Jarhead Script
A story.
A man fires a rifle
for many years...
and he goes to war.
And afterward,
he turns the rifle in
at the armory...
and he believes
hes finished with the rifle.
But no matter what else
he might do with his hands...
love a woman, build a house...
change his sons diaper...
his hands remember the rifle.
You are no longer black,
or brown, or yellow or red!
You are now green!
You a
Tomorrow Never Dies
Screenplay
by
Bruce Feirstein
(for educational purposes only)
FADE IN ON:
EXT. DESOLATE MOUNTAIN RANGE - HIGH ANGLE - DAWN
Super: THE KHYBER PASS, AFGHANISTAN
Were looking down at what used to be called "The End of the Known
World." A landscape that is both beautiful, and forbidding.
In the center of this vista, there is a deep ravine.
Pushing in on the ravine, there appears t
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
Slow motion. Armed troops in black uniforms pour out of unmarked vans and swarm across a lawn in a middle class residential neighborhood. Yuppie neighbours look on in shock, confused. Two of the troops carry a battering ram to the front door of a white two-storey house. A leashed Rottweiler snarls and barks. In position, their comrades point M-16s into first-floor windows, ready to be ambushed. P
Jesus Camp Script
What you want,
when you want it.
[When you want it]
KMBZ on demand.
From the voice of Kansas City,
news radio.
Sandra Day OConnor,
the first woman ever deserved
n High Court has turned in
her letter of resignation
ring her to High
Court to an end.
Lets go to
the White House.
Good morning.
I directed my staff
to compile information
and recommend from my review,
potential nominees
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
arming. He stops at the front door and
grabs the doorknob. Before he turns the knob, he peeks
through the eye hole on the door.
EXT. HOUSE - DEREKS EYE POV
THE BLACK GUARD carelessly turns toward the driveway to
see whats taking his partner so long with the wires.
INT. HOUSE - DEREK AT THE DOOR
The guard has his back to him. Derek goes.
EXT. HOUSE - THE DUEL
Derek throws open the door and the bla
HEATHERS
An Original Screenplay
by
Daniel Waters
FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT
Registered WGAW
February 8, 1988
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS
SOFT COPY.
FADE IN:
EXT. SAWYERS BACKYARD--DAWN
Elegiac music murmurs as three female and barefoot PAIRS OF
LEGS in skirts break from tableau to gently engage in Croquet.
A blue
South Park:
Bigger, Longer and Uncut
By
Trey Parker
Matt Stone
&
Pam Brady
FADE IN:
Very happy, Disneyesque MUSIC swirls in.
PAN DOWN from a pretty blue sky, to a small quaint town
nestled in the hills. A wooden sign tells us this is South
Park.
EXT. SOUTH PARK AVENUE - DAY
Birds fly into the air, TOWNSPEOPLE smile to each other as
they walk by.
It is a scene reminiscent of, if not directly rippe
The sun shines brightly on the classic facade of the main library at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street. In the adjacent park area, pretty hustlers and drug peddlers go about their business.
FRONT STEPS
A few people lounge on the steps flanked by the familiar stone lions.
INT. MAIN READING ROOM - DAY
People are dotted throughout the room sitting at the long oak tables polished by decades of use. Readin