Nighthawks Script
You talk, we cut your face, hear?
Your purse. Put it in my hand, bitch.
I said put it in my hand!
You busted my mouth!
- Come on, he-man.
- Ill cut you, man.
I got the hots for ya.
Drop it. Drop it!
Drop it!
You got one more shot to drop it, man.
- Ill cut you, man.
- Come on, badass.
Come on. Cut me, badass.
Come on. Come for me.
Come on.
Come on! Come on, badass.
You got the r
Orange County Script
Mr Marcus Skinner,
care of the English Department,
Stanford University.
Dear Mr Skinner...
My name is Shaun Brumder,
and I think youre a total genius.
I Iive in California,
in a place called Orange County.
A year ago, I was just
another Orange County surfer,
spending my days
at the beach with my buddies...
...playing volleyball...
Spike it, Shaun!
...spending my nights
around
Mondo Cane Script
MONDO CANE
...to neglect
your respectable engagements
and to be here with us,
remembering and celebrating
one of the many children
that this generous land
gave to the world
of culture and art.
Rodolfo Guglielmi,
a son of this land...
We are at Castellaneta,
in the province of Taranto,
where Mister Semeraro,
vice minister
of the cultural affairs,
is commemorating the honorable
c
THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE
By
David Self
Revisions by
Michael Tolkin
Based on the Novel
by Shirley Jackson
11/10/98
Initial Shooting Script
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS.
THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS SOFT COPY.
BEGIN MAIN TITLE SEQUENCE.
At the very edge of hearing, the tone of human VOICES.
Unintelligible, babbling, eerie. Then a loud FLAPPING SOUND.
It shifts fro
Silent and endless. The stars shine like the love of God... cold and remote. Against them drifts a tiny chip of technology.
CLOSER SHOT
It is the NARCISSUS, lifeboat of the ill-fated star-freighter Nostromo. Without interior or running lights it seems devoid of life. The PING of a RANGING RADAR grows louder, closer. A shadow engulfs the Narcissus. Searchlights flash on, playing over the tiny ship
"TREASURE HUNTER"
FADE IN:
EXT. CARIBBEAN ISLAND -- DAY
A secluded island surrounded by bright blue-green water.
Sand untouched by footprints, this place has been forgotten.
A mountain with the vague image of a skull on its craggy
face grows out of the jungle.
A seaplane zooms overhead, pontoons skimming the water until
they slide onto wet sand.
EXT. BEACH -- DAY
Two sets of BOOTS mar the smooth
Are We There Yet Script
Mom says we have to be polite
to her dates...
...and we will
if he makes it to the door.
- Merry Christmas, sucker.
- And dont come back for Kwanzaa.
Think youre going out
with our mama?
Im gonna get you two.
Get me out of here!
Lindsey, you really think Dads
coming back?
Any day now. But until then,
we have to keep Mom available.
Problem is, shes just too pretty.
That jus
STAR WARS : EPISODE 1
THE PHANTOM MENACE
"A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...."
A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the MAIN TITLE,
followed by a ROLL UP, which crawls up into infinity.
"EPISODE 1 THE PHANTOM MENACE"
"Turmoil has engulfed the Galactic Republic. The taxation of
trade routes to outlaying star systems is in dispute. Hoping
to resolve the matter with a blockad
JFK
FADE IN:
Credits run in counterpoint through a 7 to 10 minute sequence of
documentary images setting the tone of John F. Kennedys Presidency and
the atmosphere of those tense times, 1960 through 1963. An omniscient
narrators voice marches us through in old time Pathe newsreel fashion.
VOICE
January, 1961 - President Dwight D. Eisenhowers
Farewell Address to the Nation -
EISENHOWER ADDRES
"THE BASE"
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EXT. BORDER CHECKPOINT -- DAY
Cars filled with tourists move slowly through the checkpoint
into Mexico. On the American side: clean uncrowded streets.
??
EXT. TIAJUNA, MEXICO -- DAY
But just across the border: crowds, garbage everywhere,
buildings crammed together on pot holed streets. It seems
darker, more dangerous. Everything has a touch of evil.
??
EXT. STRIP CLUB -- DAY
A honky