apartment building so they could turn it into a garage for--
Theyre so unfair!
I agree! The Durable Goods Division.
What the hell is that?
Dont work there anymore, and theyre on the second floor!
Do you know who I could talk to because I phone, write and nobody calls me.
Its driving me crazy.
No! Im crazy!
They were going to shoot you.
Christ, Regis, what are you, insane?
The guns on safety.
All
INT. SOMERSETS APARTMENT -- NIGHT 8
The curtains are closed. The SOUNDS of the CITY are here as they
will be everywhere in this story. A CAR ALARM is SOUNDING,
shrill and clear. Somersets life is packed into moving boxes,
except for some clothing in a closet and hundreds and hundreds of
books on the shelves of one wall. Somerset is lying on the bed,
dressed only in his underwear.
He reaches t
Apartment? - Uh-huh.
- Roommate? - No. No roommate.
- Boyfriend? - Boyfriend.
- Honey, please let me explain. - Jordan, just get out of here.
- I dont want to see you anymore. - Come on. I got...
Im standing out here. I got wine, candles. I got the whole kit.
Just go away, Jordan.
El, can I just talk to you for five minutes, please? Ill explain everything.
- Go away! - We were together...
since s
RENT
by Jonathan Larson
??
(The audience enters in the theatre to discover a stage bare of curtains.
At stage left looms a metal sculpture intended to represent: [a] a totem
pole/Christmas tree that stands in an abandoned lot, [b] a wood burning
stove with a snaky chimney that is at the center of MARK and ROGERs
loft apartment, and [c] in Act II, a church steeple. On stage the
five-musician band
apart?
- Long time, Eddie.
- More than five years.
Margaret Swanson, Eddie Zane.
Hes with the Federal Bureau of Idiots.
Id have become a Ranger
if they said my partner would look like you.
If you were a Ranger,
youd have caught this bastard by yourself.
Thats the beautiful thing
about working for the federal government.
Other people do your grunt work for you.
- Hows your daughter doing?
- Real g
apartment
near the airport.
- Hey, Violet. What it is?
- Hi, Eddie.
- Hear anything about your promotion?
- Nothing.
- Eddie Smith.
- Judy Bernly.
- Judy starts work today.
- What?
How am I gonna get out of the mailroom
if they keep hiring outside people?
Lady, youre gonna hate it here.
Judy.
Were on the th floor.
Above us is the president
and the chairman of the board.
- Come on, .
- It sounds s
Thank you for coming.
Captain, make sure
the inspector is settled comfortably.
- Yes.
- Good day.
- The men and women work separately?
- Yes.
Monsieur le maire redesigned the factory
in order to keep the sexes apart.
- I told you hes eccentric.
- Not eccentric, Captain. No.
He cares about honest working women
and wants to protect their virtue.
Very proper. Very wise.
- Sorry.
- Excuse me.
Youve
APART FROM
YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS ?
OUR MOM CALLED US
ALL THE SAME.
AND WHAT WAS THAT,
DEAR ?
SHE CALLED US ALL BABE.
PERHAPS WE SHOULDNT TALK
TOO MUCH ABOUT, UH, FAMILY.
[ Crying ]
I WANT MY MOM.
[ Whimpering ]
THERE, THERE.
YOUVE GOT TO BE
A BRAVE BOY NOW.
I LEFT MY MOTHER WHEN
I WAS YOUR AGE, AND MY PUPS
WILL HAVE TO LEAVE ME SOON.
BUT ILL KEEP AN EYE ON YOU,
IF YOU LIKE,
JUST TIL YOU FIND
In Her Shoes Script
Your 10-year high school reunion.
Oh, everybody wants to make a good impression,
and I was making mine on...
Ted? Tad? Whatever.
I know, not exactly
Most Likely to Succeed...
but its not like I had
a law degree to brag about...
or a Rittenhouse Square apartment,
or a fancyjob.
- Oh.
- Or a job, period.
- Man.
- Is that it?
Yes, baby, thats-thats it.
There are women... thinner
We hear voices: one male, the other female. From the tone of their speech and the accompanying music, we can tell we are entering a romantic scene.
FADE IN:
INT. FANCY NEW YORK APARTMENT - DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Where we see a romantic scene played out between a man and a woman. Both are white. The couple have just finished a candlelit dinner.
BRAD
You like your wine? Want smore?
She nods her approv