BOUND
by
Larry and Andy Wachowski
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FADE IN:
Inside a closet.
It is a large closet with double doors, a crisp line of
light cutting down through the center of the darkness.
As we begin to descend, we hear a mans stern voice.
MAN (V.O.)
I know your type. Your type is
dangerous.
We move past a shelf filled with hat boxes and hand bags.
It is a womans closet.
MAN (V.O.)
You know how to act, how to
Now, theyre serious. They can deliver the South and put Texas in your column. They done it in the .
Only if Kennedy dumps Johnson. Thatll never happen.
I dont think you know how much people hate Kennedy down here.
Hes cominto town tomorrow, and they will run his ass outta town on a rail!
Damn right. That we will.
We are willing to give you a shit pot full of money to get rid of him.
More than yo
Jesus Christ Superstar Script
[ "Superstar" Instrumental ]
My mind is clearer now
At last, all too well
I can see
Where we all
soon will be
If you strip away
The myth from the man
You will see
Where we all
soon will be
Jesus
Youve started to believe
the things they say of you
You really do believe
this talk of God is true
And all the good youve done
will soon get swept away
Youve begun
to matter
The Killing Script
(PA) Lucky Arrow breaking on top.
Purple Shadow is second.
(narrator) At exactly 3:45 on that Saturday
afternoon in the last week of September,
Marvin Unger was perhaps the only one
of the 100,000 people at the track
who felt no thrill at
the running of the fifth race.
He was disinterested in horse racing and
held a lifelong contempt for gambling.
Nevertheless, he had a five-do
Nil By Mouth Script
Can I have a drink, mate? Mate?
Can I get served here, mate?
Can I have a drink?
Yeah....
I want-- Can I get two--? No, three.
Three pints of lager. And....
Three vodka tonics
and a drop of scotch.
Half a lager and lime.
Three vodka tonics, yeah.
Slice of lemon in them.
And put an olive in that.
You got a tray, mate? Yeah?
A tray?
No, I want half a lager.
Half a lager.
Yeah, l
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
to go to school.
HELEN: are you feeling confident?
MIA: Not really.
HELEN: Ok, now just remember, when you make your speech, don몶t look at the people. Pick a spot on the back wall; don몶t take your eyes off of it and speak loudly.
MIA: thanks, mom, bye, mom
HELEN: good luck.
MIA: Good morning, Buttons.
Man: be nice, Buttons.
MIA: sorry, Mr. Robutusen. Have a nice day.
Robutusen: I doubt it.
of people.
OK.
The process could take months,
but in the meantime there is plenty
that you could learn around here.
Absolutely.
Like what?
Like camera.
Camera doesnt matter.
It matters.
I want you back with Pete.
No.
Look, Lanie, he is the best.
I cant work with him.
Look, I dont know what happened
between the of you--
- Nothing happened. - Whatever!
Do you want this job or dont you?
Do you want
of life
would that be
Oh, I
I need you in my arms
Need you to hold
- Hummingbird.
- Hi.
- Youre my world, my heart and soul
- Look at you.
Id take a beatin half my life
to get a piece of that woman.
- Hows my baby?
- Shes doin fine.
- Baby, you would take away everything
- Yeah?
- Good in my life
- What? Youre kidding me!
- What?
- Sweetie?
Hey, shh. Cant you see Im in
the middle of somethin here
"48 HRS."
by
Roger Spottiswoode and
Walter Hill
&
Larry Gross and
Steven E. De Souza
FADE IN:
OPEN COUNTRY - DAY
Endless green hills bisected by a ribbon of highway. A road
gang clearing brush by the side of the road... Twenty-five
men in prison fatigues sweating through their mid-afternoon
labor.
THREE GUARDS
Flank the working prisoners... Mountie hats, shotguns,
sidearms, sunglasses; they look