cold,
theres a comforter in the hall closet.
- Thanks, Mrs. Glover.
- Okay.
- Good night, Mom.
- Good night.
The Stones are coming in March.
Weve gotta get tickets.
We should go all three nights.
Dad?
Dad, its getting late.
My angel.
- You poor baby.
- Thanks.
Sure thing.
So...
...thats it, man.
Im like...
...the last of my kind now.
No, youre not.
I wish Id been with him.
Its all right.
Oh, mama
one?
In a walkup on Amsterdam Avenue,
or in a joint like this?
- I should say in a joint like this.
- Okay then, thats it.
We all work, so we combine what we
make and organize this marriage caper.
Class address, class background,
class characters.
- Nothing under six figures a year.
- Ive never heard anything so smart.
To catch a mouse, set a mousetrap.
So we set a bear trap.
- One of us has
cold syndrome.
○ 沈困睡多, 無名指第二節尖, 屈指, 取之, 灸一壯<綱目>
몹시 노곤하여 잠을 많이 잘 때에는 약손가락을 구부린 다음 둘째마디 끝에 혈을 잡아 뜸 1장을 뜬다[강목].
Doctors burn moxa on bending forth finger second joint one time.[GangMu]
○ 驚悸不得眠, 取陰交, 不得臥, 取浮郄<甲乙>
놀란 것처럼 가
감각기관(감각기계)
감각 (sensation)은 일반감각과 특수감각으로 나눈다. 일반감각 혹은 체성감각 (somatic sensation. general sense)은 warm, cold, Pain, touch, Pressure를 감지하며. 특수감각 (special sense)은 시각 (vision), 청각 (hearing), 미각 (taste), 후각 (smell)을 감지한다. 우리 몸에 들어오는 정보를 뇌에서 판단하고 느
cold ones neither. Then of course the
clouds come in...
Darrell mops his brow with a greasy rag. It doesnt so much
wipe the sweat as it does streak his forehead with dirt.
BOBBY
Look, Harlin, Ive got places to be.
DARRELL
Darrell--
BOBBY
OK. Darrell... Could you just take a look
at my radiator hose. Its busted.
Darrell is clearly upset at being cut off. He leans into the
car and looks at the engi
cold.
A mans got to do something
to keep warm.
KRIS: You ought
to be ashamed of yourself.
Dont you realize there are
thousands of children...
lining the streets
waiting to see you...
children who have been dreaming
of this moment for weeks?
Youre a disgrace to
the tradition of Christmas...
and I refuse to have you
malign me in this fashion.
Disgusting.
Tell me, whos in charge
of this parade?
MAN:
cold, a country where the inhabitants seldom speak. The head moves, the expression changes, but the eyes remain ever-fixed, unblinking, piercing empty space.
Travis is now drifting in and out of the New York City night life, a dark shadow among darker shadows. Not noticed , no reason to be noticed, Travis is one with his surroundings. He wears rider jeans, cowboy boots, a plaid western shirt and
joint is the joint.
Why didnt you come home
after you got out?
We havent had a home since Steve died.
Dont be such a dreamer, man.
My dreams are pure rock n roll.
- Go wash your hands for dinner.
- Okay, mama.
You little pigs.
Im going to tell your mothers on you.
Wait and see!
You tell em, Rosie!
Mom, what in hell are you doing here?
Working.
I came to take you out of this dump.
Not before we ma
THE THING
Screenplay by
Bill Lancaster
From the story "Who Goes There"
by Don A. Stuart
SECOND DRAFT
March 4, 1981
CAST
MACREADY 35. Helicopter pilot. Likes chess. Hates
the cold. The pay is good.
GARRY 46. The station manager. Stiff. Ex-army
officer. Wears a handgun.
CHILDS 33. Six-four. Two-fifty. Black. A
mechanic. Can be jolly. But dont mess.
BLAIR 50. Sensitive. Intelligent. Unassuming.
An a
Mumford Script
I got out of the truck in this two-bit town.
I got no money and no prospects.
What I need right now is a stiff drink,
a cold shower and a hot broad.
Ill take em in any order they come.
Oh, yeah, one other thing I need: An angle.
If it werent for bad luck,
I wouldnt have any luck at all.
Can I help you?
Either my luck had just changed,
or fate just bought me
another round of trouble