Lost In Translation Script
[ Traffic Noises, Faint ]
[ Plane Passing Overhead ]
[ Woman On P.A. System
Speaking Japanese ]
[ Woman On P.A.]
Welcome to New Tokyo
International Airport. Welcome.
- Welcome to Tokyo.
- Thank you very much.
My name is Kawasaki.
Nice to meet you.
Ive heard of you. Thank you.
For you.
Thank you.
And Mr. Mori
from Suntory.
Hi.
And Miss Shibata.
Hey, I need that.
And Mr.
Money Talks Script
My first...
my last...
my everything.
And the answer to...
all my dreams.
Youre my sun...
my moon...
my guiding star.
Sing!
Thats what you are.
I know...
theres only...
only one like you.
Theres no way...
they could have made two.
They couldnt have made two!
You the only one!
Youre all Im living for.
Your love Ill keep forevermore.
Youre the first.
Youre the last.
My everything
He is a bespectacled man in his thirties, hale but somewhat bookish. He stands, tuxedoed, in the wings of a theater, looking out at the stage, listening intently to end of a performance.
In the shadows behind him an old stagehand leans against a flat, expressionlessly smoking a cigarette, one hand on a thick rope that hangs from the ceiling.
The voices of the performing actors echo in from the of
HEATHERS
An Original Screenplay
by
Daniel Waters
FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT
Registered WGAW
February 8, 1988
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS
SOFT COPY.
FADE IN:
EXT. SAWYERS BACKYARD--DAWN
Elegiac music murmurs as three female and barefoot PAIRS OF
LEGS in skirts break from tableau to gently engage in Croquet.
A blue
RENT
by Jonathan Larson
??
(The audience enters in the theatre to discover a stage bare of curtains.
At stage left looms a metal sculpture intended to represent: [a] a totem
pole/Christmas tree that stands in an abandoned lot, [b] a wood burning
stove with a snaky chimney that is at the center of MARK and ROGERs
loft apartment, and [c] in Act II, a church steeple. On stage the
five-musician band
Italian Job Script
(car engine)
(man) Questi giorni,
quando viene il bel sole
On days like these,
when skies are blue
And fields are green
I look around
and think about what might have been
And then I hear sweet music
float around my head
As I recall
the many things we left unsaid
Its on days like these
that I remember
Singing songs and drinking wine
While your eyes played games
with mine
On days
"GODS AND MONSTERS"
Screenplay
by
Bill Condon
Based on the novel
"Father of Frankenstein"
by
Christopher Bram
May 30, 1997
SHOOTING DRAFT
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "SCENE OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR
THIS SOFT COPY.
FADE IN:
MAIN TITLES BEGIN
Writhing pools of light and dark, out of which emerge images
from "The Bride of Frankenstein," direc
Mephisto Script
lll give my heart just to one man
The greatest love since time began
Hell come my way and hell be strong
And he will sing me loves sweet song
- What happened Mr. H gen?
- What do you want?
l dont need you now!
Go to hell!
Were invited to a boring banquet.
Sorry, but we have to leave now.
Cant you sit with us, Dora?
No, wer e much too late.
Sorry, good evening.
l wanted to say you
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