The train arrives at Appleloosa, and the Flim Flam brothers get out.
Applejack: *Watching* Ok, let's go. *Exits train*
Braeburn: *Follows*
Flim: *walks into saloon*
Flam: *Walks into saloon*
Dexter: *Walks into saloon*
Applejack: What do you suppose they're up to?
Braeburn: I ain't sure. We better get back to my orchard.
So they did, but inside the saloon.
Dexter: *grabs paper, and pen* Alright. What am I writing?
Flim: A letter! We've gone over this 5 times already in the train.
Flam: Here is what we want you to write. You ready?
Dexter: Ready.
Flam: Dear Applejack. You have made us cross for the last time. We want to have a duel against you, tomorrow at high noon. Signed, Flim, and Flam.
Dexter: *Writing letter* You guys aren't even signing this.
Flim: So? It doesn't matter, as long as you're writing it down for us.
Dexter: Whatever. *takes letter* I'm gonna give it to them now.
Flam: Please, by all means. Go give them that letter.
Dexter: *Walks out of saloon*
Meanwhile at Braeburn's orchard
Applejack: *Bucks trees causing apples to fall* Well, I told you I'd get all of them.
Braeburn: Um, Applejack? That's the only tree in this orchard.
Applejack: *Looks around orchard* Why do you have only one tree?
Braeburn: It gives me a lot of apples, you know.
Applejack: *Checks bucket* You're right.
Dexter: *Arrives with letter*
Applejack: *Sees Dexter* What do you want now?!
Dexter: Nothing, I just came to give you this letter *Drops letter, and runs away*
Applejack: *Takes letter*
Braeburn: You're not going to shoot him?
Applejack: Not now. *Opens letter* I just wanna see this letter he gave us. *reading letter*
Dear Applejack.
You have made us cross for the last time. We want to have a duel against you, tomorrow at high noon.
Signed, Flim, and Flam.
2 B continued
Applejack: *Watching* Ok, let's go. *Exits train*
Braeburn: *Follows*
Flim: *walks into saloon*
Flam: *Walks into saloon*
Dexter: *Walks into saloon*
Applejack: What do you suppose they're up to?
Braeburn: I ain't sure. We better get back to my orchard.
So they did, but inside the saloon.
Dexter: *grabs paper, and pen* Alright. What am I writing?
Flim: A letter! We've gone over this 5 times already in the train.
Flam: Here is what we want you to write. You ready?
Dexter: Ready.
Flam: Dear Applejack. You have made us cross for the last time. We want to have a duel against you, tomorrow at high noon. Signed, Flim, and Flam.
Dexter: *Writing letter* You guys aren't even signing this.
Flim: So? It doesn't matter, as long as you're writing it down for us.
Dexter: Whatever. *takes letter* I'm gonna give it to them now.
Flam: Please, by all means. Go give them that letter.
Dexter: *Walks out of saloon*
Meanwhile at Braeburn's orchard
Applejack: *Bucks trees causing apples to fall* Well, I told you I'd get all of them.
Braeburn: Um, Applejack? That's the only tree in this orchard.
Applejack: *Looks around orchard* Why do you have only one tree?
Braeburn: It gives me a lot of apples, you know.
Applejack: *Checks bucket* You're right.
Dexter: *Arrives with letter*
Applejack: *Sees Dexter* What do you want now?!
Dexter: Nothing, I just came to give you this letter *Drops letter, and runs away*
Applejack: *Takes letter*
Braeburn: You're not going to shoot him?
Applejack: Not now. *Opens letter* I just wanna see this letter he gave us. *reading letter*
Dear Applejack.
You have made us cross for the last time. We want to have a duel against you, tomorrow at high noon.
Signed, Flim, and Flam.
2 B continued
It was time for Big Mac's trail.
And he insisted constantly on his innocence, but the blood over his hooves and crazy look his his eye spoke for itself.
Big Mac: (wearing a cast over his broken arm) It wasn't my idea. It was HER's (reveals Twilight's smarty pants doll to the crowd). She told me to kill them!
Judge: Really!?.. You realize your talking about an toy doll, right?
Big Mac: Hey.. We ALL find love in different fashions. And smarty pants will ALWAYS love me.
Ditto: You got a lot of problems, don't you?
After Big Mac was voted guilty, Ditto violently throws Big Mac into a prison cell.
Ditto: These people are too soft., if it were up to me, your be shot in the face. Or hung to death..
Big Mac: Yeah. Fuck you too!
Ditto: (prepares fist)
Luna: (gently pulls him back) Leave it Ditto.. It's not like the creep is going anywhere.
Ditto: (sighs) Guess your right.
TO BE CONTAINUED
And he insisted constantly on his innocence, but the blood over his hooves and crazy look his his eye spoke for itself.
Big Mac: (wearing a cast over his broken arm) It wasn't my idea. It was HER's (reveals Twilight's smarty pants doll to the crowd). She told me to kill them!
Judge: Really!?.. You realize your talking about an toy doll, right?
Big Mac: Hey.. We ALL find love in different fashions. And smarty pants will ALWAYS love me.
Ditto: You got a lot of problems, don't you?
After Big Mac was voted guilty, Ditto violently throws Big Mac into a prison cell.
Ditto: These people are too soft., if it were up to me, your be shot in the face. Or hung to death..
Big Mac: Yeah. Fuck you too!
Ditto: (prepares fist)
Luna: (gently pulls him back) Leave it Ditto.. It's not like the creep is going anywhere.
Ditto: (sighs) Guess your right.
TO BE CONTAINUED