Channel Five News.
Channel actually.
Whats up?
James Russell. How you doing?
Wonder if we can talk to you
on camera.
Julio, is that all right?
Whatever you want to do.
Lets roll it.
Speed.
-Wait a minute.
-Cut.
Let me straighten out my shit.
Im ready. Lets go.
Youre ready? You sure?
Im sure.
This is James Russell...
reporting on our city
and her crimes.
Im here talking
to the car wash hustler.
Yo
American Pie
by
Adam Herz
WHITE REVISION: 7/7/98
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "SCENE OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR
THIS SOFT COPY.
INT. JIMS BEDROOM - NIGHT
PAN across details in a bedroom...we see discarded
shirts...pants...socks...and hear
PORNO-CHANNEL CHICK (V.O.)
Oooh, yeah. Oh, baby, youre so good.
JIM (O.S.)
Yeah, Im the best, baby.
Now w
channel.
Hes loose on Deck C!
Red alert.
Seal off the deck!
Security,
converge on door seven!
Deadly force authorized.
Fire on sight!
There he is!
Security to Bridge.
Its in the ventilation system.
Hes headed for the power...
grid.
What was that?
I dont think hes
on the ship anymore.
Confirmed.
Hes taken a police cruiser.
Yeah... he took the red one.
Yee-haw!
Hmm?!
Thats it!
We got it.
We got it!
Great Falls
by
Adam Herz
WHITE REVISION: 7/7/98
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "SCENE OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR
THIS SOFT COPY.
INT. JIMS BEDROOM - NIGHT
PAN across details in a bedroom...we see discarded
shirts...pants...socks...and hear
PORNO-CHANNEL CHICK (V.O.)
Oooh, yeah. Oh, baby, youre so good.
JIM (O.S.)
Yeah, Im the best, baby.
Now we
walk away
from your father.
Jamie... can I come in?
So, champ...
Are those hands
registered weapons yet?
Oh, is this it? Wow!
This is really cool.
How do you do this? Like this?
No. I know. Like this.
What do you think?
How about this?
]Grunting]
Whaah! Yah!
Whoa!
Yah! Woo!
Nyah! Ha!
Ive done something
really stupid today.
JAMIE: I dont care.
Oh, come on, Jamie.
I hope this is not true...
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
Love And a .45 Script
announcer:...any similarities
to real people or events
is purely coincidental.
The Crime Channel.
All crime all the time.
Excuse me, son.
Where do you keep the anti-acids?
That aisle, right-hand side.
Third shelf from the bottom.
Thatll be $ . .
Arent you a little young
to be working the night shift...
...hombre?
I lied about my age.
How old are you, son?
Fourteen.
Shouldnt
cool, man.
Hey, why do I pay you when I should
have you arrested for loitering?
- You dont pay me.
- Well, now you know why, Sid.
Where are your pals, man?
Yeah.
Hey!
You got my stuff?
Yeah. Hi.
- Yeah.
- Hi.
This isnt a library...
...so its bucks to browse.
You got bucks?
Didnt bring any money today.
Yeah, well, whyd you come into
my store, then, asshole?
Hey.
Go browse in the Valley, kook.
Okay
cool and brisk in a white linen suit despite the heat. Never taking his eyes off Curly, he lights a cigarette using a lighter with a "nail" on his desk.
Curly, with another anguished sob, turns and rams his fist into the wall, kicking the wastebasket as he does. He starts to sob again, slides along the wall where his fist has left a noticeable dent and its impact has sent the signed photos of sev
finally goes under about 2:20am, 2 hours and 40 minutes after the collision. The bow section planes away, ending about half a mile away, going 20 or 30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. Brrrroo! Brrooo! Pretty cool, huh? OLD ROSE: Thank you for that fine forensic analysis, Mr. Bodine. Of course, the experience of it was somewhat different. BROCK: Will you share it with us? LIZZY: Im taking her