Night And The City Script
Night and the city.
The night is tonight,
tomorrow night...
or any night.
The city is London.
Mary?
Mary?
You wont find
any money there, Harry.
What do you mean,
spying on me?
I, uh - I was just
looking for a cigarette.
Mmm.
Would I steal
from you?
- What makes you think I -
- Who are you running away from now?
Running? Me?
Now, you know me better than that.
- Three days
HOT ZONE
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Screen story & screenplay by
Jim V. Hart
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Based on "Crisis in the Hot Zone"
by Richard Preston
"You might call AIDS the revenge of
the rain forest..."
Richard Preston
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"These diseases are true emergers.
Humans have truly stumbled into
these occult agents."
Dr. Karl Johnson
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"Weve got company!"
Han Solo
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BLACKSCREEN:
LEGEND: IN 1976, OUTBREAKS OF LETHAL HEMORR
BRAINIAC SKULL SHIP - a tentacled craft that looks like it
sounds. A set of "jaws" protrude and puncture the hull of the
small craft. It glows white hot with power.
INT. SKULL SHIP - OPERATING THEATRE
We see a surgical table, its contents obscured by the shadows,
save for the back of a malformed head. Computer banks and monitors
are everywhere. A small ROBOT works beside the table - implanting
a
PAN DOWN TO A ROW OF 몷TELLERS몶 CAGES몸 with long lines of PEOPLE waiting to collect their unemployment checks. A sign above the first window says 몷A - F몸, the second window is designated 몷G - L몸 and so on.
CLOSE ON THE SECOND WINDOW -- Waiting his turn at the head of the line is a BLACK MAN in his early 30몶s. He kills time by trying to make a beat-up old wooden yo-yo perform the ba
Slow motion. Armed troops in black uniforms pour out of unmarked vans and swarm across a lawn in a middle class residential neighborhood. Yuppie neighbours look on in shock, confused. Two of the troops carry a battering ram to the front door of a white two-storey house. A leashed Rottweiler snarls and barks. In position, their comrades point M-16s into first-floor windows, ready to be ambushed. P
Meet Wally Sparks Script
[Static]
Senator Bob Dole says...
trash TV is the beachhead
of controversy...
infinity backs
shock jock Howard Stern...
get this garbage
off the air...
declined to comment on
the TV censorship issue...
continues his attack
on TV talk shows...
Howard Stern...
take the trash out
of talk television...
demeaning, exploitative,
perverted, divisive...
What a great audience.
Wel
Limbo Script
Welcome to Americas last frontier...
... where the final lumbering
remnants of the lce Age...
... the massive and
awe-inspiring glaciers...
... calve cathedral-sized
icebergs into the sea...
... where natures bounty unfolds
in a panoply of flora and fauna...
... the like of which is seen
nowhere else on the planet.
From the ocean depths,
plumbed by ageless cetaceans...
... to azure s
Silence. Gradually the sound of distant traffic becomes audible. A LOW ANGLE bounded on one side by a chain-link fence and on the other by the one-story public school buildings. Spray-can hieroglyphics and distant streetlight shadows. This is a Los Angeles public school in a blue collar neighborhood.
ANGLE BETWEEN SCHOOL BUILDINGS
Where a trash dumpster looms in a LOW ANGLE, part of the clutter b
AND REVEALS THE inside of a domed city honeycombed with fantastic arches. The city is inhabited by young beautiful people in luxurious but simple costumes.
THE CAMERA ROAMS through the City, observing some people seated at a kind of cafe sipping drinks and relaxing; other people are in some kind of exercise class doing beautiful graceful movement; and finally a class of five year old children lis
TWELVE MONKEYS
An original screenplay by
David Peoples
&
Janet Peoples
Inspired by
LA JETEE, a Chris Marker Film
Production Draft
June 27, 1994
FADE IN:
INT. CONCOURSE/AIRPORT TERMINAL - BAY
CLOSE ON A FACE. A nine year old boy, YOUNG COLE, his eyes wide
with wonder. watching something intently. We HEAR the sounds of
the P.A. SYSTEM droning Flight Information mingled with the
sounds of urgent SHO