'.
           LYNCH
             Shuckadillies!  You mind if I join you?

                                 LYNCH runs up on the porch and sits
                                 down between them.
           ETHAN
             Not at all, Deputy Lynch.
           LYNCH
             I got me a brand new pocket knife, and I been itchin'
             for some action.

                                 LYNCH pulls out a very small
                                 pocketknife.  He whittles like he's
                                 compensating for something.
           ETHAN
             Take it easy, Deputy Lynch.  You wanna make it last.
           LYNCH
             Don't tell me how to whittle, boy.

                                 LYNCH's twig snaps.
           LYNCH
             Aw, dagnabbit!  That's the third time this week. 

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