Henry Fool Script
You want some?
Youre dead motherfucker!
Keep runnin!
Where the hell have you been?
-Mom, come on and eat!
-Im not hungry.
-Then why did I cook?
-I dont know why you cooked.
I dont know why you bother.
Eat, Simon.
God! I want to get fucked.
You okay?
See ya.
Get up off your knees.
Where do you have to go to get
a six-pack of beer around here?
-Say something.
-Shes mute.
What?
Kis
Hoodlum Script
Come in.
Johnson, youre different
from the other coloureds in here.
You read books, play chess, write poetry.
But I dont believe you have any regret
whatsoever for taking a mans life.
A man who recognises his mistakes
is ready to seek Gods forgiveness.
Yeah, Ive read your Bible, Warden.
And?
Its a good book.
I need to feed my babies.
Let the men pass, son.
No man knoweth
the moment
Biography
Born on August 12, 1930, in Stamford, Connecticut.
In 1957, she published her first book "All My Shoes Come In Twos (1957)" and since then her primary occupation has been writing for children.
In 1983 - received a National Book Award
In 2003 - won the 2003 Poetry for Children Award of the National Council of Teachers of English
In 2008 - the Poetry Foundation named her the Childre
나는 스페인 남부의 Estepona라는 공동체에서 자랐다.내가 16살이었던 어느 날 아침,아버지는 내가 Mijas라는 18 마일의 거리의 멀리 떨어진 마을에 차를 통해 자신을 대려가는것을 허락했는데, 그 마을 주변의 창고에서 차를 서비스받는다는 조건하에서였다.운전을 이제 막 배웠음에도 차를 사용할수 있는
-20世紀 英國詩-
(1) Thomas Hardy(1840-1928) : "The Darkling Thrush"
"The Darkling Thrush"
1 I leant upon a coppice gate
2 When Frost was spectre-gray,
3 And Winter's dregs made desolate
4 The weakening eye of day.
5 The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
6 Like strings of broken lyres,
7 And all mankind that haunted nigh
8 Ha
In The Cut Script
What does "broccoli" mean?
Depends on the context.
Pubic hair or marijuana. Its a noun.
And "Virginia"?
Vagina. As in, "He penetrated
her Virginia with a hammer."
- Yikes!
- Slang is either sexual or violent.
Or both.
When its witty,
I think its really witty.
Yeah.
Hello, how are you?
How are you?
Hi, how are you?
Why didnt you say hi?
I nodded.
Are you happy when you wake up?
N
The Mother Script
Im gonna be sweating like an old donkey.
You know how cold you get in London.
Come over to this side.
-Can I help you with that?
-Thank you very much.
Cross the road and turn right.
-Which one is it?
-That one, I think.
Come on, they invited us.
Its us.
Hi. Sorry.
-Hello.
-Hello, dear.
-God, youre early.
-Not too early, I hope?
No, come in. Its great to see you at last.
Bobbys b
Pretty, 30ish JOY JORDAN and teary-eyed STUART sit opposite each other. He is trying to resist bursting into tears as they finish dessert.
JOY
Stuart??Are you okay?
STUART
Yeah. Sure. Im fine.
JOY
Good. Well. I had a really nice time.
STUART
Yeah. Me too.
JOY
All around this is an almost totally black screen. Now, as the camera moves slowly towards the window which is almost a postage stamp in the frame, other forms appear; barbed wire, cyclone fencing, and now, looming up against an early morning sky, enormous iron grille work. Camera travels up what is now shown to be a gateway of gigantic proportions and holds on the top of it - a huge initial "K"
BLACK RAIN
by Craig Bolotin & Warren Lewis
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A BLACK SCREEN:
Various voices: "Big six"... "Thats six the hard way"...
"Seven or eleven"... "Play two"...
FADE IN:
EXT. UPPER EAST SIDE - NEW YORK CITY - NIGHT
One of the pristine blocks of brownstones where even the
garbage seems gift wrapped. The VOICES continue over as
we move in on a particular building where a DOORMAN is
holding open the door f