Alright so this is the world and there are five billion people on it. When I was a kid there were three. Its hard to keep up.
AMERICA FROM SPACE
The great continent through mist and swirling skies. (Satellites and other pieces of skycasting equipment float by.)
JERRYS VOICE
Thats better. Thats america. See, America still sets the tone for the world...
KID ON BASKETBALL COURT
A puberty-ravaged kid
NAPOLEON
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A
Screenplay
by
Stanley Kubrick
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FADE IN:
INT. BEDROOM CORSICA - NIGHT
A well worn teddy-bear is cradled in the arms of Napoleon,
age 4, who dreamily sucks his thumb, listening to a
bedtime story told by his young mother, Letizia. His 5-
year old brother, Joseph, is already asleep, beside him.
NARRATOR
Napoleon was born at Ajaccio in
Corsica on August 15th, 1769. He
had not be
"TREASURE HUNTER"
FADE IN:
EXT. CARIBBEAN ISLAND -- DAY
A secluded island surrounded by bright blue-green water.
Sand untouched by footprints, this place has been forgotten.
A mountain with the vague image of a skull on its craggy
face grows out of the jungle.
A seaplane zooms overhead, pontoons skimming the water until
they slide onto wet sand.
EXT. BEACH -- DAY
Two sets of BOOTS mar the smooth
Sleepy Hollow
Being the true storie of one Ichabod Crane
and the Headless Horseman
Kevin Yagher and Andrew Kevin Walker
Based on "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" by Washington Irving
Screenplay by Andrew Kevin Walker
A pleasing land of drowsy head it was,
of dreams that wave before the half shut eye...
EXT. GNARLED FOREST -- NIGHT
An UGLY MAN charges through on a horse, holding a lantern
forward on
A beautiful golden sun is setting. The sky is on fire. The CAMERA starts to move downwards. A large neon sign rises into shot. It rests on top of a skyscraper and fills the frame. The building is neither past nor future in design but a bit of both.
Slowly we pan downwards revealing the city that spreads below... A glittering conglomeration of elevated transport tubes, smaller square buildings wh
And i have to confess that if i had a couple less years on me...I would jump right along with you on that motorcycle
Try to think that i do it for the both of us
- years planning this trip, uncle- Since you were a kid
Meanwhile...I trust you eh?
And the revolution uncle, for when?
Here? In a century
- Are you already leaving?- Yes, I off
You should only worry about taking your medicines, nothing
Me Without You Script
Take a step forward.
And another one.
And another.
Now lift your right leg up.
Higher.
Whats the matter, Holly?
Dont you trust me?
Now hop.
Hey, Nat.
Want to try it?
Oh, please? Come on.
Can I put my foot down now?
Marina, very funny.
Marina, fucking come back! Marina!
Stick your bum up more, Holly.
Quick!
What the bloody hells going on
in here?
Get that muck off your face!
Silence. Gradually the sound of distant traffic becomes audible. A LOW ANGLE bounded on one side by a chain-link fence and on the other by the one-story public school buildings. Spray-can hieroglyphics and distant streetlight shadows. This is a Los Angeles public school in a blue collar neighborhood.
ANGLE BETWEEN SCHOOL BUILDINGS
Where a trash dumpster looms in a LOW ANGLE, part of the clutter b
My Family Script
Whenever I see the bridges
that connect Los Angeles with East Los Angeles,
I remember my family.
I remember my father and my mother,
my brothers... Chucho, little Jimmy,
and Memo, the lawyer.
My crazy sisters... Toni and Irene.
But to write the story of my family,
I have to begin where millions of stories have begun...
in a small village in Mexico a long, long time ago.
Actually,
A VIDEO IMAGE FLICKERS TO LIFE. A ruggedly handsome man with dark, haunted eyes. Eyes that have seen hell.
NEVILLE
My name is Robert Neville. Today is October 17th,
the year 2002. I was born in 1960, on this very day,
so that makes today my birthday. (remembering)
Every year for my birthday, my wife Ellen would throw
me a party. A kids party. Cake, ice cream, funny hats,
"Pin the Tail on the Donk