The Addams Family Script
~ Merry, merry, merry Christmas ~
~ Dong what they send,
dong without end ~
~ Their joyful tone to every home ~
~ Dong what they send,
dong without end ~
~ Their joyful tone to every home ~
~ Ding dong, ding dong ~~
~ La-la la la la ~
~ Fa la-la la la ~
~ Deck the halls
with boughs of holly ~
~ Fa la la la-la ~
~ La-la la la ~
~ Tis the season to be jolly ~
~ Fa la la la-
Limbo Script
Welcome to Americas last frontier...
... where the final lumbering
remnants of the lce Age...
... the massive and
awe-inspiring glaciers...
... calve cathedral-sized
icebergs into the sea...
... where natures bounty unfolds
in a panoply of flora and fauna...
... the like of which is seen
nowhere else on the planet.
From the ocean depths,
plumbed by ageless cetaceans...
... to azure s
Love And Death On Long Island Script
[ Man ]
It is so difficult
to know where I should begin.
Especially when, unlike you,
I already know the ending.
But let us say that this story
began with the end of another,
far, far from the surf
of Long Island.
For many years, I had
absolutely no public life.
I had said, "No,"
to interviews so often,
it was widely
regarded as my forte.
Then, just once--
on
domestic
and the international covers?
Look, what makes me... us...
uncomfortable is the fact
that a rapist-slash-murderer...
has asked to spend the last three days
of his life giving an interview...
his very first...
to a reporter who is now famous
for protecting sexual deviants...
a reporter whos also
a very attractive woman.
Aw, come on!
This is disparate treatment.
- Oh, boy.
- I could go if
Octopussy Script
- You didnt say thered be such security. - They moved the flight forward.
Well have to go ahead as planned anyway.
Toro? Sounds like a load of bull.
James.
Be careful.
Well, small world. Youre a Toro, too.
lll see you in Miami.
Fill her up.
EAST BERLlN
Your guests have arrived, Ambassador.
We should go, my dear.
Well...
You become more beautiful every day.
- lm over here. - Of co
The Notebook Script
Excuse me.
Come on, honey, lets
get you ready for bed.
I am no one special,
just a common man
with common thoughts.
Ive led a common life.
There are no monuments
dedicated to me.
And my name
will soon be forgotten.
But in one respect,
Ive succeeded as gloriously
as anyone who ever lived.
- Looking good, Duke.
- Feeling good.
Ive loved another
with all my heart
and soul and for
THE PIANO LESSON
Screenplay for a film by
JANE CAMPION
Producer
JAN CHAPMAN
Script editor
BILLY MACKINNON
Maori dialogue and translator
SELWYN MURU
(c) copyright:
Jan Chapman Productions Pty Ltd
2 Fairlight Street Leichhart 2040
NSW Australia
4th draft 1991
Developed with the assistance of
The Australian Film Commission
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AD
As presentation credits begin, we hear Johnny Cashs "Home of the Blues." Then we see Allisons name, under it Alexs, under that Roberts, under that Quentins, then under that the title logo for Four Rooms, followed by "Starring Tim Roth as the Bellboy." Then "The Guests" listed in alphabetical order of all the actors playing guests. After the actors names, we...
FADE UP ON A WALL
The camera pans
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Mrs. Doubtfire Script
Salutations, snack.
On second thought...
9-1-1!
Police! Civic authorities! ASPCA! ASAP!
Murder! Betrayal! Kidnapped!
No, birdnapped!
A cup of garlic, a twist of parakeet.
Eat your heart out, Julia Child.
Excuse me, but isnt it customary
for the jailbird to get one telephone call?
In your case, I think not.
Afternoon snacks have few civil liberties.
But Im not wholly withou
domestic problem.
-
-
- My God, what are you doing?
- You werent supposed to see this.
Well, now that Im seeing it, what is it?
Im shooting up your bug powder.
You might like to try it yourself.
Or you might not.
I ran out in the middle of a job.
You gotta stop using the stuff,Joan.
They ration it out like snakebite serum.
Well,just do what everybody else does -
cut it with baby laxative.
The roa