G.I. JANE
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by
David Twohy
FIRST DRAFT
August 6, 1995
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FADE IN:
INT. SENATE HEARING ROOM - CAPITOL BLDG. - DAY
Blinding in their white uniforms, naval flag officers sit
in the audience, showing their support for THEODORE HAYES,
a 50-year-old civilian. This is his confirmation hearing.
Reading from prepared material:
HAYES
... last few years have brought many
advances in the interests of women
Gattaca
A Screen Play
by Andrew M. Niccol
FADE IN
A white title appears on a black screen.
"As night-fall does not come at once, neither
does oppression...It is in such twilight that
we all must be aware of change in the air
- however slight - lest we become victims of
the darkness."
Justice William O. Douglas
The title fades off, replaced by a second title.
"I not only think that we will tamper
Barely audible, an organ plays a haunting theme. The title credits appear. They are simple green lettering on a black background.
BLACK
TV MONITOR
Point of view from inside a small medicine cabinet. The door is opened creating a low hum, and throwing light on THX 1138, a man about thirty-five years old. He has a closely shaved head: which makes him appear bald. The image is distorted as seen over
The Game
by
John Brancato & Michael Ferris
and
Larry Gross
and
Andrew Kevin Walker
2/8/96
HOME MOVIES from the 60s, SILENT and grainy:
EXT. MANSION -- DAY -- HOME MOVIES
A stately mansion. A perfect lawn. A BUTLER carries a
birthday cake with sparking sparklers...
Past wealthy MEN in crewcuts and thin ties, WOMEN in cat-eye
sunglasses. Everyone sings (silent) "Happy Birthday"...
CHILDREN follow t
THE VERDICT
by David Mamet
INT. FIRST FUNERAL PARLOR - DAY
A working-class funeral in progress. THIRTY PEOPLE and an
inexpensive bier SEEN from the back of the hall.
ANGLE
A MANs back FILLS the SCREEN. He is dressed in a black suit;
his hands are clasped behind him. ANOTHER MAN stands next to
him. The Second Man reaches behind the First Mans back and
puts a discreetly folded ten-dollar bill into
FREDDYS DEAD - THE FINAL NIGHTMARE
FADE IN:
INT. DC-10 AIRLINER - NIGHT
JACOB JOHNSON is sleeping. It doesnt look like a pleasant
experience. He is sixteen, dirty blonde, his eyes visibly
moving under closed lids as he sits huddle under a blanket in
his window seat. The lights are dim -- the shade on the
window closed -- a bead of sweat dribbles down his forehead.
The HUMMING of the jets eng
THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY
Our story begins in 1965, on a hot afternoon in August.
FADE IN
EXT. IOWA LANDSCAPE - DAY
Rolling green hills, lush farmland, vast open space. Not a
house or sign of life in sight. On a long dusty road, a TRUCK
is driving across the screen. Clouds of dirt follow in its
tracks -- its motor, the only sound we hear.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
FRANCESCA JOHNSON is sitting in t
Killing Of A Chinese Bookie Script
Its all right, vince. Itll pick up.
- Well have a big night.
- Okay.
Hey, your mothers ass.!
Vince, you see they get seated, huh?
Are you looking for us? Huh?
Come on in.
Okay.
Goddamn it.
The stupid son of a bitch.
Hasnt learned yet.
Cosmo. You think i left
the cash at the table?
- I just wanted to thank you.
- For what?
- Its been seven years. Thats a long tim
An ancient house, standing lonely in the middle of a deserted landscape in Northern Germany; lying there like a sleeping giant under the starry sky.
But something seems strange: All of the windows and doors have been nailed shut.
Text chart: 몷1976몸
The headlights of a car pierce the darkness. A car halts in the yard. Three MEN step out. One of them is wearing a police uniform. The men switch
Out To Sea Script
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Just a quarter mile left,
Hare Krishna is still clear.
- Turning for home, Hare Krishna the one to catch.
- Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna!
Come on!
- Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
- Hare Krishnas getting weary.
Keep it together.
Hare Krishna. Har