EXT. PICNIC AREA - DAY.
3 Cowboys NED, TEX, and BILL. are sitting at a picnic table.
NED:
Can a man get a drink round here Bill?
BILL pours NED some tea from a flask into a small shot glass and slides across the table to NED. NED downs it in one and coughs and splutters a little. The other two laugh.
BILL:
Little too hot for ya there, Ned?
TEX:
Maybe he needs another sugar or two, Bill?
NED:
Quit chastising. Just went down the wrong hole is all.
TEX:
Whatever you say Ned.
NED:
Well then I say let's gets started.
BILL produces a cold box, opens it, and starts dealing out sandwiches like playing cards. He then sits down and picks up the sandwiches in front of him.
BILL:
Your turn Tex.
TEX eats a sandwich.
TEX:
Ham.
BILL eats a sandwich.
BILL:
Ham......and cheese.
NED takes a bite out of his sandwich
NED:
Ham, cheese...
He takes another bite.
NED (CONT'D):
And flush of pickle.
BILL throws the rest of his sandwiches aside.
BILL:
Too far for me, 'let you boys duke this one out.
TEX:
I aint yella'.
As TEX goes to pick up another sandwich, a knife falls out from his sleeve, then some bread crumbs.
NED:
Why you cheatin', double crossin'...
TEX:
Now now Ned, let's not be hasty.
NED:
...loaf slicing, slice buttering, no good, jack ass.
TEX:
This is my lunch making shirt. That's all you see here.
NED Tries to tip over the picnic table, but he cannot.
BILL:
Er Ned I think they bolt them to the ground...you know?... on account of thieving'.
NED then tries to pick up the bench to throw at TEX.
BILL:
Erm....Ned, I think it's bolted to the table Ned....on account of it being the same thing.
NED:
Goddamnit! Then I guess we gotta settle this man to man like then, huh Tex?
TEX:
I guess we do Ned.
CUT TO
NED and TEX playing Swingball.
END.
