EXT. CASTLE. DAY.
BLYTHE is walking past trailers and pre-fab buildings. Other men in black and horses pass him. Enter RATT walking opposite. They both stop.
RATT: John?
BLYTHE: Ratt!
BLYTHE and RATT embrace.
RATT: When did you come back?
BLYTHE: This morning. I got into it with the Triangles. Stole one of their bikes.
RATT: (shocked) You stole a bike from the Triangles? No fucking way, man!
BLYTHE: Not fucking happy at all.
RATT: Oh man, I been out since before dawn. We were looking for Vince Heller and Terror. Cooley place been attacked.
BLYTHE: Vince is there?
RATT: Don’t know, man, we didn’t find him. I got to tell Turner about the Cooleys.
BLYTHE: Of course. Go. Go!
BLYTHE continues on to front gate. FRANK and STEVE are still talking.
STEVE: Look at this fucking guy, showing up whenever he pleases.
BLYTHE: What’s this about the Cooleys?
FRANK: They were attacked man. Looks like rippers took down one of their walls. They were everywhere.
BLYTHE: I told you all the Cooleys been keeping then locked up...
FRANK: I ain’t seen this many since the power went out! No way the Cooleys are hiding this many!
BLYTHE: Conner know about this?
FRANK: We ain’t seen Conner.
BLYTHE: Vince’d go up through Glen Aubrey, you think?
STEVE: He got a sister still alive up there. I don’t know if she’d let Terror in.
BLYTHE: Conner go up that way?
STEVE: Na, I think Turner sent that kid up on 81. Really wanted us keeping an eye on Triangle.
BLYTHE: I’m going out.
STEVE: You got gate duty!
BLYTHE: Turner told me to bring in the bike. He won’t be mad if you stay here a little longer.
FRANK: So you did get a bike!
BLYTHE grins.
BLYTHE: Help me with the gate.
FRANK and BLYTHE unbar the door.
FRANK: Couple other guys out there too, splitting wood’n shit. I told them what’s up. You hurry them along if you see them.
BLYTHE: Got it.
BLYTHE pulls open the gate, exits.
STEVE: Fuck that guy.
Continued 7/24
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