Westbound | Script

The bartender, a grizzled old man, looks him up and down before pouring a shot.

As Jack sips his whiskey, a group of rough-looking men eye him from across the room. Westbound Script

FADE TO BLACK.

CUT TO:

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. The bartender, a grizzled old man, looks him

EXT. OPEN PLAINS - DAY