Mother.
Mother, would you stop
feeding her perfectionism?
You did the same thing with Larry.
- I didnt like him either.
- Whats not to like? The man was a prince.
- I didnt care for him.
- What do you mean?
- He wasnt the one, okay?
- "Oy", the one.
- He had no sex appeal.
Mother, "sha!"
Hes right over there.
Marriage is
the hardest thing we do.
She is years old. She hasnt
dated in a year. Im afr
The Mother Script
Im gonna be sweating like an old donkey.
You know how cold you get in London.
Come over to this side.
-Can I help you with that?
-Thank you very much.
Cross the road and turn right.
-Which one is it?
-That one, I think.
Come on, they invited us.
Its us.
Hi. Sorry.
-Hello.
-Hello, dear.
-God, youre early.
-Not too early, I hope?
No, come in. Its great to see you at last.
Bobbys b
single car sits on
the lonely road. The muffled sound of a young couple making out drifts
through the streamed up windows.
INT. CAR
A teenage boys hand is under a teenage girls shirt, gently massaging her
breast. He pulls his hand out from under her shirt and places it on her
bare knee.
As he starts to slide his hand up her leg, she grabs his hand and gently
pulls it away. She places it back on h
Single parent discussion nights...
Parents without partners.
(starts riffling, angry)
Partners without parents.
People who need people. Guys
who go into the woods, beat
drums and bond. Get a shrink.
Hug a friend. Hug yourself.
He stops, realizing that everyone in the room is staring
at him. Quickly they pretend they werent paying
attention. Someone whispers something to a client.
SAM
(conti
James And The Giant Peach Script
[Sea Gulls Cawing]
[Narrator]
This is James Henry Trotter.
He lived with his mother and father in
a cozy little house by the sea.
- Hey, I ve got ya!
- [ Giggling ]
Happy birthday, darling. Now, quickly,
blow them out before the wind does.
Make a wish first.
[Narrator]
It was a wonderful life.
Theyhad each other,
and theyhad their dreams.
Look!
That cloud
looks li
Mother Night Script
MOTHER NIGHT
"Police"
"Haifa, Israel 1961"
Do you prefer German or English?
English.
You are to write down your memoirs
for the Haifa Institute...
for the documentation
of war criminals.
You have three weeks to complete
your memoirs before your trial begins.
Do you have any questions?
No. This is great.
Thanks for everything.
"Jews, Negroes...
Mongrel"
You are the only man I k
Memoirs Of A Geisha Script
A story like mine should never be told.
For my world is as
forbidden as it is fragile.
Without its mysteries it cannot survive.
I certainly wasnt born
to the life of a Geisha.
Like so much in my strange life
I was carried there by the current.
The first time I knew
my mother was sick,
was when my father threw
the fish back into the sea.
That night we went hungry, to
und
singly spacious,
with attractive views.
Oh, thats Anthonys.
That must go upstairs and...
And anyway, in the end,
it turns out it wasnt about
the money after all.
Thats it lads.
Up to the main bedroom.
Has anyone seen
where the phone points are?
Eh, where do I plug this in?
Oh, right, yeah.
Oh that looks good, that does.
Right
this is what
were having tonight, yeah?
Before Countdown,
put the oven
mother hath many times told me so.
Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her?
Signior Benedick, no!
If Signior Leonato be her father...
...she would not have his head on her shoulders for all Messina.
I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick. Nobody marks you.
What, my dear Lady Disdain!
Are you yet living?
Is it possible disdain should die...
...while she hath such meet food to
MINIONS stand guard. In a jail cell, sex fully pregnant WOMEN watch from behind iron bars. The screaming stops. Theres a moment of silence. As WE MOVE INTO another jail cell WE HEAR a slap and the first cry of a newborn BABY.
In the cell a black-robed DRUID watches intensely as ETHNA, a midwife, leans over the MOTHER and wraps the baby in swaddling.
DRUID
Is it a girl?
ETHNA
It is a girl.