Cold Mountain

Ada:
Did you get my letters?

Inman:
I got three letters. Carried them in the book you gave me, the Bartram.

Ada:
I probably sent 103. Did you write to me?

Inman:
Whenever I could. If you never got them I can summarize.

Ada:
No, it's --

Inman:
I pray you're well. I pray I'm in your thoughts. You are all that keeps me from sliding into some dark place.

Ada:
But how did I keep you? We barely knew each other. A few moments --

Inman:
A thousand moments! They're like a bag of tiny diamonds glittering in a black heart. Don't matter if they're real or things I made up. The shape of your neck. The way you felt under my hands when I pulled you to me.

Inman:
Come down from there!

Bosie:
No sir- here's just fine.

Inman:
I'll just shoot the horse out from under you.

Bosie:
You ridin' Captain Teague's animal?

Inman:
I am.

Bosie:
He dead?

Inman:
I hope so. (pause, both their horses walk along the mountainside) Well, gimme your gun and ride on home! I'm done fightin'- I'm sick of it!

Bosie:
I give you my gun, you gonna shoot me dead!

Inman:
I will not shoot you- but nor am I goin' down this mountain lookin' over my shoulder for you.

Bosie:
That's what they call a conundrum. (pause) I tell you what I got on my side.

Inman:
What you got on your side? (they both stop their horses)

Bosie:
... The confidence of youth. (he draws his gun, he and Inman shoot each other)