absorbed in play.
(그 아이들은 노는데 열중하고 있다.)
․apply oneself to ~ing = be absorbed in
= abandon oneself to = be engaged in
= addict oneself to = be indulged in
= devote oneself to = be immersed in
= give oneself to = be lost in
= be (pre)occupied with
4. We must abstain from speaking ill
house.
Your old house!
All that snow makes me think we are in Siberia.
Its terribly annoying.
Luckily we have a telephone and a car.
Meet Louise, our new chambermaid.
Hello, Louise. -Hello, miss.
Had a nice journey? -Yes, thank you. Except for that snow.
Shall I wake your husband?
No not for while... -Can I?
No, better leave him. He didnt want anyone to wake him.
Will there be anything else?
No,
SOMEONE TO WATCH OVER ME
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by
Howard Franklin
Danilo Bach
David Seltzer
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Revisions by Danilo Bach
FADE IN:
INT. MIKES HOUSE - QUEENS - EARLY EVENING
Winter. A celebration. Close friends, cop friends,
family all here to celebrate patrolman MIKE KEEGANS
promotion to detective, NYPD.
The party spills through the house -- front room, dining
room, kitchen, with a small fenced backyard visible be
houses the generator and still other
compartments for storage.
A long underground tunnel connects the main compound to
the dog kennel.
FADE IN:
A STARRY BLACKNESS
From out of the billions, the smallest of specks drives
slowly forward. It closes; getting larger; its features
becoming more identifiable: a vessel. Flip-flopping; out
of control. Its stern roaring with flame. It passes; its
blue fire
house. He looks back, walks backwards.
STEP PRINT: he gives a small wave, continuing away...
Kids chase past. Nicholas and two other kids huddle, arms
locked, spinning round and round, till they stumble
different directions, falling, laughing, dizzy...
Nicholas gets up, wearing a PUPPET on each hand.
STEP PRINT: He walks CLOSE and peers in the camera, steps
back, happily talking. We cant hear bec
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
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
" sex , lies , and videotape "
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Leading Artists screenplay
by
445 N. Bedford Dr. steven soderbergh
Penthouse fourth draft
Beverly Hills, CA. 90210 29 july 88
copyright 1988
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1 EXT. HIGHWAY -- DAY
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GRAHAM DALTON, twenty-nine, drives his 69 Cutlass while smoking
a cigarette. One could describe his appearance as punk/arty,
but neither would do him justice. He is a man of obvious
intelligence,
households happy.
Yes.
- What are you doing?
- Oh, nothing.
If you go to sleep now,
you can get up early.
Oh, Matthew...
If you can come in at .
you can run the tests before oclock.
Stop! Matthew... stop.
Im not coming in before oclock
- in the morning!
- I gotta force the abatement hearing.
- Wednesdays their only free slot.
- No, Matthew!
I will not be there before eight!
I nominated you for
C
HOUSE
The post rider approaches the house, built of native
brick, well-constructed and well-maintained. Theres a
barn, a workshop and a forge. It is a home of substance
rather than wealth. On the front porch, MARGARET, 11,
pumps a butter churn while her brother, WILLIAM, 6,
watches. They see the post rider. Margaret excitedly
runs off toward the workshop while William stares at the
approaching ri