YOUNG JACK:
((after playing a tune on a partially flattened HARMONICA, realizes he is still sore from when LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE threw him. He reaches into his pocket for that magical pain relief and moisturizing lotion, only to find it missing.))
((looks around wildly for JACK'S BODY BUTTER))
Hey, Ennis..... ?
%% No, no, you idiot! No one wants to hear about that. %%
Um, never mind.