Free Blood Sports by Eden Robinson Page A

a piece of paint-stained clothing in front of their noses and then releases them. He laughs as they disappear into the bushes.
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    The remaining 00:00:03 of a previously recorded scene that has been taped over. Although the camera is moving fast and the images are blurred, screaming can be heard, and the sound of dogs growling and clothes ripping. This is followed by 00:05:29 of static.
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    A male of average height and weight struggles as two men in black balaclavas and clothes hold his arms, which are cuffed in front of him. The victim is of undetermined race as he is splattered in green paint. The men drag him along a trail.
    UNIDENTIFIED MALE : Did you think that was funny? Fucking laugh it up now, you useless cunts. You better –
    They reach a coffin with silver handles beside a grave-sized hole. The unidentified victim begins to scream.
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    The victim struggles to exit the coffin. He is held in place by Mr. Rieger, who has removed his mask.
    J. RIEGER : Any last words, rat?
    UNIDENTIFIED MALE : I didn’t say anything! I will never say anything –
    J. RIEGER : No, you won’t. Close it up.
    The victim screams as the coffin lid is shut and locked. Mr. Rieger shushes the other people who have begun to laugh.
    The men lift the coffin up, shake it, and drop it beside the hole. They shovel dirt over the coffin. The victim screams louder and pounds the coffin lid. The males struggle not to laugh out loud, covering their mouths and moving away from the coffin. One of the men ties a thick white rope to the handles.
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    Rusty Letourneau rides like a surfer on top of the coffin, which is attached to a pickup truck. They drive down a gravel logging road.
    J. RIEGER : Go, Rusty, go!
    People laugh near the camera when Mr. Letourneau falls off the coffin and lands in the ditch.
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    Mr. Rieger is in a clearing. Five men wearing black balaclavas have formed a circle with the sixth man holding the camera. Mr. Rieger steps into the centre of the circle. He removes his pants. The other men begin to hoot. Rusty Letourneau steps forward and removes his balaclava. He smiles at the camera and aims his air rifle at Mr. Rieger.
    J. RIEGER : Lower.
    R. LETOURNEAU : Take it like a man, Rieger.
    J. RIEGER : Maybe you like it in the ass, but –
    Mr. Letourneau shoots Mr. Rieger in the lower legs. Mr. Rieger drops to the ground and screams.
    J. RIEGER : Jesus fucking Christ!
[screams]
Fuck! Fuck that hurts!
    The other men laugh. One by one they step into the centre of the circle and Mr. Letourneau shoots them and then, after initial screaming and swearing, they move back to their places. Mr. Rieger stands at the end of the sequence and shoots Mr. Letourneau in the lower legs. Mr. Letourneau hops on one foot, then the other, but doesn’t scream or swear.
    R. LETOURNEAU : That’s how it’s done.
    J. RIEGER : Okay, John Wayne, you –
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    Paulina Mazenkowski screams. She jumps up and down and claps her hands. She poses on the hood of the Jaguar.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : What kind of engine does she have, Jer?
    J. RIEGER : The manual’s in the glove compartment.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : Manual? Let me peek under the hood. I’m a hands-on kind of girl.
    J. RIEGER : Baby, anything you want.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : I want to drive this hot bitch.
    J. RIEGER : Anything but that.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : Come on, Jer. Let me show you what I can do.
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    The camera is waist-high, pointed up. Paulina Mazenkowski leans over and stares into the camera.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : Are you sure it’s working?
    J. RIEGER : It’s working. The hole is on this side of the duffle. Point and shoot.
    Ms. Mazenkowski crosses the street and enters Chuck Wagon Burgers. Tom Bauer stands at one of the four tills. He wears an orange uniform with brown piping.
    T. BAUER : Welcome to Chuckie Burgers. Can I –
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : Hi, Tom.
    T. BAUER : Oh. Hi, uh. Paulina.
    P. MAZENKOWSKI : Missed you at practice this morning.
    T. BAUER : You did?