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A: My dear Lawrence! Great you could make it tonight!
L: Hello Avery! Splendid place this here!
A: Indeed, indeed! Is this your first visit to the opera?
L: Yeah, don't tell anyone!
A: I promise, I won't.
L: Sooo, what's on tonight?
A: Something modern by some German guy, Wagner or something.
L: Never heard of 'im but that don't mean much. So, what are we up to?
A: It's gonna be long, three hours at least.
L: Oh no... Can we bend an ellbow inbetween?
A: Only during the intermission. It's considered impolite to walk out mid-performance for drinks, you know.
L: Damnation... Hey, how about this balcony? I hope you booked two seats up there so that we can sneak out whenever we feel like it!
A: I though about that too, but it seems some fellow bought all the tickets for the balcony tonight...
L: Oh, come on! Which son of a bitch would do that?
A: Lawrence, hobble your lip! There are ladies present and this is a high brow place and all...
L: But seriously, who would do that? How many seats are up there? This must cost a fortune?
A: I have heard that Harold Reynolds is in town.
L: Your boss, I see! Speaking of which, how is work at the Kansas Pacific Railway?
A: If things continue as of present, me might be bust in a year or so....
L: Come on, don't be such an old croaker!
A: Well, I'm working at a railroad company which hasn't laid a single mile of track in the past three months. Our stocks are taking a dive already...
L: But why the construction stop?
A: The directors are suddenly at loggerheads over the route.
L: How's that? Hasn't it already been surveyed?
A: Of course it has. Reynolds, the biggest shareholder, and his buddies suddenly changed their mind and wanted to find a new route, not westward towards Denver but northward, headed for a junction with the Union Pacific Railroad and then veering south again much further west.
L: That sounds like complete nonsense to me. The Union Pacific is your biggest competitor. What where his arguments?
A: Aaw, you know, he says the terrain is too difficult, which is bullshit. He says there would be too much trouble with the Indians and the buffalo herds for too little profit. He claims that the gold rush will be over soon and that the Denver line would only sell a wagonload of one-way-tickets back east and then shut down. Complete nonsense, if you ask me. I have no clue why he is behaving this way. Reynolds is behaving in a funny way lately, that's for sure...
L: What does that mean?
A: Back in the office we are under the impression that he can't concentrate longer than an hour on any given subject. After that he starts having this funny thousand yards stare, then he gets increasingly restless and within less than an hour he will come up with some spurious explanation why he has to leave urgently. Very strange. The man is not what he used to be if you ask me...
A: Speaking of the devil, there he is!
A: Holy Cow! Who is that by his side?!!
L: His new... concubine... or something...
A: My goodness...
L: I had already heard rumors that he recently picked himself something exotic but I hadn't expected...
A: Lawrence, look at this...
L: I am, Avery, I am...
A: It's a redskin, so much for sure, but... Is this... is this a buck or a squaw...? I'm confused...
L: It's a squaw, I would say. A squaw dressed pretty much like a buck...
L: They'll get thrown out, for sure! And arrested! She's half naked!
A: Chances are, they won't. Mr. Lawrence is the biggest financier of this place. He could shut this place down over night if he wanted to. They might not even say a word to him.
L: Avery, look at this ass...
A: Lawrence, I dare say that this is the most powerful ass west of the Mississippi. That's the ass which stopped the Kansas Pacific Railway... Suddenly all the pieces of the puzzle are falling together...
L: How so?
A: The area we are avoiding at great financial sacrifice happens to be the prime hunting ground of the Cheyennes. And now I also understand what is of such pressing importance that he has to run from work every two hours...
L: Pirooting that squaw thing....
A: Exactly.
A: Sad to behold indeed. This man has completely lost his marbles. He's completely under the spell of this savage thing... Amazing.
L: As enjoyable as the woman at his arm may look, entering the opera house with a whore in underwear by his side would have been a slighter offense...
A: Very true. The poor man doesn't even seem to comprehend that he has just comitted public suicide...
L: I hate this guy...
A: Me too...
L: If I had to ruin the Kansas Pacific Railway to plug that girl every two hours... I wouldn't hesitate for a second...
A: That's why you'll never be a businessman. We'll get that railway back on track, I promise you. And this redskin is no more than some extra fun...
L: What's your plan?
A: Let's stir the pot a bit, shall we? Would you mind having some close encounter with that prairie belle?
L: Not at all...
A: Let's have some small talk and find out if she understands English. Tell her something that will make her snap. I can't do that, the man is technically still my boss.
L: With pleasure...
A: Good evening, Mr. Reynolds! What a pleasure to have you amongst us tonight!
R: Good evening! Avery, right?
A: That's correct, Sir! I think me and the charming lady by your side haven't been introduced yet!
R: Probably not! May I introduce my wife. Darling, this is Avery. He is working for me. Say hello to Avery.
B: Hello Evree...
A: Hello... You said your wife...? When did that... happen...?
R: Oh, about three months ago. I met her at the headwaters of the Republican. We got married Indian style.
A: I see... What's her name?
R: Tell them your name, Darling.
A: Interesting... What does that mean?
R: It means Blackbird Woman. He'heenóhká'e is a hetanémáné'e, that means she is a manly-hearted woman. She has quite a few scalps under her belt, if you know what I mean.
L: Charming indeed... And you really live together? I've heard that Cheyenne women are rather prude and entirely unapproachable.
R: They are not prude. They are chaste. It requires some time and effort to court them. And once a man has made one of them their wife, they show a great deal of fidelity.
L: Well, you wouldn't guess that from the way she dresses...
R: She dresses like a warrior. Nothing wrong with that in my book.
L: She certainly doesn't seem to be a shy girl...
R: Oh no, she is pretty assertive and passionate. And proud! A true warrior woman, you know?
L: Blackbird Woman, do you like life here in the East?
B: Me like live with Harry. Me heap love Harry.
L: And you're not too proud to submit to a white master now?
B: What do you mean? Harry not my master. What makes you think so?
L: Doesn't it bother you to submit to the wishes of a white man? I mean, what happens to your warrior pride when that white man takes you every day and night?
A: Mr. Reynolds, I really have to apologize for my friend...
R: Sir, you'll apologize to my wife immediately, or...
B: Harry no take me, stupid vé’ho’e! Me take Harry! You wanna fight? Na-póeta'xeva'ovatse!* Me kill you.... you mátsevo'e**! (shit stain)
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*I kick you in the balls!
** Shitstain (pardon her French...)
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talking about pissing her off!
that stove pipe hat doesn't fit Mr. Reynolds too well.... not on his head deep enough, like the other gentlemen in the background