reads his
arms defensively. The SOUND of pounding on the front
door.
THE DOOR
splinters. The bouncer steps back as four helmeted
emergency service officers -- the first members of the
raiding party -- rush in.
Pandemonium. People rush for the exit -- any exit.
AT THE BAR
Nick and Charlie hold up their glasses.
NICK
(calmly)
Alley oop.
They down their drinks, then set them down.
Charlie pulls out
reading a magazine
as REGGIE continues eating.
REGGIE
Sylvie -- Im getting a divorce.
SYLVIE
alors! From Charles?
REGGIE
Hes the only husband Ive got. I tried
to make it work, I really have -- but --
SYLVIE
But what?
REGGIE
I dont know how to explain it. Im just
too miserable.
REGGIE picks up a chicken leg and starts off. SYLVIE
regards the devastated table before following.
SYLVIE
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NAPOLEON
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A
Screenplay
by
Stanley Kubrick
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FADE IN:
INT. BEDROOM CORSICA - NIGHT
A well worn teddy-bear is cradled in the arms of Napoleon,
age 4, who dreamily sucks his thumb, listening to a
bedtime story told by his young mother, Letizia. His 5-
year old brother, Joseph, is already asleep, beside him.
NARRATOR
Napoleon was born at Ajaccio in
Corsica on August 15th, 1769. He
had not be
reading the paper. TOMMY "LAREDO" WEBBER, the youngest
of the group.
TOMMY
Where the hell is he? An hour and a half late. An hour and a
half!
GWEN
(looks through curtain)
This is great! Theyre going to start eating each other out
there.
ALEXANDER (OFFSCREEN)
Hes a twit!
TOMMY
Oh, and did you hear he booked another fan appearance without us?
GWEN
Youre kidding. When for?
TOMMY
Tomorrow morning, be
read the script?
Uh, no,
its on the call sheet.
Oh.
Yeah, well,
its pretty emotional.
I tell my mother that I never
felt she really, um, loved me.
Youre gonna yell
at each other?
Oh, I dont know.
Im just gonna go with how I feel,
which is the scary part.
Im pretty close to this character.
Problems with your own mom?
Yeah.
But she, uh, died before i...
well, before we could reconcile.
You were rea
Reading a section of the paper. He picks up his teacup, drinks.
Lowers it to the table.
ANGLE - INSERT
Galvin twists tea bag around a spoon to extract last drops of
tea. His hand moves to his felt pen lying on the table. He
moves his hand to the paper, open at the obituary section. We
SEE several names crossed out. He circles one funeral listing.
ANGLE
Galvin sitting, raises cup of tea to his lip
reads: 1972 WASHINGTON
STATE TOURNAMENT.
The FOURTEEN year old moves and hits his TIMER. Frustration
fills the NINE year olds face. He moves. The FOURTEEN year
old moves and calls CHECK. The NINE year old frantically
searches the board for a solution. He moves. Again the
FOURTEEN year old moves and calls CHECK. The NINE year is
stunned. He picks up his KING to lay it on its side and
signal defeat
extensively.
- Sounds like you win. - I dance! Yeah.
Not professionally, mind you, but I do go to clubs with other-- others.
Geez,Joe, get off your ass and do something!
- Im thinking about getting a pilots license. - I was kidding.
- Oh! [ Laughs ] - [ Laughing ]
Im not gonna take lessons. Not gonna fly. I was joking too.
Hey, I should buy you an almond-spiced latte.
Its the least I can do for h
reading them correctIy.
- Shes Iost three ounces since the Iast feed? - Must be some kind of mistake.
No, no, Jason. Her entire moIecuIar structure has been reaIigned.
Weve done it. This new formuIas working.
Its actuaIIy reconstructed SheIIeys DNA.
She Iost percent of her body fat in one feeding.
What if we upped the dosage?
No, one step at a time. We dont want to jeopardize SheIIey.
- WeII keep
Reading aloud the letter he has just written.
Cetshwayo 5 Zulu army to disband and the warriors permitted to
return
to their homes.
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11. SWITCH TO INTERIOR. FRERE is seated at his desk whilst LORD
CHELMSFORD is seen in the background standing on the veranda.
BARTLE FRERE
He continues to read aloud:
Present military system to be abandoned. New regulations
concerning
the defence of the realm wo