SEVEN
by Andrew Kevin Walker
8/8/94
1 INT. OLD HOUSE -- DAY 1
Sunlight comes through the soot on the windows, more brown than
bright. SOMERSET, 45, stands in one corner of this small,
second-story room. He looks over the ceiling, looks down at the
worn wooden floors, looks at the peeling wallpaper.
He walks to the center of the room, continues his study, taking
his time. He halts, turns to one wa
The King Of Kong Script
Therell always be
the argument
that video games
are meant to be played for fun.
Believe me,
some of its a lot of fun.
Video games are meant
to be played at home,
relaxing on a couch
amongst friends.
And they are, and thats fun.
But competitive gaming,
when you wanna attach
your name to a world record,
when you want your name
written into history,
you have to pay the price.
Knocked Up Script
Light your nuts on fire.
Fuck! Fuck! My hands!
Too hot for Jonah!
I got fucking water in my mouth!
Oh, my God!
I got to get off! I got to get off!
Got to get off! Got to get off!
Sadie, wake up!
Oh, my gosh!
Daddy, wake up!
Okay, Im up.
Is that my genius over here?
Is that my genius?
I need you to take the kids
to school this morning.
- I would, but Im supposed to work out.
- Wh
RELIC
a screenplay by Amy Holden Jones
based on the book by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child
March 16, 1995
TITLE CARD... BELEM BRAZIL - JULY...
EXT. BELEM STREETS - NIGHT
A taxi careens down narrow roadways at breakneck speeds.
INT. TAXI - NIGHT
In the back seat is WHITTLESLEY. Early 40s, the wreck of a once
handsome man. Unshaven. Sweat stained. Rail thin. Scratches on his
arms, a fresh scar
Downtown L.A. Noon on a hot summer day. On an EXTREME LONG LENS the lunchtime crowd stacks up into a wall of humanity. In SLOW MOTION they move in herds among the glittering rows of cars jammed bumper to bumper. Heat ripples distort the torrent of faces. The image is surreal, dreamy... and like a dream it begins very slowly to...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. CITY RUINS - NIGHT
Same spot as the last shot, bu
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
The sun shines brightly on the classic facade of the main library at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street. In the adjacent park area, pretty hustlers and drug peddlers go about their business.
FRONT STEPS
A few people lounge on the steps flanked by the familiar stone lions.
INT. MAIN READING ROOM - DAY
People are dotted throughout the room sitting at the long oak tables polished by decades of use. Readin
A Texas Ranger patrol car pulls into the parking lot and a real live Texas Ranger, EARL MCGRAW, steps out. McGraw is in full ranger uniform - button shirt, cowboy hat, boots, mirrored shades, tin star and a colt revolver on his hip.
Its about an hour and a half before sundown and McGraw is off duty for the day.
The only other car in the parking lot is a 1975 Plymouth
(Charley Varricks car).
INT.
CLARENCE WORLEY, a young hipster hepcat, is trying to pick up an older lady named LUCY. She isnt bothered by him, in fact, shes a little charmed. But, you can tell, that she isnt going to leave her barstool.
CLARENCE
In "Jailhouse Rock" hes everything rockabillys about. I mean he is rockabilly: mean, surly, nasty, rude. In that movie he couldnt give a fuck about anything except rockin and rollin,
THREE KINGS
a screenplay by
David O. Russell
Story by
John Ridley and David O. Russell
Draft Date: 6/22/98
FADE IN:
EXT. IRAQI DESERT - DAY
WIDE ANGLE POV of wide open desert, flat grey sky.
THE CAMERA is running forward, toward a big sand berm in the
distance. There are O.S. sounds: SOLDIERS EQUIPMENT
CLANKING, BOOTS RUNNING ON SAND. Hear a MANs BREATHING.
The back of his helmeted head and his u