A love that couldn't stay secret, because we want, like, all the details.
By Dan Gurewitch
TRAILER. SPARE, PENSIVE ACOUSTIC GUITAR SOUNDTRACK. TEXT: THEIRS WAS A FRIENDSHIP... EXT. MOUNTAINSIDE - DAY A few SHOTS of Becky and Lisa, attractive cowgirls in their early 20s, FADE IN AND OUT: -Riding horses side-by-side -Sharing whiskey by the light of a campfire =Becky throws a lasso around Lisa, they laugh TEXT: THAT BECAME A SECRET LISA I gotta go pee. CUT TO Lisa in the background, SQUATTING AWKWARDLY behind a tree. Becky, in the foreground, sneaks a sideways glance. Lisa looks up and sees Becky looking at her. Becky looks away, but it's too late: both girls feel what's happening. SMASH CUT TO: INT. TENT/EXT. MOUNTAIN - NIGHT Becky and Lisa discover their passion with a TORTURED KISS. CUT TO their employer the RANCHER, 40s, watching heir kissing silhouettes with binoculars from a distance. His lips curl into a SMILE. EXT. TENT - THE NEXT MORNING Becky walks up to Lisa, who's sitting by the campfire. Both women are quite, intense. BECKY You know I'm just experimentin'. LISA 'Course. Just a phase. EXT. MOUNTAINSIDE - LATER Becky steals Lisa's shirt. Lisa runs arter her, playfully, in only her bra, trying to wrestle it away. CUT TO A HORSE, whose LIPS ALSO CURL INTO A SMILE (digital effects, obviously). Maybe an INTERESTED GRUNT. TEXT: THEIR LOVE WASN'T THREATENED... INT. TENT/EXT. MOUNTAIN - NIGHT Becky and Lisa lie in a post-coital snuggle, eyes dark, having an intense conversation. LISA I knew two girls, Tracy and Stephanie. When folks found out about them... She trails off. It's hard to say. BECKY What? What they do? LISA Nothin'. Reckon it wasn't a big deal. TEXT: BY A WORLD THAT FULLY ACCEPTED THEM INT. RANCHER'S OFFICE - DAY Becky stands with her hat at her chest, the Rancher's at his desk. She appeals to him with her desperate eyes. BECKY You've got NO work this summer? RANCHER (cold) No work for you. Becky understands. She turns and begins to walk away. RANCHER (suddenly very positive) Sorry, I wasn't clear. I meant you alone. Bring your friend, and I got all sorts of work! EXT. WYOMING TOWN - STREET - DAY Lisa walks down a somewhat crowed main street. LISA (V.O.) You ever feel people are lookin' at you like you're... different? As she walks, various MEN watch her. They give enthusiastic THUMBS-UP, HIGH-FIVE each other, and make praying motions i.e. "Thank you God." INT. CHURCH SOCIAL - NIGHT Becky and Lisa share a drink at a table. At another table, a LOCAL HUSBAND AND WIFE, 30s, watch them. HUSBAND You hear 'bout them two? WIFE (disgusted) I know. HUSBAND If you ever wanted to do something like that, I'd be fine with it. TEXT: THE UNNECESSARY LIES WE TELL... INT. LOWER CLASS SUBURBAN HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY LISA'S HUSBAND holds up a BRAND NEW FISHING POLE, still with its tag. LISA'S HUSBAND You say y'all are goin' fishin', but the tag's still on the pole, and that's AWESOME. TEXT: THE HEARTS WE BREAK... INT. UPPER CLASS SUBURBAN HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY BECKY'S HUSBAND breaks down in a PATHETIC SOBS. BECKY'S HUSBAND I just want you to invite me to watch. TEXT: ARE BURIED ON... EXT. MOUNTAINSIDE - DAY Becky faces aways from Lisa, her heart torn to pieces. BECKY I wish I could quit you. Suddenly, TEN OR SO COWBOYS hastily emerge from behind nearby trees, bushes and rocks, erupting in to a chorus of: COWBOYS (all at once) No! NO, wait! Stop. Don't do that! Don't quit her! etc. TITLE TEXT FADES UP OVER BLACK: "BROKEBACK COWGIRLS" INT. CHURCH - DAY Becky and Lisa stand facing each other at the altar, both in wedding dresses, holding hands and smiling. CUT TO the Rancher and a few of the previously-seen COWBOYS, standing in the back of the church, arms crossed, disapproving scowls on their faces, shaking their heads. RANCHER Now this is fucking gross. END.