As the C-130 coasts to a stop, the hatch rotating down on a hot, dusty lifeless airstrip somewhere in Vietnam. Nothing seems to live or move in the midday sun.
TITLES RUN
A DOZEN NEW RECRUITS step off the plane, unloading their duffel bags, looking around like only the new can look around, their hair regulation-clipped, crisp, new green fatigues fitting them like cardboard.
CHRIS TAYLOR is just a
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
The Manchurian Candidate Script
- Joint raided!
- No, no.
Its just our Raymond,
our loveable Sergeant Shaw.
All right, lets go, you men! Come on!
- Lets go!
- Come on, Sarge. Gertrude buy you beer.
Whats the matter him?
Im afraid our Saint Raymond,
he dont approve.
Well, maybe hes got a girl
back home or something.
Him? Our Raymond? Are you kidding?!
- Silvers, how about the robe?
- What do you m
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 Karate Kid Script
Dont forget to tell Uncle Louie I left
the red wine and Parmesan in the fridge.
I love you. Bye-bye.
- Bye, Judy.
- Send me a picture.
Ill be back soon. Dont worry about it.
- Be careful, now.
- Bye.
- Take it easy, now.
- Bye.
"California, here we come"
Whats wrong? Dont you like my singing?
I dont like the song.
Youre going to love California.
You get up in the morning...
Wes Cravens
A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET
1A. INT. (MONTAGE). 1A.
NIGHTMARE MUSIC THEME begins as we FADE UP on a SERIES OF SHOTS,
all CLOSE and teasing.
-- A mans FEET, in shabby work shoes, stalking
through a junk bin in a dark, fire-lit, ash-
dusted place. A huge BOILER ROOM is what it
is, although we only glimpse it piecemeal.
Then we SEE a MANS HAND, dirty and nail-bitten,
reach INTO FRAME and p
Fifty Dead Men Walking Script
His name is Martin McGartland...
and when I met him, he was an unemployed
Catholic hood selling stolen goods.
Now, these are a guarantee for action,
all for a couple of quid, like?
-T ake yourself off.
-well, would you have a dollar?
See, now, I had you down for
something a wee bit silky...
-Oh, not again.
-Oh, come on, its sexy...
Martin helped support his family.
I
Ladykillers Script
The earth
Is in a blaze
The world
Is in a maze
The way
Of life today
Is strange and odd
What happened
Across the sea
May come
To you and me
Whoa. come
Let us go back
To God
Go back
- To God
- Oh. come on
Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- Come on
- Lets go back to God
- Let us go back
- Lets go back to God
- I know the way
- Lets go back to God
- Witho
SNOW FALLING ON CEDARS
Screenplay by Ron Bass and Scott Hicks
Based on the novel by David Guterson
May 4, 1998
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS
SOFT COPY.
EXT. THE SUSAN MARIE, SHIP CHANNEL BANK - NIGHT
Fog. Penetrated only by sound. The LAPPING of sea at a
drifting hull. Tendrils of mist part, revealing...
...a f