~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%

[Daniel]

GUY RAPHEALSON:

((Carefully takes paper and places it in the refrigerated part of his briefcase.))

**That will do. You have a lovely watermark, Ms. Snow. We might put you in with our design team for the August Snow logo.**

((smiles at Snow clinging to the shadow by the tree.))

**Do you want to be refrigerated or something... or would you just rather reform again somewhere else?**

[nakymaton]

((The combination of the warm SUN and the darker color from the peeing... elk? ... are too much for the last remnant of SNOW, and she melts, rejoining the groundwater and heading downstream for the ocean...))

[Ellemeno]

THE CASTING DIRECTOR

= Yeehaw!  We have an Alma!  Lee (Front-Ranger) has taken on the role from Victoria who needed to step down.  And we have Bikers #1, Mel (nakymaton), and #2, Meryl.  We are still looking for a Monroe, an intriguing role, A LOT could be done with. =

[Front-Ranger]

((Sheep, AGUIRRE, THE BASQUE, JACK, ENNIS, LSP HORSE, CIGAR BUTT, JACK's PANTS, et al. are milling around together at the sheep corrals))

AGUIRRE:
These Basque sure have a differnt system for counting sheep! Well, the count's all messed up, that's fer sure. But one thing I can tell with my own eyes, some a these sheep have red brands, and some have blue brands!! There's nothin that gets me more riled up than seein sheep with red brands!! It ain't right, I tell you!

This is all the fault a those two deuces over there, cavorting with the wildlife, Chileans, disappearin logs and all manner of voodoo!!!

[Ellemeno]

((A stampede of tiny, pastel colored hooves can be heard across the mountain peaks and valleys....))

Amanda, "Stampede," mixed with "tiny, pastel" is about the cutest image ever.

I hope you are doing well.

Clarissa

[Front-Ranger]

AGUIRRE:

**These boyz is just too puzzlin for words!! They've got me all befuddled, and I'm so upset, my hat brim's startin' to curl!! I've got to tell 'em a thing or two to assert my foremanship fer sure!! What to say, what to say?**

Some a these never went up 'ere with you.

**How lame!! I could hit myself!** ((Swats self on neck))

[Daniel]

YOUNG JACK:

((At Aguirre's proferred statement, Jack looked up at him, eyebrows raised as if to say, "What are ya gonna do about it?"))

Yeah?? And??

[Front-Ranger]

((AGUIRRE starts to blow up into a big, blue cloud with maleavolent eyes resembling...))

(slow, melancholic music) (Think "Sunrise, Sunset")

Tapdancing Basques lift sheep chorus line over their heads and place them down again on other side as they are counting them (sung):

One, Two, Three, Four
Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Nine, Ten, Eee-leev-en.


Aguirre:
((loud click as he lights a cigarette.))
(spoken):
Come on, men, pick up the pace!

((Tapdancing Basques still with sheep chorus line (sung, a little faster, but not really)):

One, two, three, four.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Oh how we all
despise our fate.


Aguirre (to Jack and Ennis) (sung):

Well now, boys, it seems
like this is the end,
and don't dare cover it up
by calling me "friend"!

Ya only had a thousand
White woolies to watch.
But somehow ya blew it.
'Tweren't asking much.

(spoken to Basques):
Watch that gate there.
((turns back to Jack and Ennis))

[Front-Ranger]

[DeeDee]

YOUNG JACK:

((At Aguirre's proferred statement, Jack looked up at him, eyebrows raised as if to say, "What are ya gonna do about it?"))

Yeah?? And??

YOUNG ENNIS:

(( Ennis and Jack leaning on the fence, Ennis whispering.))

Easy Twist, don't go gettin' him pissed off.  Need ta git all my pay.

%% Stupid sumbitch, ruined my summer fer me.  Like ta bloody his ugly nose%%