FADE TO BLACK.
The bartender, a grizzled old man, looks him up and down before pouring a shot.
A lone figure, JACK (30s), rides a horse across the open plains. The wind blows through his hair as he gazes out at the horizon.
EXT. OPEN PLAINS - DAY
FADE IN:
Jack walks into a dimly lit saloon, the sound of poker chips and whiskey glasses filling the air. He approaches the bar.
JACK (V.O) In a place like this, you've got to be ready to defend yourself.
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