The sun shines brightly on the classic facade of the main library at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street. In the adjacent park area, pretty hustlers and drug peddlers go about their business.
FRONT STEPS
A few people lounge on the steps flanked by the familiar stone lions.
INT. MAIN READING ROOM - DAY
People are dotted throughout the room sitting at the long oak tables polished by decades of use. Readin
Three of these creatures are men: the fourth is a woman. She is tall and has a magnificent body which is shown to its best advantage in a Krypton outfit that reveals more than it conceals: high boots, a clinging body suit, and all shiny black. Long raven hair frames a strikingly beautiful face; her eyes are almost fiery in their grace. A woman whose beauty makes strong men weak, she is consumed b
Rolls into FRAME. A bauble of green and blue and white swirls of cloud cover. The eerie clip and whistle of cosmic rays is drowned out by static and someone singing 몵MY WAY몶 - in Russian.
2 MOVING INTO FRAME - A SOVIET CAPSULE
Gleaming white. Black letters on its side, CCCP. A Russian COSMONAUGHT in his space suit is outside, repairing radio antenna. He몶s the one singing.
3 INSIDE THE CAPSU
A SILHOUETTED MAN in front of mirror dons his Marine dress blues. Spit polish shoes laced. Medals clipped to jacket. All in CLOSEUP. We never see him fully.
The Man puts HIS HAT squarely on his head. EYES glint.
On the mans dresser: MARINE MEMORABILIA. Three Purple Hearts, photos of a WOMAN (his wife), PHOTOS OF MARINES in combat locales.
TIGHTER INTO THE PHOTOS
We HEAR PANICKED VOICES, EXPLOSION
Small beams of light coming from lamps attached to the tower cut through the ground mist. We HEAR all the unidentifiable sounds of night in the woods. We also HEAR, very, very faintly, a slow, deliberate drum cadence. And as this starts, we begin to MOVE SLOWLY UP THE TOWER, more becomes visible now: ... the sandbags on the ground piled ten-high... the steel, fire escape-type stairway wrapping ar
It is very early in the dawn -blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bead
The Abyss
AN ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY
BY
JAMES CAMERON
August 2, 1988
Directors Revision
THE ABYSS
OMITTED 1
OMITTED 2
TITLE: THE ABYSS -- ON BLACK, DISSOLVING TO COBALT BLUE
EXT. OCEAN/UNDERWATER -- DAY 3
Blue, deep and featureless, the twilight of five hundred feet down.
PROPELLER SOUND. Materializing out of the blue limbo is the enormous but
sleek form of an Ohio-class SSBN ballistic missile submar
DARK CITY
by
Alex Proyas
& Lem Dobbs
Revised draft May 9, 1994
INT. OPENING MONTAGE
OVER BLACK a low rumble increases in volume.
FADE UP:
A GLOVED HAND wraps around a bulky scissor-switch, thrusts
DOWN.
SNAP! - Electricity arcs through darkness.
OS SOUND of MACHINERY turning on.
TITLES OVER
MONTAGE OF CLOCKS - VARIOUS. The clocks are frozen, then second
hands turn - TICKING gets louder...
EXT. CI
Fletch Script
Movin in
Makin my connection
Somethings up
I can feel it in the air
Private eyes
Never know whos watchin
Play it cool
But you havent got a prayer
Have you heard the news
Makin all the headlines
Zoomin via satellite
Have you heard the news
Comin through the grapevine
Fletch is
workin overtime
Bit by bit
One way or another
Bit by bit
Running undercover
tonight
Have y
DUMB AND DUMBER
MISLED AND UNINFORMED
aka DUMB AND DUMBER
Screenplay by
Peter Farrelly & Bennett Yellin & Bob Farrelly
POLISHED DRAFT
11-19-93
MISLED AND UNINFORMED
FADE IN:
EXT. PROVIDENCE, RHODE ISLAND - WINTER MORNING
A PRETTY YOUNG WOMAN is standing on the street corner waiting for a bus. Shes carrying
books and looking very collegiate.
A black stretch LIMOUSINE with darkened windows drives p