thought I was
gonna run out on you.
No. You know a good thing
when you see it.
Hey, Mary.
They want you down in the kitchen.
I was about to give Mr. Baker
his high colonic.
-What?
-Dont worry, Ill do it for you.
Dewey, would you? But try not to tear
anything like you did last time. Bye.
-Hey!
-Dont worry.
Shes just kidding.
Actually, enemas are my specialty.
What a luxury to be picked up.
How was
thought.
It wasnt going to happen to me.
Tell me,
do you know the difference...
between a bIack man
and a nigger?
Most niggers dont.
Next, pIease.
Good morning. Have a seat.
So tell me, Officer Winston...
whats the difference...
between a bIack man
and a nigger?
Who the fuck do you think
youre taIking to?
Right. Thanks for coming in.
So, Officer Stevens...
tell me, do you know
the difference...
b
disease spreads out of controI.
You do the same thing.
At Ieast I can see what Im deaIing with.
This other shit creeps me out.
I hate germs and....
Diseases.
What about bugs?
I pretty much hate them too.
-You know you sIeep with bugs?
-What?
You sIeep with bugs.
No, I dont, actually.
Yeah, you do. Everyone does.
Dust mites. Theyre in your carpets,
in your bed.
They Iook Iike IittIe Iobsters.
In f
thought Id best leave it home.
Miss Cerberus, youre looking inviting today.
I expected you before this.
Mr. Dragon does not like to be kept waiting.
The impatient albino!
I dont think Mr. Dragons affliction is a joking matter.
I thought it was rather humorous, myself.
A spy network run by a bloodless freak who cant stand light or cold.
Or germs! Are you healthy?
- Shall I turn my head and cough?
Dangerous Beauty Script
"We danced our youth
in a dreamed-of city
Venice
Paradise proud and pretty
We lived for love and lust and beauty
Pleasure then our only duty
Floating then twixt heaven and earth
And drunk on plentys blessed mirth
We thought ourselves eternal then
Our glory sealed by Gods own pen
But paradise we found is always frail
Against mans fear will always fail. "
Is anything wrong,
thought
shed be the one to do me in?
Here, b, take a swallow.
It needs Tabasco.
Oh, my God. How?!
How could she do it?
She was supposed to be the good one!
You know how long
I was in labor with her?
- Two hours, not even.
- Well, it felt longer!
- Never speak to Time magazine.
- That writer probably trumped that up.
Those Yankees like to make us out
to be alligator-wrestling bigots.
You should ca
thought he was an ltalian widow.
Every action has a cause. The universe
exists, therefore it has a cause.
It follows God created the universe,
therefore He exists.
And yet Spinoza didnt believe
in the Holy Trinity.
- Spinoza was a Jew.
- Whats a Jew?
You never saw a Jew?
Here. I have some sketches.
- There are Jews.
- No kidding.
- They all have these horns?
- No, this is the Russian Jew.
The Ger
thought you wanted to.
Not me. How about you?
-We can do it tomorrow.
-Yeah.
Nope.
After Ginas party, l doubt it.
Monday.
Department meeting. Goes late.
Tuesday.
Yeah, lets shoot for Tuesday.
That was nice.
lts always nice.
Lipstick. Yeah.
Where are you going?
To do my taxes and learn Spanish.
-l need to sleep, Elliott.
-You can sleep here, you know.
No, l cant. Youre always drawing me.
You waste
Gaslight Script
Help!
Help! Police!
Dont see no one taking that house
yet awhile.
Nor me.
Blimey, it works.
Nancy, hurry. Theyre coming along now.
I saw the cab down the square.
Walk quickly. Thats a girl.
- Good afternoon, Nancy.
- Good afternoon, maam.
- Good afternoon, sir.
- Good afternoon.
What a beautiful voice he has, hasnt he?
Those are the Mallens from Number 12.
- Yes. I thought we migh
Disease crept into Manhattan
like a thief in the night, claiming its
first hundred victims before it was even
classified.
INT. HOSPITAL - NIGHT - FLOATING SHOT
We FLOAT through a long hospital ward.
Past ROWS of illuminated oxygen tents, pulsating softly in
the dark like cocoons of light.
ANCHORMAN (VO)
Most were children under ten.
TRACK past tents. BODIES OF SMALL CHILDREN inside, wrapped
in wh