A man and woman make love on a brass bed. There are mirrors on the walls and ceiling. On a side table, atop a small mirror, lines of cocaine. A tape deck PLAYS the Stones: "Sympathy for the Devil."
Atop him... she straddles his chest... her breasts in his face. He cups her breasts. She leans down, kisses him...
JOHNNY BOZ is in his late 40s, slim, good-looking. We dont see the womans face. She ha
Slim Fadin.
This used to be my chair.
Wasnt but two seconds ago
your pasty Pilgrim ass
was sitting at that front seat
and nobody was feeling you.
Well, theyre feeling me now.
Ill touch you up.
My customers running late,
so I can take you.
Cool.
Hi.
Hello.
So...
whats it like
working for Alderman Brown?
Its good.
The alderman is a great mentor.
Must be nice doing
what you said youd always do.
I re
floor and, pointing the big Navy Colt in
his hand, he says,
SKINNY
Get offa her, asshole.
And he says it so cold and with such authority that
everything goes quiet.
EXT. MAIN STREET - DAY
SNOW/MOONLIGHT/THE SHADOWY BUILDINGS and the silence of the
Nebraska winter except for the sound of the snowshoes.
The snow has obliterated the Main Street of Big Whiskey
giving the impression that the dark, low
SEVEN
by Andrew Kevin Walker
8/8/94
1 INT. OLD HOUSE -- DAY 1
Sunlight comes through the soot on the windows, more brown than
bright. SOMERSET, 45, stands in one corner of this small,
second-story room. He looks over the ceiling, looks down at the
worn wooden floors, looks at the peeling wallpaper.
He walks to the center of the room, continues his study, taking
his time. He halts, turns to one wa
floor and, pointing the big Navy Colt in
his hand, he says,
SKINNY
Get offa her, asshole.
And he says it so cold and with such authority that
everything goes quiet.
EXT. MAIN STREET - DAY
SNOW/MOONLIGHT/THE SHADOWY BUILDINGS and the silence of the
Nebraska winter except for the sound of the snowshoes.
The snow has obliterated the Main Street of Big Whiskey
giving the impression that the dark, low
floor far below.
DISSOLVE TO:
6 EXT. DEEP SEA - NIGHT
THE SHINKAI hovers near a gigantic tectonic plate.
A ROBOTIC ARM extends out from under the plexi-dome. Its "hand" is a
high-tech LASER CUTTER. It approaches the plate, steadies, then fires
a direct BLUE BEAM at the bedrock, burns the rock into magma and cuts
a perfect round pattern.
Another ROBOTIC ARM reaches forward, its CLAW rips out the c
Dr. Strangelove
Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick
Terry Southern
Peter George
Produced by Stanley Kubrick
Directed by Stanley Kubrick
Cast List:
Peter Sellers Capt. Lionel Mandrake
President Merkin Muffley
Dr. Strangelove
George C. Scott Gen. Buck Turgidson
Sterling Hayden Gen. Jack D. Ripper
Keenan Wynn Col. Bat Guano
Slim Pickens Maj. T.J. "King" Kong
Peter Bull Ambassador de Sadesky
Tracy Reed Mi
floor...
with a couple of the games best--
Elton Brand and Baron Davis.
Now, Elton, is this kid Todd Andersen...
as good as the hype...
and can he turn around a franchise?
Well, Marv, if New Jersey selects...
Todd Andersen with the number-one pick...
theyll be getting a kid with tons of potential.
Guys that are in the pros like myself, Baron Davis...
were excited to see what this kid has...
and r
Slim.
- Careful, i hot.
- Sorry, sir.
- Ever try the Roc?
- What?
I the deodorant thing.
I like salts or something.
You rub it on your pits.
It looks like some kind of hippie crystal.
- Are you saying I sweat?
- No, you just...
- Do I smell?
- No. God...
- Ladies?
- Okay. Your turn.
Im sweating too much.
You waiting for somebody?
- Something to drink?
- Just water, thanks.
Ill give you a minute t
floor at the coffee table, his vest and
tie on the sofa behind him. A jacket and an overcoat lay on a
brirfcase next to him.
Malcolm is in his thirties with thick, wavy hair and striking,
intelligent eyes that squint from years of intense study. His
charming, easy-going smile spreads across his face. He points.
MALCOLM
Thats one fine frame. A fine
frame it is.
Malcolm points to the HUGE FRAM