Teaspoon and the Boys are gathered near some tall wild grass waving in the breeze.
There is seemingly no one else around. Teaspoon puts his fingers to his mouth and whistles.
Ike and his mount suddenly appear, rising up and out of the tall grass, sprinting away. Teaspoon has taught them to blend with the scenery.
EXT. THE LINE OF BOYS
(turns to the next boy in line)
You, for instance.
ANOTHER ANGLE
THE FOURTH BOY's long blond hair is tied back, as if to tempt fate. He is a bit smaller than the others, but his buckskins have already seen several seasons. He stands with a Sharps buffalo gun at his side. Though baby-faced, he is all business.
Cody spits tobacco juice in reply.