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(Open in Al's office. Al is lying on the floor, covered in sweat and groaning, shivering. In the Gem, the whores are hanging over the upstairs railing looking at Dan down below)
Dan: You want to know when we're gonna open, Tess? (She nods) Well we're gonna open when me and Johnny fuckin' say so! And you three, hoverin' around like buzzards outside Al's door, will not hasten the situation. (to Johnny) It was fucking sun up before Al called it quits. Now, he has earned a sleepin' in.
Johnny: He locks the door, Dan, when he leaves his office. Al does not lock the door when he's inside.
Dan: That's just the exception that proves the fuckin' rule.
Johnny: I suppose.
(In the street, a stagecoach has arrived, men are unloading the baggage as E.B. greets the new arrival.)
EB: May I ask, Mr. Wolcott, what purpose draws you to our hills?
Wolcott: Gold.
EB: Gold? I see. (Charlie walks past, does a double take at Wolcott) Morning, Mr. Utter.
Charlie: Morning.
EB: Frequents my buffet religiously.
Wolcott: Yes, I hope to locate and secure an assortment of claims.
EB: An assortment? Shrewd hedging—which makes me think this is not your first foray.
Wolcott: If it was, I don't suppose I'd admit it to you. (He touches E.B. on the arm, as he says this. He then walks over to his luggage, stacked nearby.)
EB: Only confirming my original impression.
(Richardson comes out onto the porch, leaning between the two to toss a bucket of rubbish. E.B. grabs him by the arm... )
EB: Get his luggage. (To Wolcott) My staff will install your possessions.
Wolcott: I thank you. (He turns to enter the hotel, E.B. follows)
(Bullock house, Martha is pouring Seth his coffee. He's standing in the kitchen... )
Seth: You bought provisions.
Martha: During the night... while I was waiting for you to come home.
Seth: It's a 24-hour camp.
Martha: So I saw.
Seth: (Pauses) Certain things I said yesterday, I regret. I'll be grateful if you'd not rely on them.
Martha: All right.
Seth: Representations I made as to letters I'd written—I didn't.
Martha: I'll be grateful then if you not rely on my — assurance that I got them.
Seth: All right.
Martha: I'll hold my deepest gratitude, Mr. Bullock, for what will let us live as we are now.
(Grand Central dining room, Mr. Wolcott is looking over the fare)
Wolcott : This oatmeal looks old.
EB: It does, doesn't it? Richardson, Goddamn you! The oatmeal is clotted.
Richardson: Well, it's 45 minutes yet till the three hours.
EB: Stop spouting gibberish and replace the damned oatmeal.
Wolcott: I'll make do with the bacon. (sniffs his plate)
EB: A camp like this, one draws one's menials from a small and brackish pool.
(We see Maddie and Joanie across the room, having breakfast. Maddie recognizes Wolcott)
EB: Once the pig is digested, perhaps we could pursue a possibility that's come to mind.
Wolcott: If the spirit still moves in you, sure.
EB: Maybe we could do it now?
Wolcott: No. Let's let your mind ripen and mature the possibly first.
Maddie: The creature I saw outside our place last night, who you said is the camp's mayor, now perches like a vulture over that man at breakfast.
EB: Of course, Certainly.
Joanie: Farnum. He owns the hotel.
Maddie: Have you affection for Mayor Farnum?
Joanie: (shaking her head) None.
Maddie: Good. Because the man the mayor expects to digest is going to toy and play with Mr. Farnum from camouflage for as long as he finds it amusing. And then make him a meal of his own.
Joanie: Who is the man?
Maddie: A trick. A specialist. Who asks to be called Mr. W.
(At the Gem, EB is knocking on the locked front door)
EB: E.B. Farnum demanding entry.
(Johnny looks to Dan, shaking his head about E.B., Dan nods to the bartender, seated at a table by the door, to let the EB inside.)
EB: Summon Al.
Johnny: He's not summonable.
EB: For the news I bear, he'll be plenty summonable.
Dan: Why don't you go on up and summon him yourself, E.B?
EB: Happily. (He walks to the stairs)
Dan: He's behind lock and key.
EB: (stops) You're certain he's within?
Johnny: Called out to my knock, said, "Get the fuck away."
EB: Fornication demanding discretion or a bribe.
Dan: He's fuckin' alone, and he's gonna stay that way until he chooses to be otherwise.
Johnny: I think he's fuckin' poorly. (E.B. strokes his chin) His voice has got a gravelly timbre.
Dan: Want to leave a message?
EB: In fact, I do. Yes. " Al, if you're not dead and already molderin', I send news to revive you. A fish to rival the fabled leviathan has swum into our waters. Get well soon and we will land the cocksucker together. Your Friend, E.B." (He nods, happy with his message, starts to leave... he stops, turns back to the guys... ) You might add as a postscript, "I also have the news you dispatched me to secure of the newly arrived cunt." Please. (He leaves)
(Outside the Bullock house, William is talking to a red-headed boy. He's on one side of the footbridge, the boy on the other side.)
Boy: You just move here?
William: Just yesterday.
Boy: I watched the Sheriff build this house.
William: Mr. Bullock's my Pa's brother, that married my mom when my Pa got killed. So now he's my Pa and my Uncle.
Boy: (Points down the creek) Big Trout lives in that deep part down there.
Boy's Dad: Damon!
Damon: Coming! My Pa and me are going to grow apples in Oregon.
William: Will you come back?
Damon: (Backing down the steps, toward his father's wagon... ) Pa says we ain't never coming back. Keep your eye on that rainbow. I call him Jumbo.
(Damon leaves and hops in his father's wagon. William walks a few steps to the end of the footbridge... Seth comes outside)
Seth: Morning, William.
(William steps up to Seth and shakes his hand.)
William: Morning Mr. Bullock. You got your gun and badge back.
Seth: I did. I put 'em in that basket for you to see.
William: Did you fight that man again?
Seth: (Shakes his head) No. We didn't have to fight.
William: (Nods his head towards Damon's wagon) That boy is going to Oregon.
Seth: (Looks at Damon's wagon leaving town, Damon is still looking back... ) There's a trout that loiters just downstream there.
William: The boy called him Jumbo.
(Seth walks across the footbridge, down the steps, turns back to William... )
Seth: Maybe after work we can make him pay for his slothful ways.
(William nods his head in agreement, Seth turns and leaves.)
(Alma's claim, she and Ellsworth are touring the site. There is a roar of stamp mills.)
Alma: (loudly) Does the scope of the find, Mr. Ellsworth, warrant more than the five-stamp mill we operate with now?
Ellsworth: (loudly) Oh, no question, Ma'am. Your holdings justify 25 stamps easy. Just a matter of waiting till the legalities get resolved.
Alma: (loudly) And why would the purchase of a larger machine await legal resolution?
Ellsworth: (loudly) Well, Ma'am, 'cause without title, you wouldn't own no quartz for your 25-stamp machine to crush.
(Seth is standing in the entryway of the hotel, Richardson presents Miss Isringhausen & Sophia to him as they come down the stairs... )
Miss Isringhausen: Good morning, Mr. Bullock.
Seth: (Takes off his hat) Good morning. Good morning, Sophia.
Sophia: Good morning.
Miss Isringhausen: Mrs. Garret has gone to see her claim.
Seth: (Looking up at the door to Alma's room) Has she?
Miss Isringhausen: Yes, with Mr. Ellsworth.
Seth: I see.
Miss Isringhausen: She asked if I saw you, please to give you this back. (She holds out his pocket watch.) Sophia can learn on another watch.
Seth: (Quickly grabs the watch from her hand, looking at Sophia, puts it in his pocket) All Right. When opportunity permits, you might inquire of Mrs. Garret, as few children as are in the camp—
Miss Isringhausen: I take your meaning, Mr. Bullock.
Seth: If she decided it was appropriate, other parties would be delighted and grateful.
Miss Isringhausen: Yes, well, she will have to decide that.
Seth: Yes.
(Miss Isringhausen and Sophia turn, walking back upstairs. Seth puts his hat back on and leaves. E.B., carrying in Mr. Wolcott's bags, passes him in the entryway.)
(Maddie & Joanie walk along the thoroughfare)
Maddie: Fond as I am of you, Joanie, I wouldn't have brought my girls and my own tired ass out here on just your kind invitation.
Joanie: The trick sweetened the prospect of Mr. W?
(We see Wolcott being shown to his room by E.B.)
Maddie: He offered on one of my girls to bring her out here. Being as Mr. W is chief lookout for George Hearst—that struck biggest in the Comstock and Mexico—I knew he'd just endorse the camp's future. (As E.B. helps settle Mr. W into his room... ) Short side, Mr. W enjoys being cranky with his women. (They reach the Chez Amie) But sometimes when disappointed his crankiness runs away with him.
Joanie: (looking up at Maddie) What's gonna disappoint him?
Maddie: Devious sort that I am, I've got the girl he's interested in on ice.
(Back in the hotel room, E.B. hands Wolcott his key... )
Wolcott: Thank you.
EB: (sitting down) Mr. Wolcott I'm the custodian—note I do not say owner—of Wild Bill Hickok's final earthly communication. (Takes the letter from his inside jacket pocket, hands it to Wolcott... )
Wolcott: It's damp. (Shakes it)
EB: Mr. Wolcott, (grabs the letter) not an hour before giving me the letter, Bill confided to me, having come upon a quartz deposit promising in Bill's own words "Wealth beyond counting." How much wealth is that? I don't know, Mr. Wolcott. I don't know how high Bill could count.
Wolcott: How much do you want me to pay?
(E.B. laughs, gets up from the bed where he was seated, retrieves another bag from the hall... )
EB: I'd hardly expect you to pay anything. Imagining rather I will pay you your cost (strains as he brings in a bag) to see the letter delivered to it's proper recipient. Plus $100... set against whatever profits you may generate. Should delivery prove impossible... from the information the letter contains.
Wolcott: (stroking his beard) So, this set-off against profits I might gain in the event that this letter, proving undeliverable, contains such valuable information, have you an amount in mind?
EB: Mmmm. $10,000.
Wolcott: Less the $100 you would pay me?
EB: Correct.
Wolcott: $9,900 net then, me to you.
EB: Yes.
Wolcott: And I would pay you that now before attempting the letter's delivery?
EB: Oh, yes. Once you have the letter, all my connection to it is severed.
Wolcott: I see.
EB: To deliver it or not, or whatever the hell you want to do.
Wolcott: (standing up) Well, you will have my decision shortly.
EB: Fine then.
Wolcott: Uh, for the luggage. (Offers E.B. a tip)
EB: Oh no. I wouldn't hear of it. It was my great pleasure. (turns to leave) I trust I will, uh, hear from you soon. (nods, leaves.)
(At the hardware store, Trixie is pulling up her stockings and lacing her boots as Sol lays in bed... )
Sol: I see now what it takes to bring you back into my life.
Trixie: Just passing through, Mr. Star.
Sol: Even so, (getting up) it makes a man glad he has three limbs left to be damaged.
Seth: (Enters the store... ) Morning.
(He closes the door and heads to the back. Trixie gives Sol an anxious look)
Trixie: A man can get me in his life with five bucks. $2 if he just needs a handshake.
Seth: (Clears his throat) Good morning.
Sol: Morning.
Seth: Morning.
(Trixie starts to leave)
Sol: Trixie! (She stops & looks at him) Many thanks. (He stands, holds out his hand, she takes it, he shakes it) Ah.
(They smile, Trixie leaves. Sol sits back down, Seth pulls up a chair, sitting across from Sol. We hear the door shut.)
Seth: How bad does that pain?
Sol: It's all right.
Seth: I'm in my house, Sol.
Sol: With Martha and the boy?
Seth: Chose not to put 'em in the thoroughfare. (Sol raises his eyebrows) Or, I see what you're asking. Far as her having a different opinion, possibly, once I showed up--no, she chose to stay.
Sol: Well, good. (Seth stands) Anyways, could you open up?
Seth: Sure, glad to. Any help with your person?
Sol: No, I'm all right.
Seth: (Walking to the front) Swearengen said the county commissioners are all from Yankton.
Sol: When was this?
Seth: Just before we hit the mud. It's wrong the hills get no representation.
Sol: Even in an Eden like this, wrongs sometimes occur.
Seth: (Walks to the back) I meant maybe we should try to do something about it.
Sol: I'm with you.
(Doc, outside of Al's door... )
Doc: God damn it, Al! Such as they are, my arts cannot be practiced at this remove. (He knocks — listens a moment, hears nothing.) Stop being a baby! (Still hears nothing. He speaks softly... ) Any secrets that you feel need keeping will not be betrayed by me. (Trixie approaches)
Trixie: Doc.
Doc: Trixie. (loudly to the door) Rest, uninterrupted. No visits, no exception. (Shakes his head and approaches Trixie.)
Trixie: From his fray with Bullock he's poorly, or his trouble with his prick?
Doc: (whispers) If you can get him to grant you entry, maybe you'll confide that to me?
(Doc leaves to go downstairs, Trixie approaches Al's door, knocks softly)
Trixie: It's Trixie — that's overheard the Doc's instruction. So let me just shout my information from here. (We see Al, in the same, shaking position on the floor he was before... ) Nobody's dead. Bullock's gone to that house he built. Star is on his feet, more or less. (Al is writhing in pain) Anyways, I'm gonna stay on the ear over to the hardware store.
Al: (strained) Yeah.
Trixie: (Pauses) Fucking telegraph poles, Al, are the next thing to landed in the fucking thoroughfare. Next leap of the creature, they'll be here. (She pauses, still hearing nothing) All right, Al.
(Al whimpers in pain. Trixie strides downstairs, determined. She approaches Dan at the bar... )
Trixie: Where's fucking Dolly?
Dan: Fuckin'.
Trixie: When was she last with him?
Dan: Daybreak, just before he give Bullock back his iron.
Johnny: We've seen him after she did.
Trixie: (To Johnny) You brew him my fucking tea. Put it on a tray, take it up to him and make him fucking drink it.
Johnny: All right.
Trixie: (To Dan) If he don't present himself in a few hours, kick down the door and get the fucking Doc in there.
(She downs a shot and leaves.)
(Wolcott enters the Bella Union, Cy nods to Lila to greet him, she stands and grabs his elbow)
Lila: I'm Lila. Welcome to the Bella Union. (She strokes his hand)
Wolcott: And I'm Frances Wolcott, which I would be grateful if you would tell your employer.
Lila: (Escorts Wolcott over to Cy, standing at the bar... ) This is Frances Wolcott, Cy.
Cy: Cy Tolliver, Mr. Wolcott. How do you do, and what'll you drink?
Wolcott: Kentucky Bourbon if you got it.
Cy: Pour Mr. Wolcott a bourbon, Jack, and tell him it's from Kentucky.
Jack: Kentucky Bourbon. Straight up?
Wolcott: Please.
Cy: Shall we have Lila drink with us, or would you like to drink with Lila alone?
Wolcott: I would rather we two converse privately.
(Cy motions with a nod of his head, for Lila to leave. She walks to the other end of the bar... )
Cy: Just talk now, sir? I'm not that kind of fella.
Wolcott: Maybe you're just waiting for the right offer. (drinks)
Cy It's late in the game, but I suppose anything is possible. (drinks)
Wolcott: Will you take the air?
Cy: If I'm to lose my virtue, I'd as soon do it outside these walls.
(They walk outside, Cy puffing on his cigar... )
Wolcott: You've approached a group in San Francisco that does business with my employer.
Cy: That group and employer bullshit really quickens me with fuckin' trust.
Wolcott: That group you've approached is a fraternal Chinese organization.
Cy: "Tong" is not a clever enough word?
Wolcott: You offered them a contract to send members to this camp. That organization has a pre-existing arrangement with my employer.
Cy: So you work for who, Wolcott? The railroads, some mining combination that brings those slant-eyes in by the boatload?
Wolcott: No, sir. I work for one man.
Cy: Jesus Christ. Doesn't every one of us?
Wolcott: George Hearst.
Cy: (Cy immediately straightens up) I meant no disrespect of any kind to you or Mr. Hearst by any word I've said from the moment we have met.
Wolcott: I understand that.
Cy: I have nothing but respect for Mr. Hearst. He's in the Comstock of Montana, every other place he's ever operated, without jape or jest.
Wolcott: And the overture you made to the group in San Francisco showed imagination and foresight and a tolerance for risk that was impressive to Mr. Hearst. We want to work with you here.
Cy: (Blinks) You do?
Wolcott: Yes, we do.
(Cy smiles, nods over to Con Stapleton & Leon)
Cy: Con Stapleton! Leon! (They begin to approach) Get over here and meet a fucking gentleman! Those two work for me now among the Celestials, setting up that (nods to Mr. Wu, glaring over at him) miserable cocksucker to get knocked off his high horse. Con, Leon. (They've just about arrived behind Wolcott)
Wolcott: I don't want to meet them.
Cy: (pauses) Go inside. (Leon eyes Wolcott, Con looks expectantly at Cy.) Meet me inside.
Con: Yes, sir.
Leon: Yes, sir, Mr. Tolliver.
Cy: Just go on in, fellas. (They do.)
Wolcott: My only contact's with you.
Cy: As far as they're concerned, you and Mr. Hearst don't even exist.
Wolcott: As far as you're concerned, Cy, (Wu glares) in the tasks you'll be performing for him, Mr. Hearst doesn't either.
Cy: (smirks) Who?
(In Charlie's freight building, he opens a jail cell door, we see Jane, bare footed, sleeping on a cot under a fur coat)
Charlie: Wake up. Take account you're indoors. (He pours a glass of water while Jane stirs... ) Here. (Offers her the cup, she sits up, to take a sip... ) That's water now.
Jane: Oh, get it the fuck away from me then.
Charlie: Drink it and don't be stupid.
Jane: (Takes a sip, looks around) Oh, Christ, are we arrested?
Charlie: I explained all this to you, Jane, that I'm the fucking Deputy, and I fixed the overflow cell in case you come back.
Jane: Shut up then. (She lays back down.)
Charlie: And you replied I was boring the shit out of you 'cus Doc already told you all about it.
Jane: Well, evidently, I don't remember fuck-all.
Charlie: No, 'cause after every other fucking think we went through last night, you got to make us stop at that new joint across from Nuttall's.
Jane: Would you kindly shut your fucking mouth? (Charlie stands up) Hey, what the fuck's Bill's coat doing here? (She sits up, in awe and confusion.)
Charlie: Well, he wouldn't have seen it useless or a souvenir. I figured I'd give it work keeping the bed warm.
Jane: Uh, where is it headed now I'm the occupant?
Charlie: It ain't going anywheres.
Jane: (She smiles, looks at the coat, lays back down) Thank you, Charlie.
(Charlie smiles and leaves.)
(Chez Amie, the whores are lounging around.)
Joanie: It's cool. Sit outside. (She opens the door and the girls stand, exiting... ) Wide knees. (She shuts the door behind them.)
Maddie: Are we gonna argue?
Joanie: We're partners, ain't we, Maddie? Ain't that a lot of planning and thinking to not let your partner in on?
Maddie: Not sharing it before I even knew the trick was in camp—don't put me wrong, Joanie.
Joanie: It don't put you right, far as an atmosphere of trust.
Maddie: Joanie, was there any odds when me and my girls got out here that you might have told us you'd changed your mind?
Joanie: I guess there was a chance.
Maddie: Or I'd have found you dead or moved along?
Joanie: No chance on moved along.
Maddie: Only way to guarantee an outcome, Honey, is contracting to be fucked. Everything else is a chance — including me letting you down. But if I do, using my head won't be the tip-off. (She sits)
Joanie: How will you bring the girl in to it?
Maddie: At the trick's fierce insistence.
Joanie: What's our split?
Maddie: 50-50 (She lounges back in the chair.)
Joanie: What's the girl's end?
Maddie: I wouldn't rule out a wooden box. (Joanie looks surprised.)
(Hardware store, Seth lays a pick axe down on the counter for a customer... )
Seth: Timely purchase. That's our last in stock. (The customer nods, takes the pick axe and leaves.)
Sol: Goddamn out-thinking myself—resupplying in smaller orders.
Seth: You've been dealing with a few uncertainties.
Sol: If the claims get allowed or they don't, or Yankton stacks the commissioners or not, we're either in business, or we ain't, and if we are, you reduce costs buying in volume.
Seth: Your old man?
Sol: On his death bed in fucking Vienna.
(Seth chuckles, Charlie enters, holding a box.)
Charlie: Fellas. (To Sol) On the mend?
Sol: Doing better, thank you. Hope you are too.
Charlie: (To Seth) We was gonna thin these inquiries yesterday before that trouble with Bummer Dan. (Holds up the box.)
Seth: We've been gonna thin them for several weeks.
Charlie: Is Farnum's slop-house okay? Jane is sleeping a load off in my place. (Sol looks to Seth.)
Seth: (To Sol) Inquiries from other jurisdictions, we've been somewhat remiss.
Charlie: Whose that fella said "Never put off till tomorrow what'll wait till the day after?"
Sol: Not my old man.
(Seth turns and smiles, leaves, Charlie follows with a smile... )
(Grand Central, Wolcott places an envelope of money on the desk)
Wolcott: To buy the Hickok letter.
EB: Wonderful.
(E.B. puts his hand on the envelope, Wolcott does as well, stopping him... )
Wolcott: Uh, I'll have a bill of sale.
EB: Well, certainly, sir. Of course. Uh... (Picks up his notebook, dips his quill in ink and starts writing.) For reasons of legal nicety, we'll say you're purchasing the right to deliver.
(Jewel & Doc are at Al's door, She knocks... )
Jewel: You gotta let me get to your piss-pot, Al. (Dan & Johnny watch from below.) Otherwise, when your mood changes, you're fucking gonna yell at me for not doing it. (Doc nods to her) I think I should get the Doc, Al. You need to let the Doc in. You need to let him see to you. When I was sick, the Doc helped me. And you ain't fucking yelled since then my foot's dragging. (She pounds the door, turns to Doc... ) Fuck this, right, Doc?
Doc: (nodding) Fuck it.
Jewel: (Screeches to Dan) Dan! You need to fucking break the door down.
Dan: (yelling) Now?
Jewel: Isn't that what I just fucking said?
(Dan runs up the stairs, Johnny following, tripping over himself and the others on the stairs as he tries to keep up with Dan.)
Dan: (yelling) Al!
Jewel: If I was you, Doc, I would get out of the fucking way!
(Dan charges the door with his shoulder, he slams into it... )
Dan: Ow! Jesus fucking Christ! Uh. (Kicks down the door, grabbing his shoulder... )
(Doc runs in, Dan's clutching his shoulder, Johnny leans toward him... )
Johnny: You all right?
Dan: Mm... I think I broke my fucking shoulder.
(Doc steps over to Al, still laying on the floor, writhing in pain.)
Doc: (To Jewel) Would you open up my case? (Jewel kneels down and opens Doc's medical bag... ) Al? (Al twitches) Al, Al?
(He probes Al's belly, Al doubles up in pain. Johnny watches with his hand over his mouth, not sure what to do, Dan's still clutching his shoulder.)
Jewel: Do we need to get him laudanum?
Doc: Please. (Johnny looks to Dan & back... Jewel gets out a bottle of laudanum... ) All right, Al. (Holds Al's forehead) All right, It's all right.
(Seth & Charlie are sitting in E.B's restaurant, Seth's reading from a letter... )
Seth: "Please don't let up on the Stackpole case, as I'm sure he's out there."
(Seth looks up at Charlie, Charlie looks back with a blank face.)
Charlie: No idea.
Seth: I never hear of it either.
Charlie: All the portions you had on your plate, I hesitated to fucking inquire.
Seth: I couldn't have helped if you had.
Charlie: Fuck the Stackpole case then, and the letter from Arapaho County concerning it. Which goes in the fucked-case file. (He tosses the letter under his hat, laying on the table.)
(Alma & Ellsworth are traveling back from the claim, the wagon bumping along... )
Alma: I'd like to buy Mr. Farnum's hotel.
Ellsworth: To do what with, Mrs. Garret?
Alma:To renovate and make my residence.
Ellsworth: I can think of better locations, Ma'am. With friendlier views.
Alma:None that would offer the further pleasure of putting Mr. Farnum in the thoroughfare.
Ellsworth: I expect a man like Farnum finds quarters pretty easy.
Alma: I would expect even with his venality satisfied, a man like Farnum would feel himself dispossessed and unanchored. I think he'd be very sad, and I would like to see him in that condition.
Ellsworth: I guess most of us got enough luck to be too broke to act on them type ideas. (The wagon stops in front of the hotel, Ellsworth gets up to climb out.)
Alma: What type ideas do you refer to?
Ellsworth: The type the lowborn would say we get when we're pissed off. (Ellsworth steps out of the wagon) Although... my own aristocratic lineage causes me to use the term "sore-disappointed." (He helps her down.)
Alma: I am pissed off.
Ellsworth: Well, last turns the wheels took for you, Ma'am, I'd say you've come by it honest. If punching somebody in the nose would help, I'll volunteer one that's well broke in.
(They enter the hotel, Alma turns her head toward the restaurant and sees Seth. Their eyes meet. Alma continues upstairs... )
EB: Safely returned.
(Alma stops, takes a deep breath, grabs her skirts and walks upstairs.)
(Trixie enters the hardware store and closes the door.)
Trixie: Is he here too?
Sol: No. (Trixie approaches Sol) He's my friend, Trixie.
Trixie: Among other fucking things. (She smokes a cigarette, pacing.) Anyways... I wonder could you teach me to do accounts?
Sol: All right.
Trixie: I'll pay you. Or you can take it out in cunt.
Sol: I won't teach you if you keep that up.
Trixie: Fuck every fucking one of you. I wish I was a fucking tree.
(She leaves... Sol staring after her... )
(E.B. is at his ledger... Wolcott approaches)
EB: Mr. Wolcott.
Wolcott: Mr. Farnum. The contents of that letter are a deep disappointment. Not a word of any find or promising location.
EB: You opened it then?
Wolcott: Are you trifling with me?
EB: It occurs to me, sir, this conversation were best had elsewhere. (He puts the cashbox behind the desk.)
Wolcott: But not postponed?
EB: Not postponed, Mr. Wolcott, no. (E.B. puts on his hat & walks out from behind the desk.) We are men, sir. When we disagree, we come to resolution promptly.
Wolcott: Where are we going?
(E.B. places his hand on Wolcott's shoulder, leading him outside... )
EB: The Gem Saloon. It's just over there.
Wolcott: Please take your hand off my shoulder.
(E.B. quickly does as told, they walk across the thoroughfare towards the Gem... )
EB: Some ancient Italian maxim fits our situation, whose particulars escape me.
Wolcott: Is the gist that I'm shit outta luck?
EB: Did they speak that way then?
(They enter the Gem, Wolcott removes his hat... We hear Dan screaming at the top of his lungs from a whore's room... )
Dan: (yelling) Oh for the love of God!
(The patrons turn around to see where the yell came from, we see Doc leaving the room carrying a large leather sling of the sort used to re-loacate dislocated shoulders)
EB: Please, won't you sit down?
Wolcott: So you would have me take the experience then as a lesson dearly purchased?
(They sit, Dan stumbles out of the back room into the bar. As Wolcott watches him, he holds his arm stiffly by his side... )
EB: I should tell you, Mr. Wolcott, I have seen men in this very camp, (Wolcott eyes Dan) feeling themselves victimized, seek redress in fashions I thought imprudent.
Wolcott: Violently, you mean?
EB: Thus, at the lesson, dearly bought as you would have it, is where I would leave this business.
Wolcott: In any case, I was an intermediary in this transaction.
EB: Ah, then, having been a pupil, it falls to you now to instruct your principal. I wonder, Mr. Wolcott, if some second letter couldn't be drafted to put some sharper point on the lesson, maybe remunerative to both of us.
Wolcott: So, your idea would be that we fuck Mr. Hearst twice?
EB: I missed the name, sir, but I can aver as a general principle, (Dan is lifting his arm up onto the bar to support it) My days of fucking anyone are long in the past, whomever you represent.
Wolcott: George Hearst of the Ophir find in the Comstock.
EB: Of course I know George Hearst. (He shifts uncomfortably in his seat.)
Wolcott: Oh, you know him personally?
EB: I do not know him personally, I do not know him personally.
Wolcott: Oh.
EB: But of course I know of George Hearst, and his reputation and accomplishments and wealth, and his power and reputation. And I would say, as well, most importantly, I have nothing to teach that man. George Hearst need learn no lesson from me. Nor would I permit him entrance into a lesson, either inadvertently or by accident, I wouldn't subsequently and immediately cancel him back out of. Or his agent or intermediary.
Wolcott: Mr. Hearst doesn't renege on contracts.
EB: (pauses ) Then what am I to do? What am I to do, Mr. Wolcott, (stands up to move to the chair next to Wolcott) but to admit a terrible and tragic miscalculation and supplicate myself and beg mercy (EB sits down now in the new chair, Wolcott moves his hat out of E.B's way... ) and understanding and forgiveness? (He puts his hand on Wolcott's arm) And to offer, if you would contemplate, any separate or side transaction or understanding.
Wolcott: Remove your hand from my forearm. (E.B. jumps to obey) Do not touch me again.
EB: (He clasps his hands, looking down @ the table) I look poor, but that is a cultivated pose and posture. I am not poor and I am not stingy when fundamental interests are at stake—(he leans over and spits on the floor) as a complete aside.
Wolcott: (studies EB) There is a service you could do Mr. Hearst that would set off exactly against the funds he might otherwise believe you fleeced him of.
EB: Anything, Sir.
Wolcott: This service would enlist you and one or two others, circulating certain rumors about the future of the camp. In particular, about the validity of the present titles to the claims.
EB: (considers this) Done. Consider me enlisted. Consider the validity called into question.
Wolcott: (hushed) I also wish to know the location of your highest-end brothel.
EB: As it happens, a whorehouse succeeding to that title has just opened.
Wolcott: (leans in to E.B.) Nothing just happens, Mr. Farnum. (He puts on his hat, sits back in his chair) Do you think this hat makes my head look big?
EB: No, Sir. It makes your head look the perfect size.
Wolcott: (looks off into the distance) Thank you.
(Bella Union, Cy is showing the door to a group of customers, quickly shutting door behind them. He strides up stairs, looking down upon his employees, who are gathered)
Cy: (sighs) You're gonna find out somethin' now about yourselves and your fellow man, how you handle adversity—or rumors of adversity—or ill fortune, or turns of luck. And I'm not going to further rumor or be a party to that bullshit. Do you what to know where I stand? You just look the fuck where I'm standing. You'll find out all you need to know. I ain't going anywhere! And if anyone else wants to, two weeks fuckin' severance is waiting for you right fuckin' now. You step the fuck up! Step right the fuck up! (They all look around at each other) Now that shows me somethin'. But any time, day or night, anyone wants to fuckin' waver or fuckin' change their minds, you just step right the fuck up and get your severance. (pauses) Let's open the fuck up and get it while we can, all right?
Leon: (turns to the rest) Open up!
Con: Open up! You heard him! Let's go!
(As the rest ready the Bella Union for opening, Con and Leon confer with each other... )
(Al's room, Doc is holding a probe — with a curved end — by a pair of tongs.)
Trixie: What are you going to do to him?
Doc: Pass this instrument through his penis into his bladder. If he has stones, it will click against the metal instrument. Assuming I can hear the clicks above his screams, I will have identified the cause of his obstruction.
Trixie: To what fucking end?
Doc: To the end that if I think he will die otherwise of cutting him open above the pubis and taking out the stones. (He traces on his body where he means)
Trixie: Which will probably kill him anyways.
Doc: (steps closer to her) What shall I say to you, Trixie, that I'm sure of a happy outcome for Al and every one of us?
(Cy is sitting in his office, there's a knock at the door)
Leon: Minute for us, Mr. Tolliver?
Cy: What is it? Come in and shut the door. (They enter, Leon closes the door, they look expectantly at Cy.) What the fuck is it?
Con: Anything you want to tell us, Mr. T?
Cy: I told you all I want to tell you outside.
Con: Well, believe me, uh, you don't have waverers standing in front of you, or doubters or, uh, anyone looking for fucking severance.
Leon: Just the opposite.
Cy: What's that mean? You lookin' for a raise?
(They stare at Cy)
Con: Uh, well, what's going on, I suppose is Leon's question, Mr. Tolliver.
(Cy and Con both look at Leon, he is uncomfortable.)
Leon: The truth is, my questions is answered 90%. And as for the rest, I'm gonna get good and fuckin' loaded (Cy picks at his ear) and let the devil take the hindmost.
Con: If you fuckin' walk out of here, us two are gonna have words. (Cy is still picking in his ear) And more than words at my first opportunity, because this was 90% his idea to come in here.
Cy: Somebody better turn over a hole card.
Leon: (They both approach closer) Both of us took a real positive impression, Sir, of the talk you give us just recently here in your office.
Con: Yeah, relative to this talk you just concluded.
Cy: And?
Con: And, uh, I guess you'd say a wonderment with us is if we mistook the tone of one talk or the other, and if so, which?
Cy: (stands) I dispute that one fuckin' thing changed between those two talks as to my attitude and resolve.
Leon: (nods) Did the facts of the camp situation change?
Cy: (mulls this over) Not to my certain knowledge. But if you're asking in the interim, have I been privy to a rumor far as claims being invalidated, all titles thrown out, the answer is yes.
Con: Well, that would account for it.
Cy: But the only goddamn fact that I'm aware of is I never knew any man ate a rumor or clothed himself with one or secured himself a piece of pussy.
Con: Well, rumors are not facts.
Cy: So if any gutless cocksucker tumbles to what's going on and decides he wants to cut and run, sell his fucking holdings, you tell him to come see me. Just say Cy Tolliver will buy whatever he's fuckin' selling if he has that little faith in the camp, or rumors of judicial invalidation, or the panic that'll ensue from that. (He sighs, waves them away) Go ahead, boys. Go on outside and do your jobs. That's all we can fuckin' do right now. And not waver.
(They leave the office.)
(Jane and Trixie are standing on the boardwalk, across from the Gem, each drinking what looks like bottled beer)
Jane: (Takes a long drink, belches) Ah. Now that's fucking progress.
Trixie: (drunk) Cocksucker upstairs, across the way, whorehouse where I work—
Jane: He is a fucking cocksucker.
Trixie: Locks the fucking door so people can't get to help him. (yelling) Fucking ashamed to be sick!
Jane: You know he had a design to murder that little one.
Trixie: (looks at Jane) No, I didn't.
Jane: Hell, yes, he had a design. Charlie and me spirited her from camp, forced him to a second victim more suitable to his cocksucker's purpose.
Trixie: Think they're any different if they'd had their fucking dicks cut on? They ain't no fucking different. You gotta like their friends or they won't teach you numbers or every other fucking regulation they set!
Jane: (eyes Trixie, confused) Anyways.
Trixie: Far as it fucking goes, he also brought the cripple from that orphanage.
Jane: Uh—what orphanage?
Trixie: And don't buy his bullshit about the 9 cent trick.
Jane: (more confused) What cripple?
Trixie: Jewel—that he says he's got around against some hooplehead only having 9 cents and wanting a piece of pussy. That ain't it. Why she's around is... it's his sick fucking way of protectin' her.
Jane: (pauses, looks at Trixie) I'm gonna get whiskey.
Trixie: There's entries on both sides of the fucking ledger is the fucking point, as I already talk like a fucking Jew!
Jane: (pauses again—really not sure what Trixie is talking about) Shaping up to be a nice cool evening. (pauses, looks at Trixie, who is staring angrily up at the balcony) Maybe he has a good side to him too that I entirely fucking missed. It's always fucking possible, drunk as I am fucking continuously (She smiles at Trixie, steps away, waving) It's nice to see you.
(Alma and Miss Isringhausen are seated on the bed in Alma's room... )
Alma: You returned his timepiece.
Miss Isringhausen: Yes. (She nods and smiles) I thought I had told you.
Alma: You did, Miss Isringhausen. I'm recurring to the topic, hoping you will be more expansive.
Miss Isringhausen: He accepted the timepiece, Ma'am, and raised another subject you and I ought pursue at some different moment.
Alma: Must I credit the right of that "ought," Miss Isringhausen, or may I suspect—you enjoy setting terms.
Miss Isringhausen: Terms, Ma'am?
Alma: Playing arbiter of the when and why of things.
Miss Isringhausen: Pursuing the second subject Mr. Bullock raised, Mrs. Garret, might upset a person now present, junior to you and me.
Alma: (looking at Sophia)I cannot imagine how such a pursuit could be any more upsetting than the atmosphere of relentless disapproval that you so consistently generate. (Miss Isringhausen looks at her, mouth agape) I've no further need of your services, Miss Isringhausen. (Alma stands up and goes over to Sophia.)
Miss Isringhausen: I'll say goodnight then to you and Sophia.
Alma: My preference is your saying goodbye.
(Miss Isringhausen pauses, stunned. Sophia looks at her... )
Miss Isringhausen: I wonder, Ma'am... if having made so many decisions so quickly, your patience may be short just now. And I'd appeal you to reconsider your preferences in the morning.
Alma: In any case, you'll want to retire to your room.
Miss Isringhausen: I hope you'll recall that I've traveled from Chicago to enter your employ and have no emergent prospects.
Alma: We'll come to some arrangement.
Miss Isringhausen: All right. (nods in resignation) I'll say goodnight then. (She turns to leave.)
Alma: As is your custom —(Miss Isringhausen turns back) without having spared one affectionate look for my child.
Miss Isringhausen: My training, Ma'am, is that being engaged to see to the child's education, my soliciting her affections would intrude on the mother's province.
Alma: (Alma pauses and steps closer) And I would call that a logical distinction, Miss Isringhausen, having nothing to do with the way people live.
(Miss Isringhausen turns and leaves. Alma stares after her, looking surprised at herself)
(Cy's room, Cy and Lila are reclining in bed)
Lila: The people downstairs are scared.
Cy: Are they?
Lila: Off your talk. They think you believe the camp's in jeopardy.
Cy: I ain't answerable for misinterpretations. The truth is, Lila, the weather's gettin' better, and it looks to stay mild a spell. (laughing) Old Cy has outlasted the cocksuckers one more time. If it was in me to kid myself, I'd take this for proving God loves me.(laughs)
Lila: I believe he loves us.
Cy: Do you, sweetheart? Did his hand lead me buyin' and turnin' you out? That's a lovely thought. Next you're in touch, would you put the good word in?
Lila: I do. I pray for you every night.
Cy: (pauses) All right, stupid, time to shut your fuckin' mouth. Shut your fuckin' mouth now and turn over and close your eyes.
(Lila does as told)
(Chez Amie, the girls are dressed and posing at various places around the room. Maddie is evaluating them.)
Maddie: Lift your leg. (To one whore) Languid and open for adventure. (She turns, looks at the whore in the corner — Doris? — moves on to the whore in the chair) In your case, Atlantis, present the tits a little more. (She pushes against Atlantis' back, making her sit up more.) Can you hold that for half an hour?
Atlantis: I've been holding this my whole fuckin' life.
(Wolcott enters)
Maddie: Mr. W.
Wolcott: Hello.
Maddie: You jumped the gun on our opening by half an hour, but I believe we can make an exception. (Joanie enters) My partner, Joanie.
Joanie: How do you do?
Wolcott: How do you do? (He paces, looking around)
Maddie: Our caller fancies Basil's Bourbon, Joanie, which is hid beneath the floorboard at the bar.
Joanie: All right.
Maddie: Won't you sit?
Wolcott: I don't know that I will. Where is she?
Maddie: Carrie's been detained.
Wolcott: Detained?
Maddie: You don't need me telling you Carrie's mind's her own. We hit Cheyenne and she stopped to see a relative. (Wolcott nods)
Joanie: Basil Hayden hid beneath the floorboards as advertised. (She hands him the bourbon, he sniffs it, points to the whore in front of the bar... )
Wolcott: Would you get out of my sight, please? (The whore moves) How close a relative is she fucking in Cheyenne?
Maddie: She's coming soon, Mr. W.
Wolcott: Is her arrival imminent?
Maddie: A matter of days.
Wolcott: How many days are in a matter?
Joanie: Would fucking something else fill the time?
Wolcott: Yeah, how much you cost?
Joanie: I ain't for sale, sir. But I would fuck you for free.
Wolcott: I have to say you ain't my type.
Joanie: Do you stand there, Mr. W., saying you're dead solid sure you'll not ever again be surprised till you've completed your earthly course? Ain't that presumptuous, Sir? And ain't our quoted fee, to surprise you, fair and just?
Wolcott: I always pay for pussy.
Joanie: Well, I may let you then, if you go ahead and twist my arm. (She holds her arm out for him.) You pay extra for that? (Takes him by the arm and leads him to a back room.)
Wolcott: Do unhand me.
Joanie: I, Mr. W—who I just unhanded—and Mr. Basil Hayden (Holds up the bottle of bourbon) do no wish to be disturbed. (She lifts the flap of her corset to reveal a small gun to the others, turns & shuts the door).
Whore: You want me back where I was?
Maddie: She kills that fucking cocksucker, I'm gonna be working for the rest of my life. (Maddie angry)
(Richardson is wiping down a table in the dining room)
EB: Richardson, Richardson, Richardson. When will come the quiet hours of our declining years? (Richardson continues cleaning without looking up) I'm talking to you, dimwit.
Richardson: I wasn't lis'nin'.
EB: Richardson, won't you sit yourself? Allow me to take up your labors, (Richardson sits and looks up at E.B) I am confiding that turbulence, (shifts the bucket on the table) upheaval of the most violent sort, (lifts the bucket and swirls it) churning seas, waves of a scale and force to make the most seasoned seafarer vomit—bleah (fakes vomiting into the bucket, sets the bucket down — speaks calmer, ) Are in prospect for this camp. And, We, Richardson, you, I, and tragically others—(picks up the scrub brush inside the bucket and starts to scrub the table) so very many others who journeyed to the hills to stake their claims, and with those claims their hopes for the future—are but pawns of the savage sea (throws the brush in the bucket, picks up the bucket) and playthings of the fucking deep. (He sets the bucket down, sits on the table) Not for us, apparently, the placid harbor, on which voyages, near complete to bob and rot, bob and rot, (he rocks back and forth, whispering that) be calmed. For us, to the very end, (yelling, stands up-grabs the bucket and sloshes it back and forth) the dizzying surges of the storm and it's crashing descents! (He slams the bucket on the table) Do you understand me, you repulsive lout?
Richardson: No.
EB: (Grabs Richardson's shoulders) The claims, Richardson. They're being overturned. (He starts scrubbing again) Save those few who dispose of their holdings before word circulates. Destitution looms!
Richardson: Oh dear.
EB: Yes, yes. Even you now recognize the situation. Ah well. Take the rest of the night off, Richardson.
Richardson: (stands up) Thank you, Sir. (He quickly leaves)
EB: But confide in no one! (Richardson pauses, then exits) About the claims!
(Joanie's room at the Chez Amie, Wolcott is seated in a chair looking at Joanie, who is laying on her stomach on the bed, propped up by her elbows, head in hands... )
Joanie: Would we have even more fun naked? Or I could, and you could stay dressed. Or the opposite.
Wolcott: Who am I?
Joanie: You're Mr. W. Your boss struck bigger than anyone in the Comstock and Mexico. So you bein' here puts a shine to this camp's prospects.
Wolcott: (He pauses, pulls at his cravat) Unbutton my shirt.
Joanie: Yes, sir. (She gets up, kneels in front of Wolcott... )
Wolcott: Do not look at my face.
Joanie: No, sirree. (Begins unbuttoning his shirt)
Wolcott: Shall I tell you who I work for?
Joanie: As you wish. If you do, how shall I occupy myself while you're doing it?
Wolcott: The same as if I don't.
Joanie: (She looks up at him) For me to judge?
Wolcott: As you wish.
Joanie: Your shirt buttons are your big interest? Or shall we advance to these buttons here? (She begins to unbutton his pants ) And shall I hazard an approach I rarely find ill-received?
Wolcott: (pauses) No.
Joanie: (takes her hands away from him) Shall I hazard an approach on myself, I never remember refusing? And will you supervise closely? (He breathes heavily, almost a sigh of resignation) Mr. W., I am gonna take that as a yes.
(She stands up, goes over to the bed, lays back, lifts her skirts and feigns touching herself.. Wolcott sits back, looks down and starts rebuttoning.)
Wolcott: No. Take it as a no.
Joanie: (sighs — throws her skirts over her legs) Nuts!
Wolcott: (laughs) What a tiny corner of operation for such an amusing mind. (stands) I'll promise as I sojourn here to bring you stories of the world of men.
Joanie: I'll just be here in my girl's world diddling myself.
Wolcott: (still buttoning) I admire you coming armed.
(Al is laying in bed, he looks half dead. He raises his eyebrows at Doc, holding the probe.)
Doc: Hmm. (Nods to Dan, Al is panting, Dan throws his hat to the side, approaches the bed.) I'm 'onna pass this through your penis up into your bladder, Al, and I'm 'onna say this to you once—I'm sorry for how it hurts. (Dan kneels on the bed next to Al and holds him still, Johnny looks on, Doc inserts the probe, Al struggles) Goddamnit, hold him still!
Al: (screaming) Mother of God! (Trixie looks up from the thoroughfare, Johnny winces... walks out to the balcony) Help me! Mother of God!
Trixie: (yelling up to Johnny) Fuck you, Johnny! Get in there and fucking help him!
Johnny: What am I supposed to do? (E.B. steps outside and dumps his bucket)
Trixie: Put your hand in his mouth! Let him bite your fucking hand! (Johnny, pained with grief, goes back inside.)
Doc: Alright, Al. I'm in your bladder. I can hear the fucking stone. I'm gonna try now to move the stone to release your water, so you push now if you can, son.
Al: (gags, straining... yelling) Oh God! Mother, take me!
Doc: Push now if you can. Get your water flowing.
Al: I'm trying! Help me. Christ! (Al screams, the whole camp seeming to hear)
Dan: I'll fucking kill you, Doc! You take it out of him!
Doc: Shut up!
(At the Bullock house, Al's scream is faintly audible. Seth and Martha are having a meal)
(Back at Al's room, there's blood and urine dripping from the end of the probe in Al's bladder)
Doc: All right. I can see some fucking urine with the blood. Good for you.
Johnny: (near tears) Is he all right now? Is he cured now?
Doc: It's fucking something, anyway.
Dan: Is that something anyway, Doc? (motioning with his head to Al, Al's face seems to relax a bit.)
Doc: All right, Al, I'm 'onna take it out of you. You hold on and it won't hurt so bad.
(Doc slides it out. We hear another blood curdling scream. Johnny steps outside.)
Johnny: (to Trixie) He put something out of himself, Trixie. Now, that's something anyway.
Trixie: Is it out of him?
Johnny: Well, that instrument's out of him.
Trixie: And what of the fucking stone?
Johnny: I didn't see no fucking stone come out.
(Trixie throws her cigarette down, turns, sighs — pushing her hair back- she walks away. Johnny is still on the balcony, distressed.)
The End
Written by: Elizabeth Sarnoff
Directed by: Steve Shill
|Al Swearengen: Ian McShane
|Dan Dority: W Earl Brown
|Seth Bullock: Timothy Olyphant
|Alma Garret: Molly Parker
|Ellsworth: Jim Beaver
|Doc Cochran: Brad Dourif
|Sol Star: John Hawkes
|Trixie: Paula Malcomson
|Tom Nuttall: Leon Rippy
|Cy Tolliver: Powers Boothe
|Con Stapleton: Peter Jason
|Leon: Larry Cedar
|Sophia: Bree Seanna Wall
|E.B. Farnum: William Sanderson
|Calamity Jane: Robin Weigert
|Charlie Utter: Dayton Callie
|Johnny Burns: Sean Bridgers
|Jack McCall: Garret Dillihunt
|Jewel: Geri Jewell
|A. W. Merrick: Jeffrey Jones
|Rev. Smith: Ray McKinnon
|Brom Garret: Timothy Omundson
|Mr. Wu: Keone Young
|Joanie Stubbs: Kim Dickens
|Eddie Sawyer: Ricky Jay
|Andy Cramed: Zach Grenier
|Silas Adams: Titus Welliver
|Otis Russell: William Russ
|Martha Bullock: Anna Gunn
|Maddie: Alice Krige
|William Bullock: Josh Eriksson
|Francis Wolcott: Garret Dillihunt
|Transcription last updated on 03/23/2007
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BrightBuilt Barn Going Net-Zero, Super-Efficient & LEED Platinum
I'm starting think that maybe, just maybe, the modern farmhouse could be a gateway to contemporary for many of you. What do you think, pretty clean design, right? The BrightBuilt Barn was designed by Kaplan Thompson Architects, factory built in components by Bensonwood (mentioned by Josh Stack in comments recently), and is being built by Gibson Design/Build as we speak. It was designed to be net-zero and super green — the home will participate in the Living Building Challenge and, in all likelihood, qualify for LEED Platinum certification. Geez! So what's in store for this 700 sf studio home:
I'm a PC and I Design Green Buildings
Folks the media storm that started with the venerable Bill Gates and tired Jerry Seinfeld has just taken a new direction with the "I'm a PC" ads for Microsoft. Check them out below, we have all three new videos embedded in this article. As you watch, though, don't get distracted by the likes of Eva Longoria, Tony Parker, Deepak Chopra, Bernard Harris, Geoff Green, or even Pharrell, as tough as it is, because there's a green architect in the mix: Edouard Francois.
Choosing Green: Homebuyer's Guide to Good Green Homes [Giveaway]
Jerry Yudelson, renown green building expert, was kind enough to send us a copy of one of his latest books, and as is the tradition on this website, we're giving the book away to one lucky commenter below. Just leave a comment before midnight on Monday, September 22 to be considered for the giveaway.* The book is called Choosing Green: The Homebuyer's Guide to Good Green Homes and is printed on 100% post-consumer recycled paper. It is what it's called: a homebuyer's guide. If you're a homeowner or are thinking of becoming one (even in this market!), you should give this a read and get educated. Yudelson will walk you through some of the following concepts:
Beautiful Green Roof at Chicago's Residences 900
In Chicago, Illinois, The Residences at 900 have something unique to offer their residents, a lush green rooftop garden. This environmentally friendly rooftop, designed by renowned landscape architect Douglas Hoerr, offers nearly fourteen thousand square feet of garden paradise.
REX House Accomplishes 100% Reuse
Shannon Quimby, as far as I can tell, is the first to successfully reuse 100% of an old dilapidated home in a new home construction project. The REX House, or Reuse Everything eXperiment, is located at 2030 SE Rex Street in Portland, Oregon and Shannon has been documenting the entire process since December 2007. What she's doing is quite difficult, especially if/when you're deconstructing a house that has toxic materials, lead, asbestos, and other damaged parts. But that's the goal of the project: to share with everyone how to recycle and keep landfills from overflowing with useable construction materials.
Prefab is Not the Answer to Affordable, Modern, and Green Homes
This article was authored by guest Chad Ludeman of Postgreen Homes.
Prefab homes seem to be showing up more and more in the media these days, especially with two large exhibits in Philadelphia showcasing their history this year. Like many, I hoped that prefab would be the answer to bringing modern architecture to the masses in the US and beyond. I thought that finally, modern home design would be attainable by those of us who aren't pulling in lofty six figure incomes. That was until I conducted extensive research into the possibility of starting a development company in Philadelphia using only prefab homes.
Don't get me wrong, I love prefab and many of the firms out there with cutting edge designs in the prefab realm. There are also a variety of building lessons that can be learned from the prefab methodology. I just don't believe it is the best way of delivering modern design to the average new home buyer.
Below we will look at this issue from two points of view. First, we will look at the prefab industry and try to dispel some of the myths that have arisen around it. Second, we will take a quick look at how the housing industry may be able to learn from both prefab and site-built homes to create a hybrid approach that will provide a better, more accessible solution to the home buyer and hopefully reduce the barrier of entry to modern, green, and unique residences.
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It just so happens that the rumor mill never sleeps and is never without its crazy side. We mentioned on our last show how Steve Downes confirmed the existence of Halo 2 Anniversary, or so we thought. Since then, IGN has reached out and received some clarification that Downes was simply making a statement based on what people have rumored on the internet, but that's not all there is to it. We made a post about IGN's findings yesterday and encourage everyone to go out and develop your own opinion, but we voice ours during the show. In other news, the New York Toy Fair started this week and we have seen some pretty cool things that any Halo fan will want to get their hands on. We've just seen our first glances at McFarlane figures, Mega Bloks sets, and other swag goodness.
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Allen student received President's Volunteer Service Award
Allen senior, Samuel Miller, has been honored for his exemplary volunteer service to the community with a President's Volunteer Service Award. The award, which recognizes Americans of all ages who have volunteered significant amounts of their time to serve their communities and their country, was granted by The Prudential Spirit of Community Awards program on behalf of the President's Council on Service and Civic Participation.
Miller has been honored for starting Book Share – a program that collects used children's books and distributes them to students in the Allentown School District. "I was able to collect nearly 1,000 used children's books. I gave the school age books to Lehigh Parkway Elementary," he describes. "And, I gave the younger books to the Head-start program in Allentown. I was the main facilitator of the program, and I worked with my younger brother to collect, sort, and distribute the books." Miller enjoys reading and always asks for books as gifts. He explained, "One day I was thinking about the other children in Allentown. Children whose parents can't afford books. What about the families who don't have any books in their house, and the families who can't read to their children? I thought maybe I could have an impact on the literacy of the inner-city children of Allentown by collecting books older children have grown out of and distributing them to families less fortunate. The children loved the books and I think I was very successful."
"Sam saw a need in the community and he went above and beyond to fill that need," states Luke Shafnisky, Principal of William Allen High School. "He wanted to share his joy and passion for reading with children in our District, and set out to do just that. Sam engaged his family, friends, peers, and a local church to collect gently used books that could be enjoyed by the young children and, hopefully, instill in them a love of reading. He is an incredible young man and we are thrilled that he is being honored for his service to our community."
"The recipients of these awards demonstrate that young people across America are making remarkable contributions to the health and vitality of their communities," said John Strangfeld, chairman and CEO of Prudential Financial. "By recognizing these students and placing a spotlight on their volunteer activities, we hope to motivate others to consider how they can also contribute to their community."
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No Sharon Laws? VERY Strange, well done Dave, we could of won the mens & womens.
British Cycling and the British Olympic Association have confirmed the final team of four women that will contest the Olympic road race in London on Sunday 29 July, with two of them also taking part in the individual time trial three days later on Wednesday 4 August.
The team includes current Olympic champion Nicole Cooke as well as the woman many see as Britain's best hope in this year's race, Lizzie Armitstead. Former world time trial champion Emma Pooley and Lucy Martin complete the quartet.
"Narrowing down the women's road team from six riders to four wasn't an easy decision for the selectors to make, but we believe that the four riders we have selected will give us the best opportunity of winning the race," commented British Cycling Performance Director Dave Brailsford.
Missing out from the initial squad of six initially announced earlier this month are Katie Colclough and Sharon Laws.
The inclusion of the 22-year-old Martin, a team mate of Armitstead and Pooley's at Garmin-Cervelo, dissolved at the end of last season with all three making the switch to AA Drink–leontien.nl, more or less confirms that Armitstead, for whom she acts as leadout, will be the protected British rider in the road race.
"I'm really excited to have been selected for my first Olympic Games, it's a massive honour and I am so proud to be part of Team GB at a home Games," said Martin.
"I'm prepared to give everything I've got and just cannot wait to race now in front of a home crowd around the streets of London," she added.
After last year's world championships in Copenhagen, Armitstead sparked a war of words accused Cooke of riding for herself, not the team, although the feud between them goes back more than a year before that, with Cooke criticising the Garmin contingent of using team tactics in the 2010 and 2011 national championships, won respectively by Pooley and Armsitstead.
The pair patched things up earlier this year, and today Cooke, who could herself provide an option for Great Britain should the race get broken up on the two circuits of Box Hill, said she would do "everything I can to deliver a gold medal for our team," adding, "we have a set of riders with real potential and I am looking forward to playing my part in delivering that gold."
While Cooke has struggled to recapture the form that brought her both the Olympic and world championships in 2008, Armistead, at 23 six years her junior and a former multiple world champion on the track, has continued to produce a set of impressive victories on the road including this year's Gent Wevelgem.
Armitstead will join Pooley in the individual time trial and the latter, who won the world championship in that discipline at Geelong in 2010, said: I'm looking forward to concentrating on my training now to ensure that I am in the best shape possible for the 29th July and 1st August."
Born in Scotland, Simon moved to London aged seven and now lives in the Oxfordshire Cotswolds with his miniature schnauzer, Elodie. He fell in love with cycling one Saturday morning in 1994 while living in Italy when Milan-San Remo went past his front door. A daily cycle commuter in London back before riding to work started to boom, he's been news editor at road.cc since 2009. Handily for work, he speaks French and Italian. He doesn't get to ride his Colnago as often as he'd like, and freely admits he's much more adept at cooking than fettling with bikes.
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lol yes I noticed that!
Cooke is a good rider (or was) but has to be the most ill-advised PR blunderer ever to make a soundbite.
Complaining about team tactics in the 2010 and 2011 races, the whole debacle between her and Lizzie earlier this year - almost every word she utters loses her fans and potential sponsors - no wonder she never got the rewards and team her talent deserved!
And after all the water that's gone under the bridge already - now we have this. A dubious, non-commital response that translates as "if I get any chance for personal glory I'm damn well taking it - stuff team tactics"
Oh well - should make for entertaining viewing. Even if it doesn't do the ladies sport any favours...


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Once the Trump administration announced on Tuesday it would finish an Obama-era program that shielded youthful undocumented immigrants from deportation / removal, Sherwin Sheik rapidly sized in the potential toll on his business.
Mr. Sheik may be the leader and founding father of CareLinx, which fits homecare workers with patients as well as their families. The organization depends on approved immigrant labor, making the looming demise from the program — that has transformed around 700,000 people introduced for this country as children into approved workers — a decidedly unwelcome development.
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Individuals executives might have empathy for that beneficiaries from the program, referred to as Dreamers, in addition to a broader curiosity about more liberal immigration policies to fulfill their labor needs. However the practical impact on their companies will typically be minimal. The amount of workers who take advantage of the program is small alongside a nationwide labor pressure in excess of 150 million, and also the DACA personnel are disseminate relatively evenly across most industries.
In healthcare, however, the economical impact might be significant, depriving patients of help they rely on and driving up costs for families and taxpayers.
Surveys of DACA beneficiaries demonstrate that roughly one-fifth of these operate in the care and academic sector, suggesting a possible lack of thousands of workers from in-demand job groups like home health aide and cna.
Simultaneously, projections through the government and advocacy groups reveal that the economy will have to add thousands and thousands of workers during these fields within the next five to ten years simply to maintain escalating demand, caused mainly with a quickly aging population.
"It's going to possess a real effect on consumers," Paul Osterman, a professor in the Sloan School at Durch and author of the new book on lengthy-term care workers, stated from the DACA move.
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Josue De Luna Navarro, a DACA beneficiary, found the U . s . States from Mexico as he was nine years old. He grew to become thinking about a job in healthcare after his father nearly died from complications associated with cardiovascular disease.
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This can be welcome on some level: The department estimates the typical home health aide made under $25,000 in 2016, for income that may be emotionally and physically grueling.
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Stuck Inside and Loving It
I am getting so much stitching done. It is zero degrees outside and I am staying in my pajamas. I might have to do laundry today so that we have clean underwear but I will be sewing.
We had a wonderful time with the kids and grandson being here for the holidays. We rolled out 6 dozen cut out cookies and frosted them. It looked like so many cookies and I thought we would never eat them all but we did! Every. Last. One.
Max walks all over the place and while he takes his time going down the step to the lodge room, he is very fast. I thought I child proofed the house but, apparently, I missed a few items. He likes to get into the dog's water dish. He certainly knows how to make a shocked face when he is told "No". He is so cute.
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I'm so glad you had a nice time with your family! It is amazing how all the cookies get eaten. I thought the same thing at our house. That is a very cute quilt! I'm sure your customer will be very happy.
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MORAGA — If you think the 150th anniversary party of Lamorinda's small, Catholic Saint Mary's College will be a relatively staid affair, get ready to change your mind on Nov. 3, under the stars next to Treasure Island's Building One.
There, the Dick Bright Orchestra will accompany Wine Valley Catering's fine cuisine, while Oakland A's stadium announcer Dick Callahan whips the crowd into a roaring, Gaelebrating frenzy and surprise performers liberally strut their artistic stuff.
After all, there's a lot to celebrate. If you find a Brother, ask him, "What's the deal with this itsy-bitsy college out in Moraga, the middle of nowhere?"
If the answer you hear is anything like what Ronald Isetti would tell you, you'll be enthralled, enraged and, ultimately, enriched. In other words, a lot has happened in a century and a half.
As a member of the Christian Brothers Order from 1960 to 1995 and a 37-year (retired) SMC history professor now living in Palm Springs, Isetti is the school's official historian — when the always-colorful Brother Raphael Patton is on a storytelling sabbatical.
Isetti — no slouch in his ability to spin a tale with dramatic flair and delicious details — is the author of "Called to the Pacific," a history of the Christian Brothers in California.
"I decided three years ago to expand on that and write the history of Saint Mary's," he said in a recent phone interview.
Isetti is about to pitch his 600-page manuscript in the direction of a publisher, and the raging fever of his enthusiasm carries through the phone line with all the energy of a California grass fire.
"I researched all the way to Rome — we used to joke that you couldn't cough until you consulted with Rome," he began.
One of the major controversies shaping the college — and there is no doubt, Isetti's profile of SMC is rife with squabbles on academic, ecumenical and supernatural levels — was "The Latin Question."
The Christian Brothers, a Roman Catholic male order dedicated exclusively to teaching, was charged with providing poor men with vocational skills at the college Archbishop Joseph Alemany began in San Francisco in 1863. Forbidden from teaching Latin or Greek, they were to use only the men's native language. But the maverick American order of Brothers believed all men (and starting in 1970, women), regardless of social class or race, deserved an education that liberated the heart and sensitized the mind: a liberal arts education. They went rogue and taught the Classics.
"Every leader in the American branch of the order was yanked by Rome in 1898 and sent into exile in Egypt and other countries," Isetti said.
The key to unlocking the mystery of SMC's history is in this ongoing skirmish between two camps — one aspiring to be a small, residential, liberal arts college, the other, to be a comprehensive university with graduate programs, vocational education, athletic departments, and more.
"It's like an undulating wave pattern. Where is the school going? What is it's identity? Because of external pressures, it has changed over time." Isetti said.
Shaped by the early academic feud, the college endured further jostling as it moved to Oakland in 1889, then to Moraga, in 1927. In 1942, it was even taken over by the Navy and became a preflight training school for four years. Throughout, SMC has maintained a stabilizing internal symmetry as a devotedly ecumenical college.
"The first graduate in 1872 was not Catholic. Why? Because Catholic with a big "C" means a church, but with a small "c," it means universal, open to everyone," Isetti insisted. "Catholicism has never been a cult: it has been the sponsor of music, art, architecture and literature."
Vice President for Development Keith Brant can hardly be bothered with esoteric battles, nor can he contain his enthusiasm. With a prestigious listing in a national guidebook as one of 40 schools that "change the way you think about colleges," and a nationally-ranked basketball team, he said this is "our moment to get in front."
"We're not just that pretty college tucked away in the hills: we're more than a summer camp drop-off location. We are artistic, athletic, and scholarly excellence and we want the community and students to think of us as a destination," he said.
Happily, two weeks before the gala, 550 people do think the big bash is the place to be and be seen.
"We set out to gross $500,000," Brant said. "We knew it was aggressive. We're at about $475,000. But we've got plenty of room. If it keeps going up, we keep opening up."
The college's 151st year already includes a milestone moment. College President Brother Ronald Gallagher is returning to the classroom, and a national search for his successor is underway.
But don't ask Isetti whether the new president will be a lay leader or a Brother.
"When a historian looks into a crystal ball and tries to predict the future, a historian gets into trouble," he laughs. "I can't predict the future at all."
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Saturday, November 3, 2012
With the spectacular backdrop of San Francisco's city lights, the "Jewel of the Bay" on Treasure Island is Saint Mary's black tie event of the Sesquicentennial year. The evening begins with a reception in Building One, a historic remnant of the 1939 Golden Gate International Exposition, followed by a tented dinner under the stars (with those aforementioned dramatic views).
6:30 – 7:30 p.m. Cocktails in historic Building One
7:30 – 11 p.m. Dinner with dramatic views of San Francisco
Dancing 'til 11:30 p.m. to the music of the Dick Bright Orchestra
$500 per plate | All funds benefit Saint Mary's student scholarships.
Black Tie
RSVP by October 19 | Seating is limited.
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WHAT: Saint Mary's College Sesquicentennial Gala (black tie)
WHEN: Saturday, Nov. 3
6:30 – 7:30 p.m. Cocktails in historic Building One
7:30 – 11 p.m. Dinner with dramatic views of San Francisco
Dancing until 11:30 p.m. to the music of the Dick Bright Orchestra
WHERE: Reception in Building One on Treasure Island, a historic remnant of the 1939 Golden Gate International Exposition.
COST: $500 per plate (All funds benefit Saint Mary's student scholarships)
RSVP: http://yearofthegael.com/gala.html, then click on "Register Online"


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Chalkboard Paint is one of the most versatile craft supplies out there. Check out these genius ways to put it to use around your home.
Click on the title of each project to be linked back to the original source!
Make a Giant Wall Calendar
This is a fantastic step-by-step tutorial that will help you keep all of those lines straight.


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Property type vacation hotel- Business hotel- Business/seminar hotel year built 2007 year remodeled 0 ratings stars 4 stars additional hotel description hanzhou international business hotel is a 4 star business hotel locates in the center of beijing. it is near to cbd and walk distance to sanlitun international bar streen xiushui street. guests could get to forbidden city and lama temple international exhibition center. the hotel has 110 guest rooms all rooms are equipped with board band internet access and guests could enjoy free newspaper. there are satellite tv receiving international channels central air condition idd ddd mini bar desk and chair bathroom. caribbean western restaurant and ireland bar will provide dedicate breakfast and various drinks and cookies. it is a best choice for the guests to enjoy massage billiard etc these items must bring you full relaxation the whole hotel is ready to satisfy all the guest with their high quality warm services. general room information - Number of rooms 110 - Number of suites 0 - Number of floors 16 - Number of non-smoking rooms 0 - N. physically-challenged 0 room descriptions -------------------room code b1k-------------------- - Bedding type king - Classification regular - Location/view city view - Max occupancy 2 - Max number of rollaways 0 -room description b1k the high speed internet and newspaper are free for guests in the spacious room there are a king bed in the room which decorated with practical facilities such as satellite tv receiving international channels idd ddd telephone central air condition writing desk and chair a private safe a closet a well decorated bath room.& - Bedding type twin&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Elevator- Public restaurant- Vegetarian restaurant- Restaurant with view- Bar- Separate garage belonging to hotel- Public parking spots- Parking lots free of charge- Business center- Ice machine- Bank- Meeting room- Convenience store- Executive/club floors- Handicap facilities- Laundromat- Locker room- Lounge- News stand- Outdoor parking general data - Total number of meeting rooms 0 - Total measurement all rooms 0 - Total capacity all rooms 0 - Capacity largest room 0 - Measurement largest room 0 - Capacity smallest room 0 - Measuremant smallest room 0 seating format options - Banquet 0 - Board room 0 - Class room 0 - Conference room 0 - Open square 0 - Reception style 0 - Theatre style 0 - U-shaped 0
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The Low Country of South Carolina and the barrier islands stretches back to the 1600's and many of the historic and cultural landmarks have survived over the centuries. From Antebellum era estates in Beaufort to the military museum on Parris Island, there are countless opportunities available for history buffs. Walking, carriage and van tours are available.
Our Sea Islands Handpicked Homes are conveniently located near Charleston, SC and Savannah, GA. These gorgeous, historic and popular Southern cities make fabulous daytrips.
Hunting Island is located between Harbor and Fripp Islands but offers an entirely different experience than any of the other islands in the area. The main attraction is the Hunting Island lighthouse where you can climb175 steps to the top and admire the view. Also leave time to hike the many island trails and visit the gorgeous, sandy beach.
With two award-winning golf courses in the immediate vicinity, and many more in the surrounding area, the Sea Islands are a premier destination for golfers. Take in the beauty and unique atmosphere while challenging yourself with these Low Country championship courses.
The unique ecology of the area allows anglers the opportunity to fish both sides of the islands. Shore fishing and off-shore charter tours are available through several outfitters in Beaufort. Or go after small, game-like redfish and sea trout on the inland marshes and rivers. You can also explore the Sea Islands from the water by renting paddle gear. Venture out on your own, or schedule a Guided Adventure tour with our local experts.
The amazingly diverse biology of the barrier islands makes Sea Islands and incredible place for nature lovers. Loggerhead sea turtles have been laying eggs on these shores for years and the inland side of the islands are full of wildlife including alligators, marsh birds, deer and other mammals. Nearby Hunting Island State Park is a favorite among locals and visitors. Climb to the top of the Lighthouse, visit the Nature Center and take some time to hike around and explore the unique landscape and ecosystem.
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Ratepayer exodus avoided as Ford plant stays
The Golden Plains council says a potential exodus of ratepayers has been avoided, with Ford's decision to keep its Geelong engine plant open.
Ford had said it would close the plant by 2010 and retrench 400 workers, but yesterday the company said it would keep the plant running.
The council's chief executive, Rod Nicholls, says dozens of Ford workers live in the Golden Plains Shire.
He says they will no longer need to move to find work.
"If people are still in employment in many respects they have no reason to move, Golden Plains is a great location, great quality of life," he said.
"So there'd be no reason for these people to look elsewhere."
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Meet our Church Management Team
Michael Deshawn McGee
Michael Deshawn McGee, born in 1984, is a native of South Bend, Indiana. He was reared by his adoptive mother, Alice McGee who was the woman responsible for raising and molding him into the young man that he was to become later in life.Read More
Elder Willie Graham
Elder Willie Graham, Jr. is a seasoned man of God with great teaching and preaching ability. He is an anointed preacher/teacher who enthusiastically shares the word of God with His people with a focus on financial prosperity.Read More
Kingdom Life Christian Cathedral is dedicated to promoting the Kingdom of God and the rule and reign of God in the hearts of His people.