Ext. Desert. Day The sun is beating down on the scorched earth. A lizard darts from under one rock and quickly takes shelter in the shade of another. From off screen, the sound of digging and scraping. Camera pans across the arid landscape to find Reinholdt Jackson digging up dirt from a hole in the ground. JACKSON It has to be it has to be…. This was the spot He keeps digging in desperation. He is now neck-deep in the hole. JACKSON This was the spot marked X. It has to be!... He gives up, crawls out and throws his shovel down in frustration and shakes his fist at the sky JACKSON Curse you Bob Appleby!! Curse you. I’ll get you Back if it’s the last thing I do. Ext. Town. Day The sound of a saloon piano drifts across the street. Sherriff Silas Tucker crosses the street and walks up the steps of the saloon. Int. Saloon. Day Inside the smoke filled room, the piano plays and customers are at tables drinking. Sherriff tucker walks up to the bar TUCKER Abe, I need to speak to Gretta ABE Morning Sherriff. Gretta aint here at the moment. Something I can help you with. TUCKER I need to speak to her. I know she’s here. ABE Uh… well, Sherriff… she’s indisposed at the moment

Why not come back later? TUCKER Quit stalling me Abe! Unless you want me to shut you Down right now, you best get her out here. ABE Look darn it, I’m telling ya…. GRETTA It’s ok Abe, I’ll deal with this. From the other side of the bar, Gretta appears and walks up to Sherriff Tucker. She slides a small velvet pouch across the bar in the direction of Tucker. He put out his hand and catches it. GRETTA That’s what you’re looking for? Tucker opens the pouch and empties a pile of diamonds into his palm.