with Mummy. She doesn get up till noon.
He not sleeping with Mummy. She doesn like him any more.
My love?
My soul?
- My sweet? - (knocking)
My heart?
(lock rattles)
George?
George, please let me in.
Are you from the printers? Wee been waiting...
Madame Sand. Pardon. Please excuse...
(murmuring)
Madame Sand is on her way up.
Don do that!
"(whistles)" It is rather far.
- Il have to face her, that a
with your friends...
and a n-n-naked woman...
other than your wife, man !
So you can close your eyes
if you want to. Close em !
But then youre gonna be missin
Juanita, the bull tamer !
[ Shouting ]
You dont have to do this.
You really dont
have to do this.
[ Man Shouts ]
Very nice.
[ Crowd ]
Ole !
Pop ?
Pop ?
Pop ? Max ?
Call .
[ Sighs ]
How did this happen ? Hmm ?
Whats the ditterence
how it hap
MR. BEAN
By
Richard Curtis
And
Robin Driscoll
INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. BOARDROOM - DAY
A very grand room, with lots of wood and some very famous portraits round the walls.
A group of grave gentlemen and gentlewomen. They are the trustees of the National Gallery. LORD WALTON, a very grand man, sits at the table head. To his right sits his assistant, GARETH. All are deep in thought. LORD WALTON fidge
with women. Tsch, you know, lately the strangest things have been going through my mind, cause I turned forty, tsch, and I guess Im going through a life crisis or something, I dont know. I, uh... and Im not worried about aging. Im not one o those characters, you know. Although Im balding slightly on top, thats about the worst you can say about me. I, uh, I think Im gonna get better as I get older
An Ideal Husband Script
- Your usual, my lord.
- Mmm?
Good morning, my lord.
The morning paper, my lord.
"Sir Robert Chiltern,
a rising star in Parliament,...
.. tonight hosts a party that promises to be
the highlight of the social calendar...
.. with his wife, Lady Gertrude,...
.. who is herself a leading figure
in womens politics. "
"Together this couple...
.. represents what is best
in English
Elmer Gantry Script
(laughter)
So, anyway... anyway,
this guy comes home, you see,
and he finds his wife with his best friend.
And the husband says
"Harry, how could you do this?"
And the wife, she says "Why should you
complain? Harry didnt do it to you!"
- What did I tell you? Isnt he a card?
- Class. Real class.
With his gift of the gab
he could go places.
Hey, pal, you oughta quit
that punk jo
House Of 1,000 Corpses Script
Announcer:
Attention, boils and ghouls,
its time for Dr. Wolfensteins
"Creature Feature Show."
Ah-hhh.
The doctor is in.
Dont scream. Dont move.
Stay tuned for Channel s
Halloween Eve movie marathon.
Im your host,
your ghost host
with the most,
Dr. Wolfenstein.
I will be with you
until the end.
Howdy folks.
Black Blood.
Violence.
Freaks of Nature.
Come on down to Cap
with gum
in your mouth one more time...
you will be in detention
for a month.
Do you understand?
I understand, Mr. Weinberger.
Youre late, young ladies!
And Ill now report you
on this late slip.
I had you marked absent.
Now, class...before letting you
go for the holiday season...
were going to have
a pop quiz.
When called on, stand,
answer the question.
If you are correct,
itll be duly recorded.
with finding young Skywalker,
has dispatched thousands of remote probes into the far reaches of
space..."
EXT. GALAXY - PLANET HOTH
A Star Destroyer moves through space, releasing Imperial probe robots from its underside. One of these probes zooms toward the planet Hoth and lands on its ice-covered surface. An explosion marks the point of
impact.
EXT. HOTH - METEORITE CRATER - SNOW PLAIN - DAY
A
with your life.
Et merci, Anton.
- And good luck with your composing.
- With what?
Your music.
Oh, yes. Uh, right. Yes. Okay.
- So what happens next?
- Thats it.
You dont even have to see him again.
- You should take a look at that.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
That could potentially be a problem.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Africa?
Yes. Thats where we met.
And hes there now again.
Uh, I wish he were here...
but hes no