Satan Hater's Ball

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The following is a script for a proposed graphic novel. The Taylor
brothers are bounty hunter in a near future America that has gone
nearly to see. In this short story the brothers do what they do best-
get involved in other people's troubles.

"ONCE UPON A TIME IN TOMORROW: THE TAYLOR BROTHERS SAGA"
By
Carl E. & Joe G. Thompson
"The Satan Haters Ball"

We see Leo and Nathan Taylor riding their smart bikes into
Scarborough, Wyoming. Behind them is the Mesa where their home base is
located.
LEO
Scarborough, Wyoming, jewel of the west.
NATHAN
You never get tired of saying that every time we come into town.
LEO
I feel sorry for it. It's a one horse town without the horse.
They motor up the main street. There's a gas station, a diner, a shop
with a tire store Paul Bunyan out front, a clinic and a tavern that is
surrounded by pickup, motor cycles and SUVs. The tavern has a sign
that says: FROGGIES, JUMP ON IN AND CROAK.
The boys park their spikes in front of Froggies and dismount.
LEO
Froggies?
NATHAN
Eat first.
LEO
Then we go to Froggies and up to the Fillies Corral.
Nathan and Leo walk toward the diner....
NATHAN
I'm not in the mood for that place.
LEO
I think some female companionship would do you good, brother.
NATHAN
Something about paying for it doesn't sit right with me.
They are passing the clinic and notice a crowd with signs out front.
The signs say WOMEN BELONG IN THE KITCHEN, NO FEMINAZI DOCTORS,
DOCTORS ARE MEN, and NO PLANNNED PARENTHOOD. The men carrying the
signs wear biker's colors with swastika under a horned skull with the
legend SATAN HATERS MILITIA.
NATHAN
What the hell is this?
Leo looks at his data pad.
LEO
I googled Intercrime. Satan Haters Militia: Christian Libertarian
Militia from Stokes, Utah. No wants, no warrants in the USA. Been
investigated by the FBI for anti-government net activity.
NATHAN
With Benteen in the White House you'd think they're kind would be
happy. She's a Christian Libertarian.
LEO
She's not Christian enough.
They continue to walk.
NATHAN
Stupid oxymoron. Christian Libertarian. Screwed this country up good.
LEO
They also, apparently, have a low opinion of women.
NATHAN
Sugar in their tanks?
LEO
No, they're polygamists.
They enter the diner and take a table on the opposite end from the
door.
The waitress puts two menus in front of them.
LUCY
Always nice to see the handsome Taylor boys in town.
LEO
Hi, Lucy, I think I'll have the usual.
Lucy writes on her PADD.
LUCY
That red meat's gonna kill you, boy. What will the serious brother
have?
Nathan is staring out the window.
LEO
Yo, Galactic Patrol to Nathan Taylor. What do you want?
Nathan turns his head.
NATHAN
Lucy, what's with the crowd around the clinic?
Close up of Lucy.
LUCY
Oh, this new militia that took over the Marston Ranch has an objection
to the new doctor.
Nathan, Leo and Lucy.
NATHAN
Is he that bad?
LUCY
No, she's very good.
NATHAN
But these guys hate women.
LUCY
Yeah.
Leo close-up.
LEO
Where do guys like that come from?
Nathan close-up.
NATHAN
A Western civilization that institutionalized women hating.
Lucy, Nathan and Leo.
LUCY
Most guys resent women.
NATHAN
See, Lee, even women think it's natural because it's so ingrained.
Truth is there is nothing more unnatural than hating the opposite sex.
A little man in a power chair enters the diner. He has pale blue eyes
and a long, dirty looking, red goatee. This is Rev. Roy Weener leader
of the Satan Haters Militia.
ROY
I don't think so, young feller. It was woman that led to man's
downfall in the garden.
Nathan and Leo turn in his direction.
NATHAN
I don't think I was asking for your opinion, Ace.
Roy Weener, Leo and Nathan.
ROY
Ah, but you did when you called down aspersions on my politics and
philosophy. At least you should hear me out.
Nathan close-up
NATHAN
Don't need to. I can read. I've heard all of what your kind have to
say from the original thinkers. And I know it doesn't wash. Christian
Libertarian is an oxymoron. Selfless charity and selfishness just
don't mix. It just doesn't bear thinking about.
Roy close-up.
ROY
Big city liberals.
Nathan and Leo with Roy in the middle.
NATHAN
I don't hide behind meaningless political labels, Ace.
ROY
My name is not Ace.
LEO
We don't care, Ace.
A furious, but beautiful, dark skinned woman comes storming in.
She looks at Roy, her black eyes blazing with anger.
DOC
Reverend Weenie...
ROY
That's Weener, child.
DOC
My name is Dr. Rebecca Castro, MD and I am not your child. My father
was a doctor as was my mother. And you are interfering with my
practicing my trade with your gang of thugs...
Roy close-up.
ROY
A woman is put on this earth, by God, to serve a man and have his
children. For her to be anything else but a wife and mother is a
travesty against Jehovah himself.
Leo, Nathan and Lucy looking at the reverend as if he is a cockroach.
LEO
Bravo, asshole. We haven't heard shit like that since the Taliban went
tits up.
Roy wiener close-up.
ROY WEENER
Heathen infidels, but with regards to the fairer sex they were
righteous.
Nathan close-up
NATHAN
That was before the rest of the world decided they had to go, Reverend
Hotdog.
Nathan stands and addresses Doc Castro.
NATHAN
My name is Nathan Alexander Taylor. I'm pleased to meet you, Doctor
Castro.
He gestures at Leo who now stands beside him.
NATHAN
This is my brother...
LEO
Leo Tiberius Taylor.
Rebecca looks at the two brothers, her anger softening.
DOC
I take it you're not part of the he-man woman haters club.
LEO
No, we're bounty hunters."
NATHAN
We also provide protection for people in need.
Rebecca laughs as Roy looks on in anger.
DOC
My clinic doesn't have hired guns in the budget.
Nathan looks down at Doc while Leo blocks Roy's view.
NATHAN
It's usually pro bono when we have mutual enemies.
They flank Doc as they leave the diner.
NATHAN
Lucy, we've lost our appetite. See you later.
As they leave the diner several of Weener's thugs block their way.
They carry baseball bats.
LEO
Look, Nate, it's the T-ball team."
NATHAN
You, gentlemen want to move aside."
SLUGGO
Why don't you move us, sweetie.
MUGSO
Nice hair, sweetheart. I can see why you stick up for the girls.
Nathan grinning.
NATHAN (RADIO IMPLANT.)
Guns or fists.
LEO (RADIO IMPLANT.)
These guys are not worth the ammo.
NATHAN (RADIO IMPLANT.)
I'll hit left, you hit right. On three...one...two...three!
Leo ducks low as Sluggo swings a bat. He sweeps the Satan Hater's legs
out from under him and slams Sluggo's head down as he hits the ground.
Doc stands mortified, mortification turning to unwilling amusement.
Nathan takes Mugso's bat from him and hits Mugso in the head, them
jams it into Mugso's pot belly, following up with a smashed kneecap.
The Taylors draw their guns and point them at the thugs.
NATHAN
Okay, boys. Stand off. We will shoot you between the eyes if you
don't.
LEO
No, please, try something. You boys need killing.
Nathan and Leo back away.
NATHAN
Stay behind us, Doc."
DOC
You know I don't approve of violence.
NATHAN
But they do. It's the only language guys like this speak.
Roy Weener comes out of the diner, motoring down the wheelchair ramp.
ROY WEENER
Run away, boys. Let the female do you thinking and fighting.
The boys and Doc continue to back toward the clinic, guns pointed at
the Satan Haters.
ROY WEENER
I had you figured for a pair of Mary Worshippers. Mary Worshippers,
worshipping the false idol of the Lord's Mother. She was nothing but a
vessel, boys...
Nathan shoots over the enemy's heads.
They duck and scatter.
NATHAN
Run for the clinic.
They sprint for the clinic.
Duck through the doors, kicking several picketers out of the way.
They slam the doors.
NATHAN
We need to barricade the doors. Is there anyone else here?
DOC
Just Lynda Miller, a volunteer. I closed up and sent the staff home
when those gorillas showed up.
Leo and Nathan push a desk in front of the door.
NATHAN
Get this Lynda. Lee, check the other entrances.
LEO
Right.
Doc returns with a bosomy blonde with short, curly hair.
DOC
This is Lynda. Lynda, this is Nathan Taylor.
LYNDA
Hi. If you have an extra gun I'm a Cracker Jack shot.
Nathan pulls a 9 mm Walther out of his boot holster.
He hands it to Lynda.
NATHAN
What about you, Doc?
Doc shakes her head.
DOC
I patch bullet wounds. I don't make them.
Leo reenters.
LEO
All the doors back there are reinforced and locked. I chained up the
fire exit.
His eyes fall on Lynda, who is smiling at him.
LEO
Hello, I'm Leo.
LYNDA
Lynda-are all the men in your family so handsome?
LEO
Only the ones we know of.
Nathan peers through the window blinds.
NATHAN
Crowd gathering out there. No guns-yet.
Doc comes over to him.
DOC
I'm afraid you got yourselves involved in my mess.
Nathan turns and looks down at her.
NATHAN
My brother and I grew up on superhero comics. Stuff like this is what
we do.
He fishes a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.
Lights one with a lighter.
Doc snatches it out of his mouth.
DOC
You can't smoke in here. It's a clinic. Besides, you're too smart a
man to be doing something so stupid. Only bums, nuts and drug addicts
smoke.
She stares out the window.
DOC
There are a lot of people who resist good health these days. Take that
little man in the chair. He was a neurological disorder that can
easily be treated with stem cell therapy. But religious fanatics won't
get that treatment because of mythology and superstition.
NATHAN
He'd still be a woman hating prick. The curer for a guy like that is
death or a long prison sentence.
She looks at Nathan.
DOC
Maybe you're right but I can't think like that. I've devoted my life
to healing without judgment.
NATHAN
My point exactly. We need more like you and less like him.
DOC
I can't make that decision.
Nathan nods.
NATHAN
Yeah, I know. Leave that part to me.
DOC
Can't you just arrest him?
NATHAN
In Benteen's America people like him aren't considered criminals.
They're looked on as fighters for liberty, heroes.
Doc turns away and walks toward her office.
DOC
They've made freedom, liberty, even America dirty words.
Leo and Lynda come over to Nathan.
LYNDA
Forgive her. A distant cousin of hers was a dictator of Cuba. A real
bastard. When he died everything went to hell and her dad and mom took
the family to America. This country meant a lot to her folks.
LEO
Where are they now?
Lynda shakes her head.
LYNDA
They were killed by libertarian thugs in the Florida riots that
followed the Shower.
Leo and Nathan look at one another.
NATHAN
And still she won't hate.
LEO
Quite a gal, huh, Nathan?
Nathan looks out the window.
NATHAN
Armed thugs coming.
Roy and his armed militiamen surround the clinic.
ROY WEENER
Okay, you Mary Worshippers, come out and fight like men. Don't hide
behind the women folk, longhairs.
NATHAN
Come in and get us, Rev. You first, Rev.
LEO
Yeah, lead the charge, Patton. Be the first to go to hell.
Roy to Sluggo.
ROY WEENER
Get anything that will burn and some of that fake gas. Pile it round
the walls. We'll burn the sinners out. Give 'em a taste of what awaits
them in eternity.
SLUGGO
Right, Rev.
Inside Nathan and Leo peer out adjacent windows.
LEO
Do you think our implant radios will reach the Mesa?
NATHAN
They'll reach the Sat relays on the Spikes.
Nathan close-up.
NATHAN (RADIO IMPLANT)
This is Brother One to Thunder Mountain. Mayday, mayday. We are
surrounded by hostile militia. Send help...repeat.
GUNNY LUCAS (RADIO)
This is Thunder Mountain to Brother One. Where are you, Nathan?
NATHAN (RADION IMPLANT)
Scarborough Free Clinic. We are with Doc Castro and a young woman-
Lynda. They are being threatened by a group called the Satan Haters
Militia.
Gunny Lucas at the Mesa Comm Center with Joshua Carpenter.
JOSHUA
Nathan, what about the Sheriff's Department?
NATHAN (RADIO)
Nowhere around. They won't stand up to these thugs.
LEO (RADIO)
They'll probably join them.
GUNNY LUCAS
We're on our way. No, Mr. Carpenter, the cops won't help that's why we
exist.
Joshua close-up.
JOSHUA
Correct. Just needed to get it on the record. Take Coyote, Daoud and
those solider bots. Non-lethal-if possible.
Gunny Lucas close-up.
GUNNY LUCAS
Yes, sir.
Back at the clinic.
NATHAN
Now what? Damn, they are going to try and burn us out.
LEO
What do we do?
NATHAN
No choice-we hurt them.
Sluggo is walking with two jerry cans of gasohol.
Sluggo sprouts a third eye in his forehead.
Sluggo falls down dead in a spreading pool of gasohol.
Mugso runs to Sluggo.
MUGSO
Sluggo-dead! You killed Sluggo-you bastards!
He tries to pick up the jerry cans.
Lynda fires from the window.
The bullet pierces the left can.
Leo fires.
The bullet sparks on the metal.
Mugso erupts into a human torch.
ROY WEENER
Mugso! No! No! Oh, the humanity.
Satan Haters take cover and begin to pepper the clinic.
Lucy and the cook come out the front door of the diner. The cook
carries an AK-47 and Lucy has a shotgun.
They cover behind a pickup truck and fire at the Satan Haters.
The red Toyota Tacoma is quickly riddled with bullets.
More civilians appear with firearms and begin to fire at the Satan
Haters.
Leo close-up.
LEO
I guess these guys aren't well liked.
NATHAN
A lot of women with guns out there, Lion. As well as their husbands,
boyfriends, sons and lovers. Roy just read the map all wrong.
The Satan Haters retreat abandoning their wounded.
Roy is by himself in the open, unable to get his chair to work.
ROY WEENER
Don't leave me, you idiots. Help me. I'm your leader, damnit. This is
bullshit. God is on our side.
A shadow falls across him and an amplified voice booms out.
BEN COYOTE
Eastwood 2:66. God's not on your side because he hates idiots.
A helicopter settles to the main street.
Doors open and machine soldiers pile out.
They line up and advance on the militia, picking them off with
accuracy using stun weapons.
ROY WEENER
Godless robots. You're men damnit. Stand and fight. This is bullshit.
Roy pulls a big Dan Wesson .44 out of his chair and empires it wildly.
Ben Coyote takes the weapon away from him.
BEN COYOTE
Don't play with firearms, junior.
ROY WEENER
Another long hair faggot.
BEN COYOTE
Be nice. Or you won't get fruit cup.
Daoud comes up behind Roy and removes his batteries.
GUNNY LUCAS
Militia has fled. No wants or warrants on this clown. Too bad.
Nathan, Doc, Lynda and Leo come out of the clinic.
ROY WEENER
Could you do me a favor?
NATHAN
What's that, Roy?
ROY WEENER
Let me go.
Nathan grins.
NATHAN
Sure thing, Roy. Sure thing.
The copter lands in the wilderness.
When it takes off Roy is there alone, his chair not working.
ROY WEENER
No, no, no... this wasn't supposed to happen. God, why have you forsaken
me.
A bearded man in a robe, who resembles Jeffrey Hunter, appears,
carrying a shepherd's staff.
G
Like the man said, I hate idiots and I also hate women haters.

FADE OUT:
THE END