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Daniel:
((A sleek black mercedes pulls up next to the fenced field.. An impeccably dressed, but austere woman steps out of the vehicle, quickly walking over next to the fence.))

LAUREL SPARTA: **Are you alright?.... Let's get you to a hospital.**

saucycobblers:
((As JBB and YOUNG JACK enter the gas station, the CLERK stares at the tube of butt lotion slithering across the linoleum floor))



CLERK:

** What the... Geez, I gotta stop smokin' so much ganja man. Hey, ain't you that fella I saw bein' led ta that there Weddin' shop at the end a L.D Newsome's shot gun? **

Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:

**Yeah that's me. I'm makin' a run fer it. Ain't sure where I'm goin' yet, but gonna get as far away from this place as possible.**

((Jack sighs, resigned to his fate, as he accepts the pen from the CLERK. He pulls out the postcard he had gotten for JBB.))

**Okay, JBB, what do ya want on it.... We'll keep ya outta my pocket til you can tell me, that way you won't fall asleep.**

saucycobblers:
CLERK:

** Ahm telln' ya, if ya want some free advice I'd be stayin' away from that L.D fella. His young 'un is mighty purty, but her daddy's a mean old sonofabitch. Ya cross him an' you'll end up on the wrong end of a tyre-iron. Get out while you still got the chance...**

((Looking at JBB))

**Lotion, huh? Ah got me a sore patch on ma butt... just there. Ya reckon yer little friend can help me out any? **

Daniel:
YOUNG JACK

((Jack looks down at JBB, wonderin' what he thinks.))

** I don't think this lotion'll help ya. It's been formalated... formelated... ah special made for mah skin. Says so right on the label. If ya want some, though I think they're sellin some over at the Piggly Wiggly.**

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