fill the lingering dark
far below. The wagon makes straight for them.
AND COMMODUS...
Riding on a seat on the front of the wagon, wrapped to his
chin in a bearskin blanket -- absolutely set on catching
up with the army.
EXT. GERMAN FRONT - VINDOBONA - 182 A.D. - NIGHT
On the edge of a forest sixty year old EMPEROR MARCUS
AURELIUS stands in the back of an unharnessed supply wagon
surrounded by a d
Murder at 1600 Script
Its a form! What could be simpler?! All you must do is fill in the blanks!
What do I have to do, hire a nursemaid to hold your hand?
Put ribbons in your hair?!
How many times must I tell you?!
If you want him down, this is no huge problem.
You should be able to fill out a form correctly!
And if you cant do that. . .
. . .then Ill just have to get somebody who can.
I aint goi
fills the stage. MARK sets up a small tripod and a
16mm movie camera downstage center, aimed upstage. He addresses the
audience.)
"INTRO"
MARK
We begin on Christmas Eve with me, Mark, and my roommate, Roger. We
live in an industrial loft on the corner of 11th street and Avenue B, the top
floor of what was once a music publishing factory. Old rock n roll posters
hang on the walls. They have Rogers
fills his eyes. With one hand he pulls out THE
KNIFE, and unexpectedly puts it to HIS OWN NECK. Better to kill
himself than face what comes next. The knife touches...
A NECKLACE of TWO ARROWS, one gold, another silver.
Whittlesley stares wide-eyed into the blackness of the hold. The goats
start BLEATING in blind panic. A shaft of moonlight comes through a
porthole as the boat turns. The moonligh
grain of sand, but
I dont know how Im gonna get it
out--
CAPTAIN VAN METER, 37, crab-like, is in the far distance.
CAPTAIN VAN METER
If they surrender, dont shoot, if
they dont surrender, then shoot.
PAN BACK TO Troy, faces the CAMERA, CLOSE, scared, then turns
back to the dune and runs a few yards.
Stops and stares, raises his rifle. He aims at the figure on
the horizon.
POV THROUGH RIFLE SCOPE
A large and very comfortable office over-looking St. Patricks Cathedral. At the moment the office is filled to bursting with men and women, slumped in chairs, sitting on desks, all of them very tense. Among the crowd of people we note: MURRAY FISHER, a young and very ambitious junior executive and PHYLLIS BERNARD, an attractive woman in her early thirties. She is a lawyer with the agency.
At the
A coffee shop somewhere in New Mexico. MICKEY KNOX, his back turned to us, is sitting at the counter finishing his meal. We hear the PING... BANG... of a pinball machine being played OFF SCREEN.
MABEL, a waitress, comes over and fills Mickeys coffee cup.
MICKEY
What kind of pies do you have?
MABEL
Apple, pecan, cherry, and key lime.
MICKEY
Which do you recommend?
MABEL
The key lime is great, but
Holy Smoke Script
[ Applause ]
[ Guitar Plays Intro ]
[ Continues ]
Holly holy eyes
Dream of only me
Where I am
What I am
What I believe in
Holly holy
Holly
Holy dream
Wanting only
You
Holly
Holy love
Take the lonely
Child
And the seed
Let it be
Filled with tomorrow
Holly holy
-Sing a song
-Sing
-Sing a song of songs
-Sing
-Sing it out
-Sing
Sing it strong, oh
Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh yeah
Call the sun
in
filled with green death.
I touched her thigh,
and death smiled.
Hey Morrison!
Fuck em, its great.
Its non-linear, poetic,
its what Godard stands for.
This world. The monster of energy.
Without beginning, without end.
Likewise, without
increase of income,
disclosing nothing.
This world,
this world is a will to power,
and nothing besides.
Very pretentious, Jim, not easy
to follow. A little incohere
filled with a huge glob of
Vaseline. His manner is indignant as if he were asking the whereabouts
of an exasperating child.
CHOLLY
Reds in the head, man.
TOOMER
You mean hiding in the head.
CHOLLY
Hey, Red. Your mans here and waiting on you.
His hands full, Cholly opens the door with his feet and MALCOLM comes
out, a big, gawky, bright-faced country boy, wearing downhome clothes
and an ex