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LauraGigs:
ENNIS pulls up, surveying the surroundings . . . and his newest co-star.

LauraGigs:
ENNIS [thinkin]:

Hunh?

Now that's some crazy get-up for a Wyomin farm woman. Ain't she supposed to be in somethin duller, kinda somber malachite or somethin?  What's she doin in all that organza?

And that delicate floral print on a white background, what with all the dust flyin around these parts? They really have floral print like that anywhere west of the Mississippi?  And that low-plungin' neckline flounce. Ain't too practical for bendin' over and whatnot -- not that I'd know nothin' about bendin' over, since I ain't . . .

LauraGigs:
ENNIS [still thinkin]:

Oh sheeit.

Organza? 

I really must be . . .

oh no I can't.

Floral print?? 

Oh hell . . .

Neckline flounce???

Oh my God I really must be . . .

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Daniel:
SCARLETT O'HARA:

**An explosion? There's naht an explosion in tha script....**

((Scarlett rushes to the window and peers outside.))

saucycobblers:


JBB:

**Cough, cough, splutter... GASP**

What the...? Jesus H. I'm hit!!

**Cough, cough**

Was queuein' for mah pay check and next thing... SHEEEEIT!!

I'm hit real bad... don't look good.

Terry... where's mah Terry Cloth? I gotta see mah old Raganova afore I go. Hold his double-stitched hem an' touch his soft wefts one more time...

Not yet... not yet... Where's mah Terry?

**cough, GASP**

Scarlett!! Scarlett!! Tell mah Terry I love him. Tell him I'll love him 'til the day I...

SILENCE...

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