THRILLS AND HIGH ADVENTURE!
"Christmas for Marshall John Stone, Gunman of the West,!"
by Richard Nathan
Before the lights come up, a voice introduces the story:
The American West was a wild and
dangerous place, which needed wild and
dangerous men to enforce the law... men
like Marshall John Stone, Gunman of the West!!!
Lights come up on a saloon. There needs to be at least one chair, where MARSHALL JOHN STONE is sitting. Stone orders a drink from BILL the bartender.
Another whiskey, Bill.
You sure, Marshall? Usually, you don't
have more than one.
Something bothering you, Marshall?
Yeah. I'm tired of killing people.
I'll go pour you one. This one's on me.
Merry Christmas, Marshall.
Enter SAM, a drunken cowboy.
I'm calling you out, Marshall Stone.
Oh for the love of.... It's Christmas Eve, Sam!
Shouldn't you be home with your family?
My Christmas present to my family is gonna be
one dead U.S. Marshall. So you better draw at
the count of three. One...
Before Sam can get past "one," Stone shoots him in the arm. Stone grabs his wounded arm.
You cheated! We were supposed to draw at three!
If I'd waited 'til three, I'd have shot you in the head!
Shooting you in the arm was my Christmas present.
Go home to your family, Sam, or I'll throw you in
Sam exits. Enter MR. JOHNSON and MRS. JOHNSON, a young couple.
Marshall, we saw what you just done...
And we want to tell you, we think you're a good
And we've decided we want to settle here and raise a
family. With a man like you as Marshall, we reckon this
town is gonna be a place we'll be proud to call home.
I'm afraid you're wrong about that. Most of the men
in this town are crooked gamblers and most of the
women in this town are whores.
That's fine with us. I'm a crooked gambler and she's
I prefer the term "dancehall gal."
But we aim to change our ways.
We've made enough money so's we can give up
our sinful ways. We're gonna buy us a ranch,
raise cattle, bring up a family and go to church
Be respectable. Stop associatin' with poor folks.
Except we'll hire them to work for us, and once
a year, on Christmas, we'll throw them a Christmas
We'll get rich!
Maybe go into politics.
Make sure out children marry into high society.
We figure we're like the West, Marshall. We've
been a little wild, but we were young. Now we
aim to grow up and put all that behind us, obey
the rules, providin' we make the rules, and be
looked up to as decent folks!
Merry Christmas, Marshall! You done good.
They exit. Enter Bill with a glass of whiskey for Stone.
Here's your scotch, Marshall!
Stone swallows it in a gulp. Bill is worried that Stone is deeply depressed, so he tries to cheer him up.
Honest Marshall, I don't think you've killed too
Neither do I, Bill. Neither do I.
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© 2005 by Richard Nathan. All rights reserved
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