middle-age, lost his way. And so he has. His name is WILL
ROBINSON.
He takes a steel trolley, wheels it through a set of swing doors and out of
sight.
CLOSED CIRCUIT TV SCREEN
features the image of one of the scientists we recognize from the autopsy.
Shes in her 30s - attractive, long hair left loose on her shoulders, an
air of authority about her. Her name is BILLIE RAE DIAMOND. She is a
Profess
middle-aged barber,
CHOLLY, is doing most of the talking.
CHOLLY
After I hit the number that woman wasnt no good
to me at all.
The men laugh.
ANGLE - Shorty pries open the can of lye, whiffs it. Its good and
strong. He pours some in the mason jar, stirring with the wooden
spoon. He cracks the eggs into the mixture and stirs. He waits as
fumes rise and feels the outside of the jar as it gets
middle-aged people, and black masks signified the elderly.
- There are twelve traditional characters in Hahoe talchum.
The nine that still exist in the village are: Yangban (the aristocrat), Kaksi (the young woman or bride), Chung (the Buddhist monk), Choraengi (Yangban's clownish servant), Sonpi (the scholar), Imae (the foolish and jawless servant of Sonpi), Bune (the concubine), Bae
with shorter, humorous Kyogen pieces.
For celebration to knights in happy event, and prayer of long life and peace on governing class. (Merely, for common people’s pleasure)
- express either a frown or a smile
- naive innocence
- A pretty young woman
- wrinkle-like dimples
- Middle-aged
- the distraught mother who search her son
very refined
a quiet dignity
Old
middle-aged PRIEST loading
supplies into a small boat. He stops to watch the
childrens negotiations. Little JACQUES is putting his
flippers on.
JACQUES
Ok. Ill get it, but no fighting,
all right?
The two boys nod as they point to the coin.
JACQUES
Well split it.
FIRST BOY
You cant split a coin. Thats
stupid.
SECOND BOY
Hes right. Youre stupid.
The pope smiles.
JACQUES
Then well buy something and
SOUTH OF 57TH STREET - NIGHT
11:30 P.M. The area is deserted except for a few STROLLERS window-shopping the department stores. And way down near 55th Street, TWO roaring drunk middle-aged men, Howard Beale and MAX SCHUMACHER, reeling along and hooting it up. NARRATION continues OVER -
NARRATOR
- who was president of the News Division at UBS and an old friend. The two men got properly pissed -
woman leaning against the wing of a Piper Cub, her chest against the wings trailing edge, her arms spread out to each side, as though flying herself. As we get closer we see that her jacket is pulled open to expose one of her breasts, which rests on the metal of the wing.
CLOSEUP - Breast on metal.
CLOSEUP - Hard nipple and rivets.
CLOSEUP - WOMAN - CATHERINE
Early thirties, dark, short hair, sty
BODY OF EVIDENCE
by
Brad Mirman
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(second draft)
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Over the BLACK we hear the SOUNDS of two people making love. A
MANS VOICE MOANS passionately.
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FADE IN:
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INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
ANDREW MARSH lies on his back in bed. He is a frail-looking
man in his early sixties, with thinning gray hair. On top of
him is a much younger WOMAN. Although her back is to us, we
catch flashes of her face for a mom
woman by the van slip into a
Kevlar vest, drop a Colt .45 into a shoulder holster, and a
.38 into an ankle holster. She straightens up, approaches
the men and lays a street plan across the hood of one of
their cars.
STARLING
All right, everyone, pay attention.
Heres the layout -
BOLTON
Excuse me, Im Officer Bolton, DC Police.
STARLING
Yes, I can see that from your uniform
and badge, how do you do
greatest joke on Earth?
l dont think theyre always so comic.
Me too.
Well, many things in this world...
can be treated as tragedy
rather than comedy.
Such as old senators
who like pretty young women.
[Womans Voice] Also, lm free
to watch Gennie whenever you want.
Its no problem whatsoever.
- [Phone Rings]
- Hello?
- Can you do me a favor?
- Where are you? Yell me.
l forgot my contact lenses.
Can