FAKES,

    FRAUDS,

           And

                FOOLS

Fakes, Frauds and Fools

Come to Grief cont.

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This entry was posted on 5/25/2008 5:45 AM and is filed under uncategorized.

EXT. HORSE FIELD - LATE NIGHT Linda and Natasha pull up to the field in the car. They have a view of the horses in the field by the light of the headlights. Max, Linda's grey horse is standing by the gate and he shines silver in the moonlight. His eyes glowing in the dark. He does not move from the entrance to the field. Prisey and the other horses come over to the gate, recognizing Linda's car. NATASHA He's all right, mummy. He's all right! LINDA There, I told you he would be. Max, is standing still as the other horses amble around. LINDA (continuing) I'll just go up and check over since we're here. Can you pass me the bucket of nuts, please? It's not nice to wake them up and not give them a tidbit. Natasha passes Linda the bucket from between her legs in the front of the car and Linda gets out of the car. LINDA (continuing) I won't be long, Tash. I'll leave the engine running, so you'll stay warm. That way the battery won't go flat and I can leave the lights on while I check them.

 

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