Dracula 2000 Script
[Woman singing]
[Thunder]
[Squeaks]
[Bell chimes]
[Bell chimes]
[Bell chimes]
[Horse nickers]
[Bell chimes]
[Man talking indistinctly]
SIMON: Granted, the craftsmanships...
not on a par with the Italians...
but for Eastern Europe, its not bad.
He assures me its th Century...
but these materials, maybe early th.
The guy wanted for it...
till he found out who was buying.
Then he
fire here.
Really, you are uncommonly good.
Sorry, sir.
Mrs Barrie wanted me to remind you
that the plays begun.
- Though I imagine you know that.
- They hate it.
- Sir?
- Its like a dentists office out there. Why?
- I wouldnt say they hate it, sir.
- What do you think? Do you like it?
- Ive just been hired here, sir.
- Yes or no? Im not bothered.
- Im not really qualified to...
- Do you like it?
fire.
Seven people were killed before
Malnick turned the gun on himself...
... and shot a hole
through his head.
Representatives of radio personality
Jack Lucas expressed regret.
No formal comment has been made.
Neighbours said Malnick was
quiet and lived alone.
His neighbour for years said,
"You scarcely knew he was there."
But few will soon forget
this lonely man...
... who reached out to a wor
fire.
Those tanks are flammable!
Ryan, Neil, lets go!
-What are you doing?
-Theres a life form.
-Not in years.
-There is now.
Life form or not, lm taking you in.
Arrest me. But lm not
leaving without that life form.
lts one of those days.
Captain, the transport wont wait
for us much longer.
-l understand that.
-lts in bad shape.
Tell me were not
risking our necks for this plant!
Really, its a wee
protected.
- Get fuckin back. - No.
I couldnt have that on my conscience.
See?
Lifes a negotiation. Its all give and take.
Im sorry I cost you your job.
Im oh, so sorry.
And yes, yes, and...
- Everything I did... why? - To help the workingman.
- Youre fuckin A. - And Im a workingman. Sos Jimmy.
Just the same as you. You gotta eat, I gotta eat.
I got no desire what I do hurts you.
You got a beef w
protect.
A Van Holden getting expelled from Harvard.
No way.
Ive got a little more at stake here, Matt.
Buckner.
Come on, man.
My dad is definitely gonna get re-elected.
When I graduate, Ill totally hook you up.
Thanks, bro.
Youre really saving my ass.
Youve reached Carl Buckner. Im currently
on assignment in Kabul and Im unreachable.
Leave a message
at the foreign correspondents desk
at the Wash
fire
to this dump.
Just cause were pretty,
everybodys jealous.
Its like a prison here.
Even at Christmas,
its like a prison.
Dont even mention
Christmas, Chicklette.
My parents are gonna
be real sore...
if I dont get
them cha-cha heels.
I asked, and I better get.
I never get enough
Christmas presents.
Everybodys so damn cheap.
I should be getting a lot...
and Im gonna take it all back
and get the
fire, exploded.
Huh.
Matches just went off?
Yeah, it had something to do
with spontaneous friction, I guess.
They just went off.
Im standing in line for a movie
and all of the sudden--
Like that!
Scared the shit out of me.
I had a third-degree burn on my leg
this close to my dick.
That was a brand-new
pair of jeans too.
I thought about suing
that matchbook company too.
What are you gonna do,
you
Excuse me, sir.
- Its all right.
Now that youve studied the Caine
up close, do you like her better?
- The tour was very interesting.
- Is the ship too messy for you?
The question is,
"Is this mess a ship?"
Its decent of you to join us.
I didnt think you had time.
Even the greatest of
literary artists gets hungry.
Pull up a chair, Tom, and
cast some pearls before the swine.
I have to protect
protective goggles, Luke Skywalker notices something in the sky. He takes a pair of electrobinoculars from his utility belt and through them sees smoke rising from where the probe robot has crashed. The wind whips at Lukes fur-lined cap and he activates a comlink transmitter. His Tauntaun shifts and moans nervously beneath him.
LUKE
(into comlink)
Echo Three to Echo Seven. Han, old buddy, do you