weights.
TAYLOR
Hey, go and sit next to Lisas friend.
TRACY
Tracey.
TAYLOR
Tracey, come and sit next to Harold. Hes
kinda shy, you know. Thats right...
thats right. Come around then.
TRACY
Hi.
HAROLD
Hi.
TAYLOR
Hello sailor.
TRACY
Thank you guys.
LISA
OK. Come on.
TAYLOR
Oh, come on. One drink. No, well go in
for one drink. Come on Harold, please...
please.
LISA
Hey you guys, comin i
The Organization Script
(muffled shouts)
This time were gonna drop you,
and lm not fooling.
(watchman groans)
(sirens)
Lieutenant, we found these
on the floor, near the window.
You heard the gate blow up
after you were hit. Sure?
Yes, sir. Whoever hit me
was already inside.
Put a trace on those in the morning.
Virgil, we can take this fella away.
Not just yet.
Any vehicles missing?
Maybe he blew
weight of Nells stare, checks her watch.
She nods at Lou. Lou rises, pocketing the coin set. Richie
follows him out.
JANE (contd)
Think about our offer, Nell. You dont
know how hard it is out there.
INT. NELLS KITCHEN - DAY
Nell rams through the door into the small kitchen, spotless,
empty. And then bursts into tears. Shaking, she digs in her
back pocket and pulls out a FINE FILIGREE NECKLACE. He
The camera is moving toward an Indian city. We are high and far away, only the sound of the wind as we grow nearer and nearer, and through the passing clouds these words appear:
No mans life can be encompassed in one telling. There is no way to give each year its allotted weight, to include each event, each person who helped to shape a lifetime. What can be done is to be faithful in spirit to the
organ playlng]
You look a little pale, Mitch.
You need to breathe.
Let a little blood up in your face there,
will ya?
- I dont want to breathe.
- You should be proud of yourself.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to land
a girl as sexually enlightened as Heidi is?
A girl like that comes around, what,
once every hundred years?
I wasnt looking for a girl like that.
Oolumbus wasnt looking for Amer
ORGANISM
Rivers, teeming with microscopic life thread like
spaghetti through a geography of living cells. Invaders.
Territory is overrun. The view is like an aerial recon
photo of an alien land -- at war.
SUPER: CATEGORY - FILOVIRUS
STRAIN - EBOLA ZAIRE (Z)
FATALITY - 88% KILL RATIO
SURVIVORS - 12% IMMUNE ANTIBODY
CURE NONE - NONE
MATCH DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. AERIAL POV - LANDSCAPE - AFRICAN TERRAIN -
weight.
Ive ruined my health for you...
with those diet pills
and diuretics.
And nothing from you...
not a word.
No support.
You dont notice me anymore.
You dont love me anymore.
Just the other day...
I dought a delightful outfit.
I put it on.
Just to please you.
Nothing.
Ill wind up in a nut house
if you continue.
Everythings possidle.
You dont love me anymore.
After so many years, you think
of
weight, but its not that heavy, and she holds it up
easily. It bobs its head, scarfs up the goldfish, and eats
it.
Enchanted, Cathy breaks into an enormous grin and returns her
hand, calling back over her shoulder.
CATHY (contd)
Mom! Dad! You gotta come see this!
I found something!
She turns back.
Thirty more compys have come out onto the sand. Theyre
standing there, bobbing anxiously, staring at
Man Bites Dog Script
MAN BITES DOG
(IT HAPPENED IN YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD)
Ive just finished
ballasting the corpse, see?
That means you fill it
with certain things because...
You may not be aware that
a corpse under water
swells up with air, see?
So it tends to float
to the surface.
You have to load it
with ballast so it sinks.
You weight it down with stones
and other heavy stuff.
Theres a ballast rat
organized semicircle of observers fifty yards
behind the Army. LOCALS from nearby towns perch in truck
beds and on car roofs, Budweiser and Fritos at hand, eyes
glued to the distant object.
The VIDEO CAMERA image climbs up onto the roof of a parked
local TV van, finds the object again in the distance,
zooms in, and waits, like everyone else.
Abruptly the VIDEO IMAGE contracts, becoming a box
CHRO