EXT. STREET - DAY
PALADIN walks down street until he reaches saloon and enters.
INT. SALOON - DAY
PALADIN enters saloon. He walks to bar where lone bartender is cleaning glasses. In the far corner of saloon he notices CHARLES and POLLYANNA sitting at a table engaged in conversation he couldn't hear.
PALADIN: (to bartender) Good morning.
Bartender looks up while continuing his work, but says nothing.
PALADIN: My name's PALADIN. SHERIFF ROGERS appointed me as his deputy while he is out of town for a couple of days. He took a prisoner to Reno to stand trial for murder.
Bartender continues to be mute.
PALADIN: Nice talking to you.
PALADIN heads to table to talk to CHARLES and POLLYANNA. He pulls up a chair and sits down to join the two.
PALADIN: Morning. Mind if I join your conversation. The bartender isn't a very good conversationalist.
CHARLES and POLLYANNA don't seem happy about the intrusion to their private talk.
POLLYANNA: What's that badge on your chest? A joke?
PALADIN: No joke. The sheriff appointed me his deputy while he's gone to Reno for a couple of days. Thought I'd let you two know.
POLLYANNA: Okay. We know. Now, if you'll excuse us...
PALADIN: CHARLES, I was just talking to GRACE at the store and she was wondering where you were.
CHARLES: Thank you for the information. Have a good day, Deputy Sheriff.
PALADIN: You know, I'm sure I don't have to tell you, your wife is a very attractive woman.
CHARLES: What did you say?
PALADIN: Now I really must be going. A deputy sheriff has many places to visit in town.
CHARLES attempts to grab PALADIN's arm as he rises. PALADIN avoids the attempt.
PALADIN: Is there something more you'd like to say, CHARLES?
He shakes his head in the negative and PALADIN leaves the saloon.
CHARLES: (to POLLYANNA) What was that all about...him talking about GRACE like that?
POLLYANNA: You're a fool, CHARLES. He's trying to make you jealous...so's you'll leave me here and rush back to your mousy wife.
CHARLES: Yeah, you're probably right. GRACE...very attractive? Not is...never was.
POLLYANNA: Forget about her. Look at me. What do you see?
CHARLES: I see a beautiful woman. A woman I want. Not the woman I'm stuck with. If it wasn't for my business losses years ago, I never would have married her.
POLLYANNA: And now that you're in a better situation and have found a better woman, you need to do something about Grace.
CHARLES: You mean get a divorce? It would cost me plenty. Her father left everything in GRACE's name. I'm only her husband. If I weren't I'd have nothing.
POLLYANNA: But, you would inherit everything upon her death.
CHARLES: Death? What are you suggesting?
POLLYANNA: I'm not suggesting nothing. I'm just stating facts...facts that you should think about. Enough of GRACE. Will I see you tonight?
CHARLES: Of course.
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