Downtown L.A. Noon on a hot summer day. On an EXTREME LONG LENS the lunchtime crowd stacks up into a wall of humanity. In SLOW MOTION they move in herds among the glittering rows of cars jammed bumper to bumper. Heat ripples distort the torrent of faces. The image is surreal, dreamy... and like a dream it begins very slowly to...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. CITY RUINS - NIGHT
Same spot as the last shot, bu
Nightbreed Script
Well, hi.
Hi.
You okay?
Yeah. Sorry.
- Want something to eat? - No.
- You know what? - Hmm?
We should get out of Calgary for a few days.
- You know, just take off. - Any place special?
Somewhere where we can be alone together.
More alone than this?
Yeah. And no work.
No, no telephone calls.
- No bad dreams. - No bad dreams.
Mmm.
Deckers been calling again.
When?
- All last week,
REINDEER GAMES
by Ehren Kruger
FADE IN:
A FIGURE IN A SANTA CLAUS SUIT
lies face-down in a nighttime expanse of snow. One of the bodys
red-sleeved arms is twisted at a sickening angle. The white snow
beneath the figure is spreading with red.
REVEAL EXT. SNOWY ROAD - NIGHT
The figure in the suit lies motionless. Snowflakes drift.
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
Dark, rustic wood, an office with broken window
The Old Man And The Sea Script
He was an old man who fished alone
in a skiff in the Gulf Stream...
... and he had gone 84 days now
without taking a fish.
In the first 40 days,
a boy had been with him.
But after 40 days without a fish
the boys parents told him...
... that the old man was now definitely
and finally salao...
... which is the worst form of unlucky...
... and the boy had gone at their
Malloy sits over a table fiddling with the tape. He is young, half-shaven, dressed in T shirt and jeans. He looks too --
LOUIS, who stands by the window, looking out on the streeet, with his back to Mallowy. Louis is dressed in an old-fashioned suit.
LOUIS
So you want me to tell you the story of my life...
MALLOY
Thats what I do. I interview people. I collect lives. F.M. radio. F.F.R.C. I just
Jason And The Argonauts Script
Well?
Zeus...
King of the gods of the Greeks.
Write in the ashes,
so that I may read the future.
I see... a great tree
at the end of the world.
And in its branches hang
the skull and skin of a ram.
They gleam and shine, for it is a
prize of the gods. A golden fleece.
Weve no time for riddles.
Tell me of tonight.
Pelias, you will conquer tonight,
overthrow the kingdo
X-Men
By
Ed Solomon
Revisions:
Chris McQuarrie
Tom DeSanto
Bryan Singer
February 24, 1999
BLACK
Sounds of a train rolling to a halt, a shrill whistle.
EXT. CAMP - DAY
UP ON the door of a weathered cattle car as a German
soldier steps into frame wearing that familiar gray of
the all-too familiar era.
He throws the door to reveal a mass of huddled and
frightened people inside.
The words are not nec
The following is Matt Damon and Ben Afflecks Award Winning Script for Good Will Hunting. It is what Matt Damon and Ben Affleck originally wrote on paper before the movie was made.
FADE IN:
EXT. SOUTH BOSTON ST. PATRICKS DAY PARADE -- DAY
CUT TO:
INT. L STREET BAR & GRILLE, SOUTH BOSTON -- EVENING
The bar is dirty, more than a little run down. If there is
ever a cook on duty, hes not here now. As
Bridge On The River Kwai Script
Finish work. Hurry!
Go to hut.
Yeah, that figures.
Those new prisoners see us digging
graves, they might all run away.
No time for jokes.
Finish work. Dig!
How about putting us
on the sick list?
Have a heart, Captain.
Put us in the hospital.
You no sick.
You never sick.
Why you always play sick, Shears?
Dont want one of these
over my head.
Captain Kanematsu,
how ab
Man Of La Mancha Script
By edict of the Inquisition...
to spread subversive thought is heresy.
By edict of the Inquisition...
offenders will submit to purification...
by sword or flame.
By edict of the Holy Office of the Inquisition...
to read or interpret the Bible...
is a sole province of the Church.
You must by no means prevail with yourself...
that these giants you speak of...
were ever real