A high AERIAL SHOT of the island features the Statue of Liberty prominently in the foreground then TRAVELS ACROSS the harbor, OVER the Battery and Lower Manhattan to Greenwich Village.
EXT. EAST 77TH STREET - DAY
A car is being hoisted up by a municipal tow truck while its owner is having a terrible screaming argument with a parking enforcement officer. DANA BARRETT comes home pushing a baby bugg
The Age of Innocence
[At the Theatre in the evening. Newland Archer enters the box. Steps to the front,
joining the company of several men, including Larry Lefferts and Sillerton Jackson. Larry
looks at stage through pearl opera glasses. Then he swings his opera glasses away from
the stage and toward another box. He sees the figure of a woman entering a box across the
way. Although the woman, sil
DAVID HELFGOTT wakes with a start in an indistinct place somewhere in the world. Late thirties, eyelids at half-mast, he stares into the wet night, mesmerized by a flashing red light.
David
(mumbling)
Kissed them all, I kissed them all, always kissed cats, puss-cats, kissed them, always did; if a cat let me kiss it, I kiss it - Cat on a fence Il kiss it - always, always, I will - didn I? I did be
Nanny McPhee Script
[magical tinkling]
[man] We must begin our story, sad to say,
with an empty chair.
If it were not empty,
we would not have a story.
But it is, and we do, and it is time to tell it.
[birds twitter]
[whooshing and tinkling]
This is the story of my family,
of my seven children, who are all very clever
but all very, very, very naughty.
Aaaaah! Aaaah! Aaaaa-aaaagh...!
This is Nanny
Sleepy Hollow
Being the true storie of one Ichabod Crane
and the Headless Horseman
Kevin Yagher and Andrew Kevin Walker
Based on "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" by Washington Irving
Screenplay by Andrew Kevin Walker
A pleasing land of drowsy head it was,
of dreams that wave before the half shut eye...
EXT. GNARLED FOREST -- NIGHT
An UGLY MAN charges through on a horse, holding a lantern
forward on
The camera is moving toward an Indian city. We are high and far away, only the sound of the wind as we grow nearer and nearer, and through the passing clouds these words appear:
No mans life can be encompassed in one telling. There is no way to give each year its allotted weight, to include each event, each person who helped to shape a lifetime. What can be done is to be faithful in spirit to the
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
We sweep slowly across an endless tapestry of stars. Finally she comes into view: The U.S.S. AURIGA. A massive research vessel that sits majestically just beyond Plutos orbit.
WE TRACK ALONG the side of the ship, and...
INT. AURIGA
... along the silent, empty corridors, coming at last to a door with two guards standing rigid in front of it. Full armour, powerful shockrifles, expressions empty and
Silence. Norland Park, a large country house built in the early part of the eighteenth century, lies in the moonlit parkland.
2 INT. NORLAND PARK. MR DASHWOODS BEDROOM. NIGHT.
In the dim light shed by candles we see a bed in which a MAN (MR DASHWOOD, 52) lies his skin waxy, his breathing laboured. Around him two silhouettes move and murmur, their clothing susurrating in the deathly hush. DOCTORS.
Mommie Dearest Script
Yes?
Were ready for you, Miss Crawford.
Lets go!
And on our left, up the hill, is the
home of movie queen Joan Crawford.
Excuse me.
- Helgas finished in the living room.
- Good.
Carol Ann, help me with this.
Helga! When you polish the floor,
you have to move the tree.
If you cant do something right,
dont do it at all.
- Im sorry, Miss Crawford.
- Give me the soap!
You see, C