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RUBY glances up sharply to the rearview mirror.

                         RUBY
       He's chasing after us!
 
                     AUNTIE MAMA
       Good.  Let him catch us.  I've got 
       something for his sorry ass.

She opens the handbag in her lap, REVEALING a pearl-handled, double-barreled DERRINGER PISTOL.

The Model T slowly picks up speed as CYRIL hauls ass after it.

                        CYRIL
               (running full out)
       STOP!

The Model T coughs a WRENCHING NOISE as it shifts into high gear.

CYRIL, out of breath, slows to a walk then doubles over gasping for air.

DOROTHY and VIVIAN gaze out the rear window as the Model T reaches the end of the driveway. 

They see PASTOR MILLER and the DEACON tackling CYRIL to the ground.  A great cloud of dust swirls up around the MEN as they engage in a battle royal of flying fists, shouts, gasps and grunts as the…