Man With The Golden Gun Script
Nick Nack! Tabasco!
Right away, Monsieur Scaramanga!
Hey.
Half. You get the rest later.
Wait for him in there. Through that door.
He will join you in a minute.
Your steam bath is ready,
Monsieur Scaramanga.
Oh, that wo uld have been too easy.
lts lo cked.
Youll have to look elsewhere, monsieur.
Hey, Al.
Al, wherever you are,
dont hold it against me.
l wonder where y
His is the only one still occupied, and it doesnt look that permanent. In the window is a cardboard, handwritten sign that reads "Kwans Shaolin Kung Fu". What remains visible behind the poster and the security grate is an IMPRESSION of people moving and milling around.
INT. WORKOUT AREA - SAME NIGHT
ESTABLISHING SHOT OF KWANS SHAOLIN KUNG FU SCHOOL.
The students are doing their own thing, and the
It is 7:14 P.M., Monday, September 22, 1975, and we are watching the network news programs on CBS, NBC, ABC and UBS-TV, the network of our story. The AUDIO is OFF; and head shots of WALTER CRONKITE, JOHN CHANCELLOR, HOWARD K. SMITH and HARRY REASONER, and of course, the anchorman of our network, HOWARD BEALE, silently flit and flicker across the four television screens, interspersed with the news
GALAXY QUEST
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BY
David Howard
Robert Gordon
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4/28/99 (YELLOW)
4/26/99 (PINK)
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THIS MATERIAL IS THE PROPERTY OF DREAMWORKS PICTURES AND IS
INTENDED AND RESTRICTED SOLELY FOR DREAMWORKS PERSONNEL.
DISTRIBUTION OR DISCLOSURE OF THIS MATERIAL TO UNAUTHORIZED
Securing the thick, fireproof windowed door behind himself, he
turns a switch to release gas into the vacated chamber. The gas
instantly ignites in what is now revealed to be a gleaming
modern stainless-steel custom-made incinerator.
We refocus on a MAGNIFIED CLOSE UP of his exfoliated flesh in
the incinerator as it blackens, curls and burns.
Jerone covers himself with a silk robe and steps into
TRON
Based on the screenplay by
Steven Lisberger and Bonnie MacBird
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Fourth Draft Screenplay by
Charlie Haas
April 6, 1981
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BLACKNESS
1 THE ELECTRONIC WORLD 1
On one side of the screen, computer programming language is being
printed, and we HEAR the sound of an electronic keyboard. In the
center of the screen, glowing lines inscribe a rough computer
simulation of a figure, in response to the
SECURITY GUARDS, who appear to be refugees from the Neolithic period.
The Guards, totally oblivious to the Scientists, are regaling each other with pitiful and infantile jokes.
GUARD #1
... so she said to him, "poo-poo on your pee-pee".
The Guards explode like a pack of howling hyenas. The Scientists glance over at them with a look that seems to say, "How is it possible for us to be sharing the s
Naked Script
Oh, go on! Oh!
What... What... What are you doing?
Youre hurting me!
Im gonna tell my Bernard of you!
Youre fucking dead.!
Oi.! Come back here, you.!
Ronnie!
Get off that couch
and come out here!
Ronnie!
Oh, shit! Sorry.
I didnt see you there.
Do you live here?
Yeah, I do, unfortunately.
Do you know Louise Clancy?
Yeah. Are you a friend of hers?
Know where she is?
Shes at work.
- Wha
secure the rope around a
hook inside his own stall. KNOCKING (o.s.)
COP (o.s.)
Doctor Hudson? Are you okay in
there?
The MAN lets slip a little slack.
HELENS fingers, thrusting between the rope and her neck,
get just enough air for HELEN to let out a strangled little
scream.
CORRIDOR: COP, not certain what to do about the ambiguous
sounds from inside. Women stands nearby, inhibiting him for
a spl
Monsters Inc. Script
Good night, sweetheart.
Good night, Mom.
Sleep tight, kiddo.
Whoa!
Oh! Aye! Oh! Oh!
Simulation terminated.
Simulation terminated.
Simulation terminated.
Simulation terminated.
Simulation terminated.
All right,
Mr. Bile, is it?
Uh... my friends
call me Phlegm.
Uh-huh.
Mr. Bile, can you tell me
what you did wrong?
I fell down?
No, no, before that.
Can anyone tell me
Mr. Biles b