The Number 23 Script
A week ago,
the only thing I thought was
Out of the ordinary was
that it was my birthday.
Sorry.
Im just bored.
Oh.
Unit 5, come in.
Unit 5, come in.
Do you read me, unit 5?
Of course, things
didnt really start here.
Ill have a blue...
How do I look?
- The truth?
- I look like a rock star, dont I?
- You look great.
- Hey, whats going on with you?
- What?
- Why are you acting
Stars in the black of space. PAN DOWN to sapphire blue sky, the brighter stars still shining through. Its Arctic midnight, the weak sun tiny on the distant horizon. We skim along the water, in and around looming glacial cliffs-- The top of an iceberg pushes through the waters surface. Carved into the ice is a single mammoth word:
G o d z i l l a
We continue past, along the ocean, and discover:
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
The Hollow Man
written by Andrew W. Marlowe
Red Wagon
Prods.
Revised Draft
6/26/98
FADE IN:
On complete darkness.
A SMALL DOOR swings open.
A circle of light reveals that we I re looking down the
length of a tube. At the far end of the tube, we see a
gloved hand dangling a rat. The hand shoves the
frightened rat into the tube and closes the door behind
it. The rat s stark white fur bristle
That really stuck with me, and when I was eight I told her I had a feeling I was supposed to return the favour.
She was so happy, she cried.
My dad just wanted to know if working for God came with dental.
Now, Jakes sense of a calling might not have gelled as early as mine.
Religion was really more of a hobby for him at first.
Got it. Got it. Need it. Need it.
Got it. Got it. Need it. Got it.
Jak
FADE IN: "Mr. Sandman" plays as the camera pans through trees to the front of the house that Laurie Strode is babysitting at. We cut into the house:
LAURIE
(to the kids:)
I want you to listen to me. I want you to go out the house, and down the street to the McKinseys house,I want you to knock on their door. I want you to tell them to call the police and send them over here.Alright? Now do as I sa
THE WILLIAM MUNNY KILLINGS
INT. ALICES ROOM - NIGHT
NIGHT IN ALICES ROOM. A little bit of moonlight coming in
through the tiny window might make a highlight here and
there but thats about all. Words begin to crawl across the
screen:
WRITTEN WORDS (crawl)
Of good family, albeit one of
modest means, she was a comely
young woman and not without
prospects. Therefore it was at
once heartbreaking and a
Slow motion. Armed troops in black uniforms pour out of unmarked vans and swarm across a lawn in a middle class residential neighborhood. Yuppie neighbours look on in shock, confused. Two of the troops carry a battering ram to the front door of a white two-storey house. A leashed Rottweiler snarls and barks. In position, their comrades point M-16s into first-floor windows, ready to be ambushed. P
Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius Script
You better have a look at this, sir.
- Commercial flight. - No. Too fast, sir.
- One of our own? - Air Force has nothing scheduled.
Weve got ourselves a bogey.
Orange Leader to Delta Group, anticipate visual contact...
now.
Holy cow pie!
Hi. Nice antiques.
Gotta blast.
Fusion mix, stable. Engines cycling at one million gigajoules.
Cool. We didnt blow up.
Great.
Ji
One True Thing Script
Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
Let go! Let go! Stop!
Damn. Richard Ellespeare died.
- He was a professor of mine at Harvard. - No!
- He was a novelist, humanitarian. - Hey, hey, back there.
- Published eight novels, including the best seller... - Stop it! Quit it!
Hopes Way, for which he won the Pulitzer Prize.
- What kind of man was this? - A man who pursues excellence and noth