Your sweet little sister. Maybe I’d better search her. Won’t be easy, though. (holds up his bandaged hand)
Only got one good hand, you know.
Rae steps toward Mal, but Garth suddenly grabs her arm and flings her back against the wall opposite Mal’s cell. He
moves close to Rae and slips the big ring of keys over his bandaged right hand, freeing his left. He looks once at Mal,
then down Rae’s body. His left hand fondles her.
Mal’s eyes flame as Garth takes Rae in a lascivious embrace. Suddenly Rae dips to one side within his arms. Her hand comes up from her boot with Slick’s dagger and plunges it into Garth’s back. The deputy jolts back a few steps in shock, already pulling a six-gun from his belt with his left hand. He fires once into Rae’s body. She goes down.
Garth is cocking the gun again with weakening fingers when Mal’s hand encircles his neck and pulls him violently back
against the bars. Garth’s gun clatters away down the hall.
EXT. STREET IN FRONT OF SILVERADO JAIL – NIGHT
Deputy Fox has heard the shot and is running toward the jail.
INT. SHERIFF’S OFFICE – SILVERADO JAIL – NIGHT
Fox draws his gun as he rushes across toward the cellblock door.
Garth! You in there, Garth?
INT. CELLBLOCK – NIGHT
The keys still lie in the middle of the hall, the gun down at the end.
Fox comes through the door, gun raised, and takes in the sight of the two bodies. He looks up in surprise as Slick’s
dagger flies into his chest with a THUNK. Fox dies.
Down the line of bars, Mal’s right arm is extended into the corridor, as it was when he released the knife.