fire...
...the showroom packed with them leggy
ladies prancing in their patrician pants.
It was turn-on plus. My brother Charles had
built the top fashion company of its time.
Me? I was lucky to be part of it...
...never having a second thought
about returning to La La Land.
Why should I?
In New York, I was a celebrity.
From debutante, to starlet, to model.
There I was on their most-wanted list.
protective.
You could say overly protective.
I just like to think she cared about me.
Which she did, a lot.
And I was a member of the chess team.
And whenever we had chess tournaments,
I had to wear a protective helmet.
I had to wear a football helmet.
Now, who knows what she was thinking?
Maybe she thought
we might have fallen...
...and impaled our heads on a pointy
bishop or something, I dont k
fire.
- lll lead off. You follow. - This is no sim, rookie !
Well stand down and wait for backup.
Hershey and Brisco in position outside Heavenly Haven !
Were under fire from the upper floors. Request backup.
Cell "B" in Heavenly Haven, on the corner of Abbott and Costello.
Request backup.
Holy crud ! Hes a sitting duck out there.
He knows what hes doing.
l am... the Law !
Drop... your weapons !
protect society. Thank
you.
Applause as Helen warily checks for the TWO COPS. They are
carefully casing the crowd.
CUT TO:
LATER:
The crowd is breaking up. FIRST COP walks HELEN to the
ladies room. People reach to shake Helens hand; she copes
as well as she can with her fear. THEY LEAVE THE STAGE
THROUGH A DOOR OPENING TO A CORRIDOR LEADING BACK TO
DRESSING ROOMS AND A LADIES ROOM...
CUT TO:
INT
fired, effective in two weeks.
The news was broken to him
by Max Schumacher,
who was the president
of the news divisin at UBS.
The two old friends got properly pissed.
I was at CBS with Ed Murrow in .
Must have been then.
I was NBC, uh, associate producer.
Morning news. I was
just a kid, years old.
Anyway...
anyway, they were building the lower
level of the George Washington Bridge.
We were doing
comprehensive.
- Excepting Acts of God.
Theres the thing. It doesnt say
anywhere what an Act of God is.
Its because its widely understood.
Its acts of natural destruction like tidal waves.
Locusts, pillars of fire, plagues of boils,
that kind of thing.
Gods not in charge of that stuff anymore.
With science we can forecast the weather now.
- Im sorry.
- Youre sorry? Ive lost my work, my home.
My
FIRE around the ships
skin, blowing away non-essentials that hinder aerodynamics --
including big deep-space drives. But this last separation puts
the ship into a dangerous roll.
INT. FLIGHT DECK - DAY
Out the windscreen, cloud strata roll vertiginously. Fry throws
actuators...
EXT. SHIP - PLANETS ATMOSPHERE - DAY
And airbrakes deploy. She manages to kill the roll. But the
ships still coming in n
fires a
piton into a tree, hooks one end of his rope to it, hooks
the other end of the rope to the next piton in the gun and
aims across the clearing at a tree. Blam! Perfect shot.
The rope is stretched from tree to tree across the clearing.
Deakins grabs the rope and hand-over-hand across the booby
trapped clearing, feet only inches from skeletons and traps.
DEAKINS
A little low, Connie.
CONRAD
fire and some violence,
but if we were more often able to
ensure justice, after the fact,
then criminals would truly have
something to fear from law
enforcement.
HIGH CONSTABLE
Have they nothing to fear presently?
ICHABOD
Without disrespect, look around you.
(motioning to cells)
We overflow. As do our courts.
HIGH CONSTABLE
And, with disrespect, Constable,
if jails and courts overflow, it is
test
fire, screams . . .
EXTERIOR. CITY. DAY.
And now we are over the city, coming in toward a particular street in the affluent suburbs of New Delhi . . . there are a few cars (it is 1948), and we are closing on a milling crowd near the entrance to one of the larger homes.
We see saris, Indian tunics, a sprinkling of "Gandhi" caps, several tongas (two-wheeled, horse-drawn taxis) . . . the shreds of s