A high AERIAL SHOT of the island features the Statue of Liberty prominently in the foreground then TRAVELS ACROSS the harbor, OVER the Battery and Lower Manhattan to Greenwich Village.
EXT. EAST 77TH STREET - DAY
A car is being hoisted up by a municipal tow truck while its owner is having a terrible screaming argument with a parking enforcement officer. DANA BARRETT comes home pushing a baby bugg
Silent and endless. The stars shine like the love of God... cold and remote. Against them drifts a tiny chip of technology.
CLOSER SHOT
It is the NARCISSUS, lifeboat of the ill-fated star-freighter Nostromo. Without interior or running lights it seems devoid of life. The PING of a RANGING RADAR grows louder, closer. A shadow engulfs the Narcissus. Searchlights flash on, playing over the tiny ship
Of glowing honey-colored stones. Their shapes ABSTRACT as THE CAMERA EXAMINES air bubbles and crystalline patterns.
MOVING UP AND OVER this amber abstraction, the CAMERA FINDS unusual shapes and imperfections caught in the glassy stone: flecks of dirt, hairs, cracks. STILL MOVING. STARBURSTS OF LIGHT ricochet off the different surfaces of the stones.
CAMERA TURNS along a creamy stretch of amber.
Luther Script
Help me: Dont let me die
like a dog on this road:
Dont let me die:
Ill become a monk:
Ill become a monk:
Ill give myself to God:
Ill give myself to God:
Ill give myself to You:
Ill give myself to You:
Just spare me: Spare me:
Just help me:
Your fathers here.
Hes brought
the whole family.
Hes leaving.
Father, please stay for supper:
Father:
Your first Mass,
and you crap yourself:
I h
National Treasure Script
Grandpa!
Youre not supposed to be up here,
looking at that.
I just wanted to know.
Well, youre old enough, I suppose.
You should know the story.
OK, here we go.
It was 1832 .
On a night much like this.
Charles Carroll was the last surviving
signer of the Declaration of Independence.
He was also a member
of a secret society known as the Masons.
And he knew he was dying.
He
Silence. Norland Park, a large country house built in the early part of the eighteenth century, lies in the moonlit parkland.
2 INT. NORLAND PARK. MR DASHWOODS BEDROOM. NIGHT.
In the dim light shed by candles we see a bed in which a MAN (MR DASHWOOD, 52) lies his skin waxy, his breathing laboured. Around him two silhouettes move and murmur, their clothing susurrating in the deathly hush. DOCTORS.
Silence. Gradually the sound of distant traffic becomes audible. A LOW ANGLE bounded on one side by a chain-link fence and on the other by the one-story public school buildings. Spray-can hieroglyphics and distant streetlight shadows. This is a Los Angeles public school in a blue collar neighborhood.
ANGLE BETWEEN SCHOOL BUILDINGS
Where a trash dumpster looms in a LOW ANGLE, part of the clutter b
TRAIN WHEELS grinding against track, slowing. FOLDING TABLE LEGS scissoring open. The LEVER of a train door being pulled. NAMES on lists on clipboards held by clerks moving alongside the tracks.
CLERKS (V.O.)
몭 Rossen 몭 Lieberman 몭 Wachsberg 몭
BEWILDERED RURAL FACES coming down off the passenger train. FORMS being set out on the folding tables. HANDS straightening pens and pencils and ink
No Country For Old Men Script
I was sheriff of this county
when I was 25 years old.
Hard to believe.
My grandfather was a lawman.
Father too.
Me and him was sheriffs at the same
time, him up in Plano and me out here.
I think hes pretty proud of that.
I know I was.
Some of the old-time sheriffs
never even wore a gun.
Folks find that hard to believe.
Jim Scarborough never carried one.
Thats the you
POINT BREAK
by James Cameron & Kathryn Bigelow
From the Screenplay by
W. Peter Iliff
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FADE IN:
We are in the belly of a wave.
Light refracts in a constant collision of water.
SLOW MOTION, the hallucinatory prisms, like liquid
diamonds taking flight, dreamlike...
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EXT. OCEAN - DUSK
Backlit against a flaming sun a solitary SURFER glides
across the green glassy peak. TIME IS STRETCHED until h